The Moon and the Stars - (Sokeefe Soulmates Spy Au)

Part 10 - Negotiations

A/N: Did I use this ball as an excuse for more aesthetics? Maybe... Is it still gonna be awesome? Yasss!!

"And then what?!" Biana demanded, still painting Sophie's nails. Sophie sniffled a little, wiping away the tears threatening to fall with the sleeve of her left hand, careful not to smudge Biana's hard work.

"That's where the story ends," Sophie whispered, "He left." Marella scoffed.

"He's not good enough for you Sophie! Why are you crying over him?"

"Marella," Lihn hissed at her girlfriend, putting out the flame just barely flickering in Marella's hand, "You're not helping."

"It's ok, Lihn. She's right. It's just that-that he's my soulmate."

"So?" Biana asked, taking Sophie's left hand and applying a clear top coat on her nails. "There's to be a negotiation ball today, with the Black Swan, the Council, and the Neverseen. You can totally make him see what he missed out on."

"Oh my god, now you're talking," Marella chuckled, "Revenge is the way to go."

Lihn shrugged. "Can't argue with that." And the three girls made some sort of unspoken pact to torture Sophie into looking like a Barbie doll. Sophie was not a Barbie doll.

"What is with you elves and fancy occasions for everything?" she asked, barely able to breathe in her tight dress.

"I feel you, girl," Marella whispered to Sophie, her red lipstick making her look like a model.

"Shh, stop moving," Lihn complained, twisting Sophie's hair this way and that, "You're technically an elf too, even if you came from the Forbidden Cities."

"And everythings better fancy," Biana exclaimed from the corner, stuffing her feet into high heels.

But Sophie had to admit, when they were all done, she looked fabulous.

"Just one finishing touch," Biana said, handing Sophie a blue feather mask, "You are the Moonlark after all."

Sophie, sorry, the Moonlark, slid it on, grabbing everyone's hands.

"Let's go," she simply said, and they knew to brace themselves.

And then she teleported them to the ball.

***

Lady Gisela wouldn't even look at him. She simply refused to acknowledge his presence. Lodestar had arrived back at headquarters, his head hung low, and she simply ignored him.

"Remember, no funny business. This ball is purely for negotiation... until the end. At the very end, do you hear me? Very end," Gisela growled, "We'll launch the plan. Until then, act civilized, will you?" She proceeded to review everyone on their role, except for Lodestar. No, Lodestar was supposed to figure it out on his own.

But his friends took pity on him.

"What were you thinking?!" Alvar yelled, his hands crossed, "Are you trying to make Gisela any more mad?!"

"Shut it, Alvar," Glimmer said, rolling her eyes, "You think he doesn't know what he did? Let him face the consequences."

"Whatever," Alvar reluctantly agreed, "I'll just let Ruy and Tam yell at him."

"Bangs Boy?" Lodestar exclaimed, his hand to his heart, "He would never."

"Watch me," Tam snapped back, summoning shadows in an effort to look impressive. Ruy placed a hand on his arm.

"Happy shadow thoughts," Ruy reminded, "Happy shadow thoughts."

Tam slapped him across the face.

Lodestar burst out laughing. "At least nothing changed while I was gone."

"You were gone for less than a day. The world doesn't revolve around you," Glimmer hissed, walking away, "I need to go get ready. You guys, get to the frickin ball."

"Yes, ma'am!" Lodestar saluted, earning some snickers from Ruy and Alvar.

And they light leaped away.

A/N: Below is, the outfits of the lovely ladies. Someone wanna guess who each one is? 😉