Keefe was currently in the process of begging Fitz and Sophie to let him bring Anya to the Elvin world.
"You brought your sister to the Elvin world! What's the difference? Besides, did you realize that we were speaking the Enlightened Language the whole time? And guess what? Anya understood us and actually spoke it back to us!"
"Not the same thing! I had Mr. Forkle's permission! And you have nobody's permission, not even mine! You can't just bring a random girl to the Lost Cities just because she's in a so-called memory of yours!"
"Well, if you won't allow me to bring Anya, then I'll bring her to the Lost Cities WITHOUT anyone's permission."
"Keefe!" Sophie glanced over at Fitz for guidance, but he just shrugged. Sophie decided to do the unthinkable-she took off one of her heeled ankle boots and thrust it at Keefe's head. Her throw was clumsy and awkward, but it still managed to be somewhat on-point.
The HEEL of her boot hit Keefe in the eye before he was able to turn around. Keefe stumbled backwards, out of the alleyway. Sophie winced as he started yelping and running his hands over her boot.
….
Anya was leaning against the edge of her front steps railing, groping at a butterfly. She was still kept busy doing that, until….
AHHHH!
AIEEE!
HEELP!
ARGHHH!
Anya turned around to see where that sound was coming from. And it was coming from none other than her beloved Keefe. Anya darted over to help him. At this point, Keefe had already fallen onto the ground.
"Keefe! Keefe!" Anya grasped both of his shoulders and shook him to prevent him from going unconscious. "It'll be ok, I promise."
Anya looked up at Sophie. "You monster! You tried to take him away from me….tried to hurt him so you could bring him to your local doctor….so he could be with YOU AND NOT ME!"
Sophie looked at Anya and blinked. Once. Twice. And then she grasped Fitz's arm. Anya suddenly felt her own cheeks turning tomato red. She suddenly realized that Sophie obviously liked Fitz a whole lot more than Keefe.
"Sorry….I swear I didn't mean that." Anya attempted to pick up Keefe and realized that he had gone unconscious while she was yelling at Sophie. "Just please let me take him inside."
"Do you need a little help?"
"As if someone as wimpy-armed as you could help with lifting Keefe. But, sure. I could use all the help I could get."
Sophie simply nodded and motioned for Fitz to stay back.
"Wait, no! We could really use someone as muscled as Fitz to help ou-"
Anya watched in awe as Keefe's body suddenly lifted off the ground. She looked at Sophie, wondering if she was doing this. From what Anya saw, it sure looked like she was. Sophie's fists were tightly clenched and her eyebrows were crunched, as though she was concentrating.
Keefe's body levitated towards the open green door. Anya cautiously followed his body into her own house. Anya shrieked when Keefe's body suddenly dropped and slammed onto the floor with a loud THUD! Anya shrieked again as Keefe's one closed eye popped open. He started yelping again. His yelps silenced when he noticed a girl with blonde hair and warm, brown eyes.
"Sophie?"
"No, it's Anya."
"Anya….what a nice name."
"Keefe…."
Hello again everybody! I feel like this one is the worst and most RUSHED of all three chapters, yet it still took an hour and a half...anyways...here's my first cliffhanger of all three chapters. Let me know what you guys think in the reviews! Ahhh this story is soo much shorter than the others and I should've included more juicy gossip! Anya's really crushing HARD on Keefe...will Keefe start loving Anya back or will he continue chasing after Sophie, even though he KNOWS that Sophie prefers Fitz?
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(The Fitzphie ship BETTER sink! I ship Keephie(or Keefoster/Team Foster-Keefe) soooo hard!) Do you guys agree?