Keeper Of The Lost Cities One Shots

Sophie and Keefe

"Keefe what are you doing? Why do I need to dress up? And why red?"

"We are just going to Mysterium."

"Mysterium? Are we going to Slurps n' Burps?!" Sophie asked excitedly.

"No, but we are going to get... something."

"Something?" Sophie asked mysteriously.

"Hurry up. We leave in five. Meet me at the leapmaster."

Sophie searched for a reason not to go. She couldn't find one. "Wait, what about Fitz."

"What about Fitz?" Keefe asked.

"Shouldn't uh he come?"

"Nope. Just me and the Foster."

Sophie hated the nickname, but had gotten used to it. "Fine fine."

She rushed to her room, on the third floor and trampled the flowered carpet. "What to wear what to wear??" Sophie mumbled to herself. When did I start caring? Sophie thought to herself.

"You look like a mess!" Vertina, her holographic mirror said in her snotty tone.

"Thanks Vertina, that's totally what I needed."

--- two days later

"Sophie... Sophie... soooooophie!!"

Sophie grumbled from her bed. "What do you want?"

"You... ," Keefe said quietly, "I mean we need to go to Atlantis."

"Whyyy?" Sophie whined. "I need a break. You took me to Mysterium to by a bracelet yesterday, and to Eternalia for a nice lunch the day before."

"And?" Keefe said impatiently.

"Keeeefe... leave me alone for a day. I'm tired of dressing up. Is that normal? Or am I nuts."

"You're nuts, but that's why I like you." Keefe grumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Sophie said loudly, repeating herself a second time for effect.

"Nothing."

"Mhm, sure. I'm waiting for the truth. I don't have to be an empath to know you're hiding something."

"Ummm what?!" Fake surprise leaking from his frigid words.

"What did you say?" Sophie was getting concerned. He never did this, what was going on.

"I-I- I... Sophie." Keefe said slowly and nervously, "I like you."

Sophie gasped. "That's a good thing then. Because I like you too Keefe Sencen."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his grasp. The space between their face gradually decreased until there was no space; a kiss. They're foreheads rested on eachother.
"I love you..."