Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-47.200.194.236-20191108221935/@comment-47.200.194.236-20191115232901

Chapter 3: panakes pancakes, I’m here for them At that exact moment a newly woken Keefe stepped into the room. “Hey guys how long was I out? And you know what I just thought of? Panakes Pancakes! They are healing AND they have the heavenly god... Maple syrup in them!” Sophie stared at him. “Are you serious?” Keefe smirked. “Yup, I was just talking to Flori about them.” Sophie grained and immediately facepalmed.

“No I meant are YOU serious! Like, I can’t imagine you just waking up from a freaky Neverseen visit and suddenly announce this random fact out of nowhere.” She could tell that he was NOT OKAY, as Silveny had been putting it for the last few nights. There were dark circles under his eyes that rivaled Edalines And his form was sagging. This was Keefe Sencen, and he always stood tall and ready to make another joke about Fitzphie or annoying Alicorns. This was different, he had changed. She looked him in the eyes and realized that they were different. More of a dark blue then an icy blue. She suddenly remembered the discovery she had made and turned back to the Forklenator. He was still out cold.

She turned back to Keefe. “I think I may have figured it out. Along with more confusing stuff that we can put aside for now.” Keefe grinned. “Confusing stuff is what I’m made of Foster, let’s do it!” She took a deep breath. “I’m hitting you with the new news first. Do you think that Mr.Forkle ever had a... daughter and is there maybe another Moonlark out there. Because in what I learned, they are both real, and hanging out in Exile right now!” Keefe looked at her inquisitively. “Then why don’t you just find us a nice cliff, and we’ll be there in a jiffy?” Sophie laughed. That was more like it.