Keefe

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Just so you know, I ship Sokeefe, but wrote this when I was very tired and bored. But it is finished. Also, this is set sometime after Legacy, but Keefe is awake, so maybe it's during Stellarlune. I'm not sure, but it doesn't really matter. Enjoy!

-Q
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"Keefe?” Where is he? He hailed me earlier and told me to come outside but he's not here.

“Keefe? Hello?”

“What’s up, Foster?” Keefe popped out from behind a pure.

“I don't know, you wanted me to come outside.”

“Oh. Right.” He chuckled nervously. “This way.” Ok, now this is getting weird, why is Keefe so nervous?

“So…… Does Grady happen to be within a 500-mile radius  of this house by any chance?”

“Um, No?”

“Good… I mean, cool.” What is wrong with him?

“Keefe, are you okay?”

“Yep. Fine.” He answered quickly.

“Right…” Suddenly as we turned the curb I realized he was taking me to Calla’s Tree.

“Keefe what-” I gasp. He chuckles.

“Ta-da!”

“Keefe, what is this?” I look over at a picnic with lights and giant platters of treats and food.

“This is… Ok, I'm not supposed to tell you but,  Fitz is totally giving me mallowmelt for this so… bye!” He pulled out a crystal and light leaped away.

“Keefe?”

“Sophie?” I spin around to see Fitz standing awkwardly behind me.

“Oh, hi.”

“Listen, Sophie I-”

“No Fitz, it's ok. You don't need to do this.”

“I do, I really do.” He leads me over to the picnic blanket and sits, patting the spot next to him. “Here, Sit. Please.” I drop to my knees and grab a plate of mallowmelt.

“Keefe was around here somewhere, he promised to help.” Suddenly Keefe ran out from behind the tree.

“Surprise!”

“Keefe!” Fitz yelps.

“What?”

“Wait, why are you dressed like that?”

“I'm helping!”

“Great.” I turn back to Fitz and he smiles at me.

“So… I just wanted to apologize for getting angry at you.”

“Oh. Well, I'm not mad. It's not your fault.”

“It is my fault.”

“It is his fault!” Keefe buts in.

“Keefe! Not helping.” Fitz grumbles.

“Sophie, please forgive me.”

“Even though I'm unmatchable?”

“Well, you don't have to be unmatchable… if you would just tell me who your biological Mom is!”

“But-”

“No buts, you know it's true”

“Well I…”

“Just tell me!”

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