The Bunker

fate is great at matchmaking.

For the first time ever in my life, I looked up from an exam paper, and I thought to myself, "I absolutely nailed this"

Granted the questions had been about druids, dark magic and  Celtic history, but hey, you take what you get.

Unfortunately, my happiness was short lived, because when everyone was dismissed, we were asked to stay behind. Professor Naves wanted to have a few words with us.

Needless to say that we had a few words we had to say to her ourselves.

The three of us shot each other worried glances and waited for the classroom to clear up before we got up and made our way to her desk.

"You really shouldn't have missed so many classes, you wouldn't have had to go through the bunker at all" was the first things she said. Wait what? Who was this woman? 

"Ummm...I'm sorry Professor Naves, but who are you exactly?" Quinn asked squinting at her,as if that that would change anything.

Professor Naves, smiled at us, her hazel eyes twinkling brightly. I'd never actually noticed how strange she looked. Cappuccino colored skin, hazel eyes that were rimmed by stylish tortoise shell glasses, and perhaps the most shocking thing, a curly silver gray mess she liked to put in a weird bun on top of her head.

I had always assumed she was very old, I mean you can't blame me really with that hair, but looking at her up close, I noticed that her skin was flawless and didn't have a single wrinkle. She looked as ageless as the Warrior Queen. In fact, she was quite beautiful.

I might have zoned out while staring at her, and of course she caught me staring. She fixed her eyes on me and they flashed a warm pink, then she smiled a perfect smile. All pearly white, straight teeth.

Oh goodness.

My stomach did a double take, and I flushed a horrible shade of ketchup. I immediately looked down and focused on a dirty spot on the carpeted floor.

"Well, I am known as the Wise Queen. Or more commonly in history as the Queen of Sheba. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Master of Light. " she replied inclining her head slightly at Quinn.

I think at that point my jaw literally dropped open and Quinn quite possibly choked on his own spit.

Amy looked entirely un-phased. In fact she'd really been taking this whole thing rather well since she had discovered that she was an actual queen. Albeit a fairy one, but still.

Speaking of which, there were a lot of queens, who should have been long dead or not even existent, showing up out of nowhere all of a sudden. It was rather unsettling.

"We are pleased to make your acquaintance as well, your highness," Amy replied doing a small curtsy and looking like she had actually been practicing it.

I looked on in disbelief, then shook my head vigorously and cleared my throat awkwardly.

"Yes...yes...ummm...professor your highness...I mean..Q...Queen of... Sheba" I blundered.

Oh my goodness. The shame. I wanted to sink into the floor right in that moment.

Professor Naves, or rather, the Queen of Sheba, looked at me with what looked like a knowing smirk and her eyes flashed that same pink from earlier. She curtsied in reply.

I could literally feel Amy rolling her eyes at me.

Quinn was still wide eyed, but managed to mumble something inaudible and incline his head at her.

The Wise Queen laughed out loud at this. "You're all so....inconsequential looking, but history has proven that it's always the insignificant type that make for the best superheroes."