That night- fitzphie

9 - Spin the bottle, final part

Sophie pov:
That's... troubling.

-I gotta go, I whisper, going out of the room.
It dosen't seems weird, since the game is over, but I know that some-anonymous-empath feels my very controversed feelings.

The little voice dosen't talk anymore, letting me with that dumb jealousy.
Walking in the corridor, I see a painting of the Vacker family, now destroyed by the Neverseen.
Alvar joined them, Alden was tortured and mentally killed by them, leaving Della and her childs to despair.
My dumb "sadness" ain't anything confronted to all the people that have been destroyed by Gisela and her team.
I can't cry for such dumb things. And in fact, I don't. The fight ain't over. We still have to repair all the damage caused by the Neverseen - and, somewhere, by us, by the dumb rules that instaured the councilors. By life.
I have to fight. 'Cause I was made for this.
I have to help. 'Cause I want to do it.

-Hey Sophie, say Keefe, surprising me. Are you okay?
-Yes. I'm okay. It's just that this "win-celebration-party" reminded me that there's still a lot of things to do.
-Aah, Foster! It's supposed to be a PaRty! Relax! You'll worry all you want when you'll be home. Even if though, Sandor already worry for two.
I smile. It's true. It's a party, after all.

I go to my room. Entering, I find the girls chatting and eating chips, dressed in pajamas.

-Um... I thought we were supposed to be in individual rooms?
-Nah, it's NO FUN. Says Biana.
I can understand. I go sit on my bed and take a delicious elf-chip. Nothing to do with the too-salty human chips.
Marella is already asleep, drunk, on the carpet.
Linh pat her head into a braid. She's even prettier like this. I remember this «Mysterious boyfriend» thing. At this though, I look if Tam haven't send his shadows onto the room.

Tam pov:
I throw a pillow at blondie-ugly-hairy-poo.

-Hey! Stop! Says Dex.
-HE STARTED! I shout angrily.
-No, YOU STARTED! Shouts blondie-ugly-hairy-poo with his blondie-ugly-hairy-poo voice.
Fitz rolls his eyes while the pillow fight continues.

-Y'all are babies, he mumbles.
-WHO IS A BABY?! Screams ugly-hairy-narcissistic-poo with his ugly-hairy-narcissistic-poo voice.

-You, I answer.
He throws another pillow at me.
I throw it back with another one as a bonus.

-DIE! I say.
-Wait! I gotta put my pyjamas on.
-The boy's dressing is third room right on the fifth corridor, says Fitz.
Keefe the poo rolls his eyes.
-Oh my.

Dex pov:
Keefe comes back in an unicorn suit.

-Are you serious? Ask Fitz.
-Of course, my friend. I gotta honor all the love Silveny have for me.
Tam throws a pillow at him brutally.

-Stop! I say.
I hate to see people fighting. (Even if with the triplets, I see it everyday.)
-BUT HE'S DUMB! Screams Keefe.
-NO, YOU ARE! Answers Tam.
I give up. Those will never stop fighting, even more since the incident with Linh.

Biana pov:

-Soph' , do you have any cool human games? I ask.
-I got one, but...
-Tell it! I shout, exited.
-It's called... truth or dare.

I guess you know what the title of the next chapter will be...
Goodbye!