Taming The Family

15. Newsies

[AN: The person above is Ethan and this is like...... About a week later and Sofia and Levi have been staying in NY with Tori and Steve. And just so everyone is clear on the ages, Ethan is 16 almost 17, the twins are 20, and Dylan is 21! Questions? :D]

Sofia's P.O.V.

I wolfed down the soft food like my life depended on it. The syrup mixed with the cake texture and made my taste buds dance. I let out a moan and licked my lips of the sugary sauce. "No matter what my parents say, you make the best pancakes!"

My aunt smirked and pride danced in her eyes. "Of course they are, I made them!" She continued to flip the pancakes while I devoured them. I set down my fork for a moment so I could wrap my grey sweater tighter around my body.

"Thank you again for letting us stay here!" I spoke through mushy food. Tori rolled her eyes and set the timer for the food to cook. "Of course, how are you doing with everything?"

I let out a dramatic gasp. "Aunt T asking about feelings?! I'm impressed!" She sent me a playful glare and leaned against the counter. "I know, it's gross and I'm losing patience."

I forced a smile and began to play with what was left of my food. "Okay, just worried about my parents... Please don't tell my brother I said that, he'd never let me live it down!" Tori's iconic smirk returned. Even though she had gotten older she never lost her sarcastic, confident spirit. 

"I see I'm not the only one who doesn't like feelings." I shrugged and avoided my aunt's blue eyes. 

"Do I smell pancakes?" My brothers voice called from the hall. I spun around on my stool and saw him walking into the kitchen. A grin found his lips and he scurried over to the plate next to me. 

Before he could touch the mountain of pancakes I slapped his hand. I allowed my skin to turn blue and sent him a glare with one striking red eye. "I'm sorry, do these pancakes have your name on them? Because last time I checked, they were all mine!"

My brother pouted as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Aunt T, Sofia won't share with me!"

"Sofia, give your brother some food." Tori instructed, finishing the pancakes across the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly served him his portion. "There you go, crybaby."

"Jerk." He muttered, dumping syrup on his plate. "Numbskull." I fought back. "Flinkelberry!!" He yelled, standing on his tip toes. 

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Flinkelberry?" Levi shrunk back into his stool. "I don't know, I made it up!...." I scoffed with a shake of the head and went back to my food. 

We both finished our share of pancakes and then helped Tori clean up her kitchen. Once it was all done I pulled to black hair out of my face and took a seat on the couch. 

Tori dusted her hands on her jeans and stopped in front of me. "Have you told him yet?" My green eyes widened and I opened my mouth with a grin. "Uhh, not exactly." My aunt crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. "You should tell him. I'm waiting for my little Dofia ship to sail."

I scrunched up my nose in disgust. "Dofia?" Tori shrugged lazily. "It was either that or Sylan, you chose!" I chuckled and nodded my head. "Dofie. Cause I'm also called Sofie." Tori nodded in approval.

I crossed my legs beneath me before speaking. "How do you know him anyway? I mean, he seems older than Ethan." Tori let out a huff of air and sat down on the floor.

"He's a family friend. His parents have two sons and the younger one is Ethan's age and when he met Dylan something clicked. So Dylan is older than Ethan, he is actually 21 and he is going to college." I nodded my head and tried my best to follow.