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· • ● • · Here's some Sokeefe fluff, I hope you melt like I did · • ● • ·

Funny story on how I got the idea to write this: About a month ago when I was thinking about creating a one shot book for KOTLC I was trying to come up with some ideas and had like none. So I figured, meh, I'll just leave it to the rest of the fandom to write fan fics, they're way better at it than me anyway. Well, that night I had a dream of this one shot! Granted my dream was only of the middle part of this. So I had to come up with the beginning and the end but anyway I just thought that it was really cool I had that dream.

~Enjoy~ 

Sophie was over at the Vacker's elegant estate, along with Keefe. Biana needed help with baking dozens of sweet Elvin treats for a party she'd be throwing later that afternoon. What she didn't know was Sophie, Keefe, and Fitz did not specialize in baking, or even cooking in general.

Nevertheless, they were gathered around the pristine marble island adding ingredients to the large metal mixing bowl. Or rather, Biana was ordering them to hand her certain ingredients that she'd then measure and mix in.

Sophie had tried taking the measurements and mixing but ended up, somehow, turning the mixture into a puke brown that then resulted in it exploding in her face, also causing quite the mess.

Keefe on the other hand, would easily get distracted, therefore adding the wrong amount of ingredients and making a complete mess.

Fitz, well, he was too much of a perfectionist. If anything was just the tiniest bit off, he'd completely start from scratch. Meaning, if it were up to him, they'd be there for hours just trying to make simple Custard Bursts.

Fitz and Keefe were currently cleaning up Keefe's latest mess. Sophie was next to Biana watching her mix, and doing anything Biana told her to. Sophie really did try her best, but she'd never been great at making any kind of food. And Biana should've known not to ask Keefe for help baking.

"Looks like we're out of flour now, because someone thought it'd be fun to have a snowball fight with flour." Biana pointed a knowing look to Keefe.

"What?" Keefe responded, shrugging innocently. "Have a little fun." He still had a smudge of flour on his nose, causing Sophie to giggle. She had her hand in front of her mouth, blocking her teeth from view. Why was that even funny? Gosh, she was losing it. And all because of some boy. Wow. Get a grip, she told herself.

"Yeah, but the party is in less than an hour and I've barely got any deserts done!" Biana exclaimed. She looked like a nervous wreck. She was moving so fast that she knocked things over as she went, which just added to the already huge mess.

"Hey, Biana it's okay. What do you need me to do right now?" Sophie asked, trying her best to calm Biana down and help out anyway she could.

"Thanks Sophie, you're the best." Biana hugged Sophie. Once she released Sophie from the suffocating clutch she said, "Anyway, we're going to need more flour. There's some spare bags in the storage closet down the hall. They're pretty heavy so maybe one of the boys could come with."

"I'll go!" Keefe volunteered, a little too excited for something so small. "Team Foster-Keefe to the rescue!" he shouted, hooking his arm through Sophie's and pointing his finger down the hall.

Sophie blushed at his actions, against her will.

"Oh! Guys! Make sure the door doesn't close on you, or else you'll be locked-" Sophie didn't hear the rest of Biana's warning since Keefe clearly wasn't listening as he started skipping down the hallway dragging Sophie along with him.