The guest reviewers Lilac and Sokeefe requested similar oneshots, so I'm combining them- hope that's okay! Lilac's was pretty much just a more specific version of Sokeefe's- Team Foster Keefe with children!

JilyHinny: Sorry, I don't write Sophitz. Anything else you want?

Lilac: Done! :) (Some of the details are changed, hope that's okay.)

MarellaIsTheBest: Thanks! They are, aren't they. *Hands tissues* *Sips from the Tears Of My Readers cup ™, because I honestly love that thing.*

Sokeefe: Done! Ehhhhh... I'll try. Lol. Great names, I used a few others but Hayley is there! (Definitely not because of a certain singer, haha, no way-)

Country-Fangirl: Ooh! I'll get to that. How does angsty but with a happy ending sound?

Jem: Thanks! Muahaha. Ahem. Not evil. Ooh, FedEx is cool! Fanfictions always make Alden the homophobic one... well, Della is too amazing to be homophobic, and Dex's parents seem pretty open minded. So I guess Alden is the homophobe by default. Anyway. FedEx! Yes! Can do!

Guest: Ooooooooooh. I don't think I've ever seen a Glam fanfiction. I will try my best!

Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone who identifies as neither- we'll call you guys captains- Ladies, gentlemen, and captains, may I present to you, THAT BOY!


"Hey, Foster-" Keefe started.

"Keefe, why do you keep calling me Foster?" Sophie sighed. "We have literally been married for, what, twenty years?"

"Would you prefer, I don't know, Girl Who Dropped Bronte On His Grumpy Butt?"

"Wait, when did that happen?" Iris asked, abandoning her homework. She had her mother's brown eyes and her father's smirk, as well as the same stunning Hair, cut short and dyed blue with the help of Dex. In fact, she resembled about what Sophie expected a younger, female, and brown eyed Keefe to look like. So far, her personality resembled his as well, joking and teasing, and she was an extraordinarily talented artist as well. Some of Sophie's traits made their way to Iris, like her clumsiness and secretive nature, but most of Iris was like her father. At nine years old, Iris was well on her way to becoming a prankster extraordinaire like Keefe, despite Sophie's attempts to convince her not to. The Great Gulon Incident was her favorite bedtime story. Well, at least Sophie finally knew what it was.

Sophie groaned, burying her head in her hands. "Why did you have to bring that up?"

Smirking, Keefe ignored her. "Well, when your mother was twelve years old, coming to the the Lost Cities for the first time, the Council wanted her to take a test to get into Foxfire. She started showing off her telekinesis with easy stuff, but Councillor Grumpypants-"

"Keefe!" Sophie interrupted. "We are not teaching our child to disrespect our leaders like that!"

"Oh, coming from Mrs. Break Laws, Stand Tribunals, Almost Start Wars, And Lead Illegal Organizations? Or was that a different Sophie Elizabeth Foster?"

Iris looked at her mother, gold flecked brown eyes wide. "You did all that?"

"Yep," Keefe said, before Sophie could answer. "But that's a story for another time. Where was I?"

"I believe you were about to stop talking," Sophie grumbled. Her husband was so annoying. And loveable.

And annoying.

"Nope, don't think that was it," Keefe said, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Ah! Councillor Grumpy- sorry, Councillor Bronte- was not impressed by your mother's very impressive telekinesis. So, she had to prove him wrong by lifting heavier things, and the only obvious solution was to pick up chairs, including the one Bro- Councillor Bronte- was sitting on. And that was impressive. But then her concentration broke and he fell, and therefore, she dropped him on his grumpy butt."

Iris laughed, clapping her hands excitedly. "That's awesome, Mom! I can't believe you did that!"

Keefe nodded. "Yep, your mom was a very special girl. Though of course, any girl who wins my heart has to be special, and she certainly excelled at doing just that." He winked at her, causing Sophie's cheeks to go red.

Come on, Sophie, you've dated that boy for thirty years and been married to him for ten!

"EW!" Iris cried, covering her eyes. "Love! Gross! Blech! Get it away from me!"

"Grow up, Iris," Hayley sighed, tugging an eyelash as she walked into the room. Sophie winced- although she had outgrown that habit, she'd managed to pass it on to her oldest daughter. While Iris took after Keefe, Hayley looked almost exactly like Sophie did at fourteen, and took after her mother with personality as well. Like Sophie, she was shy and awkward, but determined to succeed at whatever she tried. One of the few differences was that she liked fashion and makeup, going shopping and doing makeovers with Biana. A year ago, she'd manifested as an Empath, and as a polyglot with her father's talent for mimicry. "Mom, Dad, can I sleep over at Sparklehouse tonight?"

