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August 23 - September 11, 2017
The Councillors had to be pretty concerned if they were willing to rely on Keefe. . . .
Sandor grabbed Keefe’s shoulders, lifting him off the ground. “If I find even one scratch on her—” “Whoa, easy there, Gigantor,” Keefe said, kicking the air, trying to squirm free. “I’m not going to let anything happen to her. But let’s not forget that this is Sophie we’re talking about. Odds are, we’re going to need an Elwin visit.”
Stopping was harder than she’d thought, and she ended up crashing into Keefe, knocking him on top of her. “Y’know, if you’re trying to sweep me off my feet, there are less painful ways,” he told her, laughing as she struggled to stand.
“Careful,” Keefe warned as Sophie took a step closer. “I’m getting some pretty serious I-will-bite-your-hand-off-if-you-touch-me vibes.”
“It’s been hours of ‘Look—I’m invisible. Now I’m not! Now I am!’” Biana rolled her eyes as she reappeared. “Like you were any less annoying with your ‘I can tell you what you’re thinking right now! And now! And now!’” Keefe snorted. “Don’t get so cocky, Mr. ‘I keep laughing and crying at the same time!’” Fitz warned him. “Hey—feeling people’s emotions for the first time is intense,” Keefe argued.
Things are happening, and I need your help. When and where can we meet?
The only thing she could think to sing was a cheesy song her sister used to torment her with: a single verse repeated over and over, about how the song never actually ended.
Did a boy inspire this?” “No!” Sophie said, probably too quickly. “I just . . . wanted to get to know Jolie—and Brant,” she added, pointing to the letters. Grady’s brows crunched together, and he opened his mouth to say something. Then shook his head. “What?” “Nothing. It’s late. We can talk more in the morning.” “Uh, you know I’m imagining a billion terrible things now, right?”
Keefster for the win! 😜
which boy you like best.” “Edaline’s right,” Grady said, scooting his chair closer to them. “Though I’m not sure how I feel about that last one. Especially if it involves that Sencen boy.”
Yasss Keefster!😍😍 i swear if Shannon does not put them together i will petition! 😈😄
UPDATE TWO YES SIR
She rolled her eyes as Sandor sniffed the injury. “If you lick me I’m going to kick you.” “That would be like a kitten kicking a bear.” His smile faded as he took another whiff.
“Wait,” Keefe said, jumping in front of her. “You should ditch with me. I mean, do you really want to suffer through elvin history?” “Miss Foster will be going to her session,” Sandor told him before Sophie could reply. “Aw, come on. You can ditch with us too!” Sandor cracked his knuckles ominously.
She’d barely taken two steps before he spun on his heal, his long silver cloak swishing as he slammed the door in Sandor’s face. “I love how he looks ready to strangle me when I do that,” Master Leto said, laughing to himself as he led her to the other side of the low-ceilinged foyer.
THIS IS JUST A NORMAL day for you, isn’t it?” Keefe asked as they shivered outside the Sanctuary gates, waiting for Councillor Terik to meet them. “Go to school, find out you’re covered in a dangerous substance, melt off a few layers of skin, and then hail your besty the Councillor, tell him you’re ditching study hall to save the world, and he says, ‘Cool, I’ll come with you!’”
Keefe whistled. “I hate to say it, but that actually makes sense. Maybe that’s why Councillor Terik flipped when you told him. It sounded like he peed himself.” “Did it?” a deep voice asked as Councillor Terik glittered
My favorite was that I had a horrible farting disease, and had to stay home to unleash the stink. I’m pretty sure that one was Keefe’s doing.”
She was tempted to ask if they were journeying with a hobbit to reclaim the Lonely Mountain.
“But . . . that’s your chair.” “Thank you for that waste of words. Now sit.”
The only thing she was desperate to do now was pelt Bronte with sparkly alicorn poop.
the day she rescued Iggy, her first flight with Silveny, every time she stared into a pair of beautiful teal eyes . . .
Bronte gasped as the force hit him, but it quickly turned into a laugh. No—a giggle. She’d made Bronte giggle!
Several seconds passed before he turned his tear-stained face to them and said, “We will never speak of this again.”
“You going to knock me out or something, are you?” “If only.”
“You’re cute when you worry, did you know that?” Keefe asked her. Sophie flung a handful of musk-tang at his feet, surrounding him in a cloud of stinky golden dust. He laughed as he coughed. “Oh, it is so on.” He pelted her with a giant handful, and Sophie struck back, nailing him in the shoulder before she took off running. Keefe chased after her, hurling handful after handful as Sophie tried to swerve and duck. She was so busy launching counterattacks that she forgot to pay attention to where she was going. Which was how she ended up crashing into Lady Cadence, seconds before Keefe
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If Jolie was her mother, and Grady and Edaline were her grandparents, did that mean she and Dex were . . . cousins?
carefully tucked away into the I’m not ready to deal with this section
Me on anything not involving horses 😂👏
wondering if Dex was about show up to complete the Let’s Ruin Our Lives Club.
“Yeah, not gonna lie—I almost peed my pants. Did you see his nose?” Keefe curled his fingers in front of his face to mime the gigantic bulbous mass. “He could’ve taken us all out with one sneeze. And his teeth?”
Sandoor
Whoops wrong spelling 'Sandor' fyi
Update: Spelling wrong
Grady, Edaline, Tiergan, Alden, and Sandor all seemed to be competing in some sort of Who Can Glare At Sophie The Longest contest.
“Cool. Party with the Black Swan in three days. Bring your dancing shoes, Foster. And maybe try to look a little less miserable than you do right now, because it’s a serious bummer. Come on, this is good news!”
“I don’t,” Keefe admitted. “But even if it is, remember: Last time we met with them you got your abilities fixed and that Forkle dude gave you some answers.” “And then we almost died,” she reminded him.
Keefe grinned. “Cute and smart. No wonder Dex gave you a ring.” “That’s—I . . .” Sophie hid behind her hair. “You ready?”
😂 She's just like I'm done
“So that’s why it felt like getting stepped on by an ogre.” “Actually, the ogre stomping would’ve been preferable,” Sandor told him.
If Keefe hadn’t said, “Okay, I don’t mean to freak anyone out, but I’m pretty sure that’s a kraken,” Sophie might never have gotten up again.
“Who knew under all those muscles was a ball of marshmallowy sweetness?” Sandor growled at him—but Keefe just laughed. “Squeak all you want. It only makes you more precious.”
y’know? I bet if you sneeze too loud, Bronte will call a Tribunal.”
Keefe sounded horrified at the idea of a long family day. But Sophie was happy for him. Maybe his parents were finally realizing how awesome their son was.
Admit it, Foster—you’ve been checking out the Keefster. And maybe even . . . the keester.” He turned and did some sort of wiggly dance until Sophie tossed a pillow at his head.
Omg i love Keefe! 😍😍 Im gonna name my kid Keefe or horse or anything 😄
“Game faces on, everyone! That goes for you too, grandma. Channel your inner grumpy old lady.”
Sandor raised his cane like he was considering clubbing Keefe over the head with it.
A tiny, less-than-nice part of Sophie wished one of the glaring people would accidentally find one of the effluxers and trigger an epic stink blast—especially when she spotted Marella standing with Stina.
Did Jolie really make a special compartment in her wall, and give Vertina a password, and record the message backward so only someone with a special mirror could read it—and even then, only if they had a tremendous amount of patience—AND THEN NOT GIVE HIS NAME?
And thank you for pushing us to get one more kitten. You were right, we needed an orange one.
