The Outsiders meet elves: A Keeper of the Lost Cities crossover a Sophitz story

Chapter 50 - Biana

"Anyways, we have greasers to welcome!" I said.

"And we are so pulling pranks. We can rig their whole rooms!" Keefe exclaimed.

"No." I said, "Just no." I shook my head.

"Aw, why not?" Keefe whined.

"Because. We're supposed to welcome them, not scare them with your pranks." I said, crossing my arms.

Keefe shrugged. "It won't scare them. It'll just show them what it's like to live in the Lost Cities." He patted his hair. "And what it'll be like to be friends with us."

"Mainly, you." I said, "We're supposed to be nice. And not play pranks. Sophie said no pranks."

"Foster? Nah, she'd want me to prank them." Keefe shrugged. "It's what I do best."

"Keefe, don't sell yourself short." I gently touched his arm. "You're an amazing artist."

Keefe smirked. "I'm not that good. My dad can't see it."

"He's not a good father." I whispered, "Just because he can't see it, doesn't mean your not good. It's way better than what Fitz can do." I smiled slightly. "His penmanship is fine, but he can't even draw a stick figure."

"Yeah, I guess." Keefe muttered. My heart went out to the sad, scared boy that hid behind jokes and humor.

"You'll see." I whispered.

He smirked. "Now, let's get to those pranks."

"No way!" I shouted, "Dex, back me up!"

"Dex!" Keefe shouted, "I'm going to make your hair green!" Dex was really deep in thought.

"Dex, come on, stop dreaming!" I shook him, trying to get him out of his daze.

"Dex!" Keefe shouted, "Dexter Alvin Dizznee! Wake up! Get your brain back in your skull!"

"What?" he asked.

"You blanked out on us." Keefe said, "So, are we going to prank them?"

"No." Dex said firmly. "We should be nice, and welcome them."

"You guys are no fun." Keefe whined, "If Foster was here, she'd let me prank them."

"No she wouldn't." I protested, "Dex, what were you thinking about, that had you so spaced out?"

"My dream last night." he said.

"With a greaser?" Keefe and I said at the same time.

"You too?" We were all speaking at the same time.

"Dex, you go first." I said, trying to understand it.

"Which greaser did you have?" Keefe asked.

"Dallas Winston." Dex said, "He had fire." I gasped, and hugged him. "Not like Brant, or Fintan. He's not a Pyrokinetic."

"Dex, was he cool? Or was he lame, like you?" Keefe asked.

"Lame? Me?" Dex shouted, offended that Keefe would think that.

"Dude, you don't want to prank them. That's lame."

"Boys, settle down." I said, placing one hand on Dex's shoulder, and the other on Keefe's. "What was Dallas like, Dex?"

"Other than the fire, he was fine. A little annoying, but Keefe's just like him." Dex grinned.

"Dude!" Keefe slapped Dex's arm.

"Ow!"

"Dude. Seriously." Keefe said, "Am I really annoying?"

"When Sophie's losing sleep because she's afraid you'll do something reckless. Yes, you're annoying." Dex said.

"Foster loses sleep over me?" Keefe said, "I'm flattered."

"Just like she loses sleep over any of us, if anything happens to us." I said, trying to get them to stop bickering.

"Biana, relax." Keefe said, "Your nerves are so high-strung, I'm surprised you haven't snapped."

"Keefe!" I shouted, glaring at him.

"It's true." He held up his hands in defense.

"What was your dream about?" I asked.

"I just had to get the most boring, least exciting one, Darry. He was so boring. He doesn't like fun." Keefe whined.

"He's the one who dropped out of college, so he could care for his brothers." I said, "It's no wonder he's not as carefree as the others. He had to grow up fast."

"Doesn't mean he has to be such a wimp." Keefe's eyes lit up. "We so need to prank him. Imagine, the one who doesn't like fun, stuck in a prank, made by me."

"No!" Dex and I shouted at the same time, "Sophie said, no pranks!"

"Are you guys secretly Telepaths?" Keefe asked.

"No, we just think alike, because you can't think of anything but pranks." I said.

"I'm hurt." Keefe said, putting his hands on his chest dramatically. "Pranks are fun, but I can think about taking down the Neverseen. And the Hair. Keefe's hair is amazing. So perfect. Much better than Bangs Boy's hair. The silver is awful."

"Stop talking about yourself in the third person!" Dex shouted, exasperated. "It's creepy."

"And annoying." I said, "We should make mallowmelt when they get here."

"And custard bursts." Dex added, "We should give them the best foods."

"What about an aurenflare?" I asked, "That would be cool, but I'm not sure if Sophie would be okay with it."

"We can ask her when they get back." Dex suggested, "We could have an aurenflare the second night, if it won't be too traumatic for her."

"Sounds good." I said, writing it down in my notebook.

A slightly evil glint appeared in Keefe's eyes. "If Foster got Silveny and Greyfell, we could totally do some teleporting. Well, the greasers would be screaming like banshees, and acting like wimps. But we could teleport them to somewhere cool, and have a picnic. Or we could teleport to one of the Forbidden Cities, and have some fun."

"No." I said, "Just no."

"Do you have any idea how we're going to break the news to the Council?" I asked.

"That's where we come in." said Mr. Forkle as he and Wraith walked in. Well, Wraith's clothes floated in.

"We'll introduce them as Moonlarks." Wraith said, "They'll bicker and fight, but ultimately they'll accept the newcomers."

"Ooh! Forklenator! Do they have alicorn DNA?" Keefe asked. Dex and I groaned.

"Keefe!" I said, annoyed that he'd be so inconsiderate of them.

"What? It's a valid question." he said.

"Mr. Sencen, their DNA is alicorn-inspired, but don't tease them about it." Mr. Forkle said, rubbing his temples.

"So does that mean we can prank them?" he asked.

"No!" shouted everyone except for Keefe.

"Aw, you guys are no fun. At all. Like, seriously, no fun." he whined, "Foster would let me."

"Ms. Foster is not part of this. No pranks." Mr. Forkle said sternly.

"I need mallowmelt." Keefe said, before running towards the Leapmaster.

"Please, try to keep him out of trouble." Wraith said.

"It's not easy, but we're trying." I said, "He knows way too many pranks."

"It's good for the stuffy nobles that come to my dad's store." Dex said, "By the way, if you go there, be wary of everything. I don't know the full list of what Keefe pranked."

"Of course." Wraith said, "Thank you for that information."

"No problem." Dex said, smiling.