Chapter 6 - Keefe (cont.)

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It's the beginning of the first part of the chappie, just with a few changes to go with the plot :)

~Frenchie


"So this is your room. You're okay with a T.V. in here right?"

Keefe blinked.

"I will...take that as a yes. I guess." Alicia smiled, turning and opening the door to his room, which was as big as his own room back at Candleshade, which was saying something.

"So, listen. I know this isn't your house, your happy place, the place where you probably want to be right now."

Candleshade? Shores of Solace? Happy place? More like torture dungeon. Keefe thought.

Alicia must've felt his expression change (empath?) and softly touched the small of his back in a soothing manner, which reminded him of the breezes he used to send to-

Nope. We're not thinking about her.

But it's impossible not to!

Shut up brain.

"Just...call me if you need me." she said, getting up to leave.

Then she paused, remembering his condition.

"Or...don't. But I'm just downstairs in the kitchen, and...um...that's kind of it!" She nodded to herself, and started to leave, but then stopped.

"Wait,"

Keefe looked up at her.

"Didn't you have a bag?"

Keefe's eyes widened as he remembered: Mrs. Stinkbottom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes.

That was Keefe middle-name-confidential Sencen's brain.

Stuffed animals before anything else.

Even before Soph-

Shut up brain.

He realized that Alicia was waiting for an answer, so he nodded in reply (he had a feeling he'd b doing a lot of that these days).

"Okay, nice, um, I'll text Craig to get the bag from the hospital. It was a brown messenger bag, right?

Again, a nod (called it).

"Cool, cool." She nodded (was nodding as contagious as yawning?????) and headed out. "I'm down if you need me!"

The door slammed shut and Keefe was left alone to think about his life choices.

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A little while later, he heard Alicia call him from downstairs.

He peered over from the top of the staircase.

She looked up at him. "Are you hungry? I know I am! I have some food prepared. Mac n Cheese. Do you like mac n cheese? You must like mac n cheese. It's a crime not to. Just come downstairs in the next five minutes, okay?" She clapped her hands.

"And I'm not taking a no, you hear me? As your official doctor, you need to eat. You looked like a muscly teenager-"

Keefe grinned.

"-and you have to eat up if you wanna stay buff. Hm?"

Keefe nodded, his smile twisting into a smirk. He knew it wasn't just him who thought he was a buff kid. He was even buffer than Fitzy, which he could say proudly for a fact without his ego talking!

And yes.

It was confirmed.

Be jealous.

Keefe pushed away those thoughts (not really) and headed downstairs.

And then he smelled a beautiful aroma and started to fly.

Mind you, he didn't really fly. He could've! But he didn't. Because he knew that if he did, Alicia herself would become a patient at a hospital, wondering what the heck just happened?

But it felt like he was flying. In fact, he was positive that he if he was a cartoon character then his butt would be up in the air and he'd be floating to the kitchen.

Alas, it wasn't to be.

Instead he walked-tripped-face planted to the kitchen, where Alicia had a pot of steaming hot yellow curve thingies. 

She served him a bowl.

"Enjoy!" She exclaimed, handing him a spoon.

And he dug in.

Okay so, that's it for this chappie, but I'll see ya'll next time! Oh, and make sure to check out a collab story that my friend awesomeTechnerd and I are doing!

It's Aru Shah, BT dubs.

Have a great day!

~Frenchie




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