Sophia's Story
A Disney crossover by talking2myself
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any recognizable Disney characters. All original characters are my own creations.
CHAPTER 31. Dinner Conversation
"Sophia! Sophia wait! Please! Slow Down!" Mirror panted as he tried to keep up with Sophia as she stormed back down the streets. Somehow they had managed to avoid getting crushed by several cars as they roared past, honking and yelling at them. Sophia didn't appear to notice, but Mirror let out a yelp and scrambled out of the way. "Wow," Mirror muttered. "How is she able to move so fast in a gown?"
"Keep up Mirror, we've got places to be," Sophia snapped, not looking back at the exhausted figure.
"I'm trying," Mirror insisted. "But you're moving so fast and it doesn't look like you're slowing. Please, tell me Sophia. Where are we going?"
"We're going back to Andalasia," Sophia said. "We're going to find that manhole and jump through. This was an entire waste of time."
"WHAT?!" Mirror cried. "But… but… but… you've been searching for Giselle for years and we've come all this way! We're just going to go back after only one day?"
"Yep," Sophia said. "I've clearly wasted too much time worrying about her. Clearly, she's fine. And clearly she has not lost any sleep over my condition over the years."
"But she didn't say that," Mirror pleaded. "If we go back, I think she'll explain. Please Sophia I'm sure the thought of you missing caused your sister plenty of pain."
"Well, I'm not," Sophia cried, whirling around on Mirror so suddenly that he nearly fell backwards into a puddle. "She's not concerned at all. She just went on her merry way. Sure, she didn't marry Edward but that didn't stop her from marrying some other stranger. What are you doing?"
Mirror was hunched over the puddle that he had nearly plopped into. He was muttered something quickly under his breath. The puddle shimmered for a few moments before a face appeared in the water. It was Madam Leota.
"Sophia? Mirror? What's going on? Is everything alright?"
"Madam Leota!" Mirror burst out with relief. "Thank goodness! I don't know what to do!" He pointed to Sophia. "Please! Talk to her! Say something! She'll listen to you!"
Madam Leota gave Sophia a searching look. "What's going on, Sophia?"
"Nothing," Sophia snapped. "In fact, we'll be heading home shortly."
"Did you find your sister?" Leota asked.
"I found her and we're coming back," Sophia snapped.
"Your bringing your sister back?" Leota asked in confusion. Sophia could hear the clink of cutlery in the background. Leota suddenly barked at someone they couldn't see. "No, don't take away my soup! Can't you see I'm having a conversation here?"
"What?" Sophia asked in confusion.
"Sorry," Leota said. "I'm staying in the palace. You arrived in the middle of dinner in my soup bowl." There was a muffled voice in the background. "Edward says hi," Madam Leota said distractedly. "Now what on earth happened?"
Sophia let out a heavy sigh. "I found her. She's fine."
"And….?" Madam Leota snapped.
"And what?" Sophia demanded.
Madam Leota rolled her eyes. "Don't think I can't transform you into something unnatural just because I'm far away, you petulant child. Tell me what happened or you'll spend the next two weeks as a chinchilla." Another muffled voice. "Not you, Edward."
Sophia sighed and let her shoulders slump. "Okay, fine. I found her and like I said she's fine. In fact, she's better than fine. She has her own shop and she has married this fellow."
"Isn't that a good thing?" Madam Leota asked. She turned towards the side. "What's that? Ah. Robert is it?"
"That's the guy," Sophia said.
"What is the problem exactly?" Madam Leota asked. "From what I hear from Edward, this Robert is a decent chap if that's what you're worried about."
"I'm worried about the fact that she married someone she barely met!"
"She did that years ago according to Edward," Madam Leota shrugged. "No, you can't talk to her right now. Stop breathing on my soup!" Madam Leota returned her attention to Sophia. "If things were going to go south, they probably would have by now," Madam Leota said. "She seems happy. Her business is doing well. I thought you'd be overjoyed by now."
"She totally forgot about me!" Sophia's voice broke as she spoke and she angrily wiped hot tears away from her face. "She just went on her way and moved on. She never came back to look for me or invited me to her wedding or anything."