Sparklehouse was where Tam and Biana lived with their twin children. To this day, Sophie couldn't quite believe that Tam agreed to the name- she guessed it just proved how much he loved Biana. The house was indeed sparkly, though, living up to its name.

Their twins were about a year older than Hayley, and the three of them had always been close friends. Callie, who Hayley was closer with, was a perfect mix of her mother hand father, blending Biana's bubbly personality with Tam's sarcasm. Jaylen, on the other hand, was a lot like his aunt Linh, quiet and shy, and even shared her Hydrokinesis.

"Hayley, you should've asked us this earlier-"

"We were planning to have the sleepover tomorrow, remember? Callie and J- Callie just needed to reschedule. Is that okay?"

Sophie and Keefe looked at each other. Although Sophie could have transmitted to him to discuss this, they kept their conversation nonverbal. Finally, Sophie turned to her daughter. "All right," she sighed. "Just let me hail Biana first in case their children neglected to inform them."

One quick hail later, it was confirmed that Hayley would be sleeping over at Sparklehouse. Hayley went up to her room to pack. The second she was out of earshot, Iris turned to her parents with a wide grin on her face. "I know the reason Hayley wants to sleep over at Sparklehouse!" she sang.

Sophie's brow furrowed. "Um. Because she and Callie are best friends?"

Iris shook her head, rubbing her hands together with glee. "No. Because she liiiiiiiiikes Jaylen!"

Keefe and Sophie exchanged glances. Was this just Iris wanting to tease her older sister, or was she onto something?"

"You didn't know?" Iris laughed. "Wow, when Dad said you were oblivious, Mom I didn't know he meant that oblivious! And you're just as bad as she is, Dad!"

Sophie thought about it. Looking back, all the signs were there- suddenly making more excuses to go to Sparklehouse, blushing whenever Jaylen was brought up, and she almost mentioned her supposed crush's name when asking to sleep over tonight. It all fit.

"I'll go ask her about it," Sophie decided.

"Um, Foster. Darling. Love. That's a horrible idea," Keefe replied.

Sophie scoffed. "Come on! Moms talk to their teenagers all the time about boy stuff!"

"Um, do you recall how embarrassed you were whenever Edaline-" Keefe started. Sophie ignored him, already making her way up the stairs. Keefe caught up quickly, shrugging and saying "Well, I guess this'll be hilarious."

Sophie knocked on Hayley's door. "Come in!" she called.

Cutting right to the chase, Sophie opened the door and blurted "Are you and Jaylen dating?"

Hayley's face turned the color of a tomato. "NO!" she squawked. "That's- that's ridiculous, what would make you even think that, haha, Jaylen and I would never-"

"Hayley, even if I wasn't an Empath, I'd know you were lying," Keefe said.

Tugging an eyelash, she blushed even harder, if that was possible. "Fine. Maybe."

"Awwww!" Sophie squealed. "The ship name should be Haylen! Or Jayley! Whatever it is, it's so cute! Oh my mallowmelt, my daughter has her first boyfriend!"

Hayley buried her head under the pillow. "Mom! Stop! Please!"

Sophie sighed, already knowing she would fangirl over their relationship more later. "Fine, sweetie." Giving a knowing smile, she added "Have fun at your sleepover!" before closing the door. "Aww," she whispered. "They are so adorable!"

"Not really," Keefe muttered. Surprised, Sophie studied his face. It was the same expression he wore when facing the Neverseen, murderous and fiery. If looks could kill, Keefe's glare would be deadly. "Jaylen better not hurt her, or I'll kill him, bring him back to life, and killl him again more painfully than the first time. How dare he have the nerve to date my daughter! Who does that boy think he-"

"That boy?" Sophie grinned, raising an eyebrow. It didn't seem like all that long ago that Keefe was the one receiving the nickname, and Grady was the one making the threats.

"Yes, that boy! Do you think Grady would let me borrow his boy bat?"

"Keefe, come on, don't hurt Jaylen. Hayley really likes him."

"That's the problem," Keefe muttered, cracking his knuckles.

"She seems happy to be with him," Sophie reasoned. "And Jaylen's a nice guy- you liked him before we found out about Haylen! Or Jayley, whatever we're calling it.

"I know," Keefe growled. He slumped against the wall, sighing. "Hayley's my baby girl. I don't want her getting hurt."

Sophie slipped her hand into his. "I know. Neither do I. But maybe you shouldn't threaten to kill him to prevent that from happening. After all, Dad felt the same way about you, but we ended up pretty happy."

Keefe gave her a small smile, cupping his wife's face before briefly bringing their lips together. "Yeah. We did."


Awwwwwwww. Hopefully this is okay. I currently have no actual parental material to base this off of, since I've never dated anyone. Oh well, hopefully I didn't mess this up horribly! :P


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