random oneshot i wrote for l/a class

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Biana, 2022

I lay in Elwin's office. Keefe had just come out of his coma after eight years.

"Where is he? Where's he at? I need to see him!" Sophie exclaimed.

"Sophie, honey, calm down. Elwin's just running some tests," I murmured, hugging my friend softly to keep her from barging in on a barely conscious 22-year old and a distressed physician.

"Biana, please let her go," my brother sighed.

"You can't tell me what to do. She's about to fall asleep. I'm just trying to keep her from getting a concussion," I explained. "Do you want to go to Starbucks to wake you up?" I asked the blonde. She nodded.

"Take the twins with you. They're really upset. Tam especially."

As we got in my car, I took off my hoodie. When I gave it to Tam, he didn't even protest.

"Okay, what do y'all want?"

A chorus of, "Hot Chocolate, please," went up.

When we got back, Fitz and Dex were cuddled up on the couch.

Keefe had four broken bones, a major concussion, and general mental trauma.

A few weeks later, Keefe was returned home. Lord Cassius was kicked out by Elwin and Sophie.

"I raised him!" Cassius huffed indignantly.

"You messed up a perfectly good child is what you did! Look at it! It's got anxiety!" Sophie complained.

Over the next few days, Sophie and Elwin helped Keefe get back to normal.

By the end of the month, Keefe was completely physically recovered.

We were all staying over at Fitz and Dex's house for the night.

"We have an announcement!" Sophie yelped, jumping up and grabbing Keefe's hand.

"We're dating!" Keefe muttered, just loud enough for us to hear.

"Dinner time!" Fitz exclaimed, wearing a cooking apron and placing his hands on Dex's shoulders.

Tam sat in my lap as we ate, like a child.

"How are you doing, Keefe?" Dex asked, his legs draped over Fitz's lap.

"Much better, thanks to Sophie and Elwin."

Just then, Mr. Forkle called. Linh tied her long dark hair back, the silver tips brushing my skin.

"What's up Fork Dude?" I asked, earning a few weird looks from Keefe and Tam, both of which were wearing hoodies that did not belong to them, and rather, belonged to me.

"Get in the basement, Vespera's back."