"Ahhh," Madam Leota said. "I see…. It's beginning to make more sense." There was even more animated chattering that Sophia could not see. "Yes, yes I'll tell her!" Madam Leota cried. "Look, Sophia," Madam Leota said gently. "Edward here tells me that she probably didn't go looking for you because she thought you were dead. Edward came back to find the palace empty. He sent out search party's and kept Giselle updated… but obviously they didn't find you."
"Because I was a broom," Sophia said bitterly.
"Right, right," Madam Leota said dismissively. "After a year, there were no leads. No one had seen or heard of you. Edward called off the search and believed that his stepmother had done something horrible to you." Madam Leota paused. "What?" She rolled her eyes. "Edward says he's very sorry." Sophia stood there silently. Now that she had finally stopped moving, she was starting to realize just how cold it was. She wrapped her arms tightly around her body and shivered. "Look," Madam Leota said. "Your sister might have had an unfortunate habit of marrying random idiots, no offense Edward. But that was in the past and it seemed like it worked out this time." Madam Leota shrugged. "You spent all of your training thinking about her, you become a godmother to try and help her, she's your only family. You've been separated from each other for so long, do you really want to waste more time being mad at her?"
"She could have tried a little harder…" Sophia muttered.
"Yes, probably," Madam Leota conceded. "But don't you think it's worth at least hearing her out? Let her explain herself and if you don't like her answers, THEN you can stomp off in a huff."
"I wasn't stomping off in…"
"Sophia please!" Madam Leota cut her off. "Go talk to your sister and do it quickly. I imagine you don't have a ton of time left."
Sophia let out a heavy sigh. "Fine."
"Good!" Madam Leota said. "Good luck." She nodded to Mirror. "Glad to see you're doing well, Mirror. Now go talk to your sister. I will be here when you get back."
"Thanks Leota," she mumbled.
"Any time," Madam Leota said. "Edward! Get me a new bowl of soup, this one is cold…"
With that, Madam Leota's face vanished and the puddle was simply a dirty puddle once more. For a few moments, Mirror and Sophia simply stood there in silence. Finally, Sophia let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry about that, Mirror."
Mirror shrugged. "Oh don't worry about it. You're under a massive amount of stress." He squeezed Sophia's shoulder. "I know you'll try and do what's best."
Sophia gave Mirror a small smile and squeezed Mirror's hand. Let's head back. The two of them slowly retraced their steps. The sun had set and the dark came quickly, the streetlights popping on overheard as they tried to find their way back to the shop. It was tougher than expected. They were unable to see the same landmarks that they had used to get there to begin with.
Suddenly, a pair of headlights lit up the road and Mirror let out a yelp of concern, throwing his hands up in front of his face.
"Sophia!" Giselle emerged from one side of the car and raced over to her sister. She flung her arms around Sophia and clutched her tightly. "Are you alright?"
Robert also emerged from the car, watching cautiously from a distance. "I'm fine," Sophia said dully.
Giselle was still clutching her shoulders, forcing Sophia to look at her sister's face. It still felt like she was looking at a stranger. Her features looked so different in this strange world. But even in the dark, Sophia could see that her sister was very worried. "I know you're mad at me," Giselle said. "But you can't just keep on wandering out here in the dark. You could get mugged! Please, will you come home with me?"
Sophia let out a heavy sigh. "Okay."
"Good!" Giselle cried, slipping an arm around her and leading her towards the car. "Let's go home."
"Coming Mirror?" Sophia asked.
Mirror was looking at the car with suspicion. Robert approached him with a smile. "Hello there," he said. "I don't think we were ever properly introduced." He offered Mirror his hand. "My name is Robert. I'm a lawyer."
"Oh right," Mirror said with a nervous giggle. "I suppose I haven't been particularly clear. The pleasure is mine. My name is Mirror."
"Mirror?" he asked. "Well. that's an unusual name. What do you do?"
"Yes, I suppose it's not the most common of names you'll run past," Mirror admitted. "You see, I spent the past twenty years trapped in a looking glass."
Robert blinked, but somehow managed to keep his smile. "You don't say?"
"Robert, come on. Let's go home!" Giselle called.
Robert gestured towards the car. Mirror looked at the car suspiciously, having nearly been run over multiple times by similar vehicles. He circled it warily a few times before he flung himself inside with a yelp. Robert cocked an eyebrow at the display before he shook his head and climbed into the driver's seat and seconds later the car vanished down the road, heading for home.