"ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ"

NEVEAH WALKED BESIDES Daphne and Jar Jar as the six companions finally entered what they called a city, even if it looked too damaged to be considered one. The streets were full of citizens minding their own business, allowing the group to go unnoticed.

"Moisture farms, for the most part. Some indigenous tribes scavengers. The few space sports like this one are havens for those that don't wish to be found." Qui-Gon said, observing the surroundings.

"Like us." Padme continued, reminding everyone that they needed to remain unrecognized.

Jar Jar was in a constant state of panic. "Dissen berry berry bad. Oh! Icky icky goo!" Jar Jar said once something touched his foot.

"Try to keep it together, Jar Jar. We are trying to pass unnoticed." Neveah told the creature, as she stopped to wait for him. R2-D2 whistled along, agreeing with the redhead.

"Come on! Keep up, Jar Jar." Daphne turned and said once she realized her daughter wasn't next to her anymore because she was waiting for the Gungan.

Qui-Gon looked around through the little plaza surrounded by several junk spaceship dealers, and spotted a little junk shop that wasn't crowded, and said "We'll try one of the smaller dealers."

A bell rang as they opened the door and a pudgy blue alien who flew on short little wings like a hummingbird came up to them, speaking an odd language that none of them understood.

"I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian." Qui-Gon said, cutting off his meaningless and unrecognizable words.

"Yes! Nubian. We have lots of that." the creature said, sounding excited. He then turned and started yelling in his language again, but what confused Neve was that there wasn't anyone in the room for him to yell at.

"My droid has a readout of what I need." the Jedi added before a very dirty and dressed in rags little boy came running into the room to the Hutt, who started yelling again. They were both talking in that bizarre language until the little boy sat on the counter as the creature turned back to Qui-Gon.

"So, let me take thee out back, huh? You'll find what you need." he continued before leading the way to the back.

Daphne stepped forward after telling her daughter "Stay here. It won't be long."

"And don't touch anything!" Qui-Gon added once he saw how Jar Jar picked up a gizmo, trying to figure out its purpose. The man took the part out of his hand and placed it back, stopping him from ruining something from the shop. The Gungan stuck out his tongue at the master as he left.

The two Jedi went after the Hutt with R2-D2 behind them, leaving the three kids and the Gungan alone in the shop.

Jar Jar immediately went to look at some machines, so Padme went after him to make sure he didn't break anything. The little boy was sitting on the counter, pretending to clean a part when, in fact, he was staring shyly at Neve.

But the redhead didn't even notice, because she was looking everywhere, amazed at how complex those droids were, until she heard a voice say "Are you an angel?"

"I'm sorry, what?" she immediately turned to him and replied once she realized that the little boy was talking to her.

"An angel. I heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They live on the moons of Iego, I think. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe. They are good and kind, and so pretty they make even the most hardened spice pirate cry." he explained, leaving a smile on the girl's face.

"I don't think that's a real thing... I've never heard of angels." she said, amused by the dirty blonde's assumptions about her.

"You must be one...maybe you just don't know it." he spoke, making Neve let out a soft chuckle that brightened the boy's face in a second. "That's what I've heard from all the traders and star pilots who come through here. I'm a pilot, you know, and someday, I'm gonna fly away from this place." he continued, very proud of himself.

"You're a pilot? So young?" she asked, believing he was about her age, which was weirdly young for a pilot.

"I'm nine years old. How old are you?"

"I'm ten." she responded firmly.

"Only one year older than me. Great." he said as he continued cleaning the machine from his hands.

After a moment of silence, the girl found herself controlled by her curiosity and asked, "So, how long have you been here?"

"Since I was very little. Three, I think. My mom and I were sold to Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us betting on the Podraces." the blonde explained.

Padme, who heard the conversation unintentionally, found herself jumping into the conversation by asking "You're a slave?"

The boy turned to her and said, looking at Padme defiantly, "I'm a person, and my name is Anakin.", making both girls feel bad for him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. It's just that I'm trying to understand this place. It's very strange to me." Padme explained.

The boy maintained his irritated expression as he studied her. "You are a strange girl to me."

In the seconds that the brunette took her eyes off of Jar Jar, he pushed the nose on what appeared to be a little droid, and it instantly came to life, it grew legs and arms, and started marching around, knocking over everything.

"Wheres yousa goin?" the Gungan screamed, trying to catch the droid, but it was moving too fast and he didn't know how to turn it off. The two girls started laughing at Jar Jar as he was falling and failing to capture it. When he finally caught it, he shouted "I got ya!"

Seeing he is in desperate need of help, Anakin told him "Hey! Hit the nose!", so Jar Jar hit the nose, and the droid finally collapsed back into its original state and was lying on the floor. Neveah and Padme smiled out of amusement at their companion's little incident as Anakin watched Neve intently.

___

Meanwhile, Daphne and Qui-Gon were walking through Watto's junk yard that was behind his shop. Daphne would call every single thing there junk, but, apparently, those things were actually functionable machines. Watto read a small portable monitor he was holding in order to find what they were looking for, until he finally stood before a hyperdrive.

"A T-14 hyperdrive generator. Thee are in luck. I'm the only one hereabouts who has one. But thee might as well buy a new ship. It would be cheaper, huh?" the Hutt said, followed by a creepy laugh that he kept making.

"Saying of which," he continued, getting closer to the two Jedi "how's thee gonna pay for all this, huh?"

"We have 20.000 Republic dataries." Qui-Gon replied.

"Republic credits? They are no good out here. I need something more real."

"We don't have anything else." Daphne explained, but the creature didn't seem to care.

"I'm sure credits will do fine." Qui-Gon said, waving his hand at the Hutt and using his mind manipulation.

"No, they won't." he replied, annoyed at how the two didn't understand the first time.

His response surprised both of them, since they expected him to obey. "Credits will do fine." the Jedi Master repeated, using his mind power as he waved his hand again.

"No, they won't!" the creature yelled. "What, you think you're some kind of Jedi, waving your hand around like that? I'm a Toudarian. Mind tricks don't work on me. Only money. No money, no parts, no deal." he said, making his point very clear.

Daphne turned to Qui-Gon to see what he planned to do next, but he just stood there, frowning.

"And no one else has a T-14 hyperdrive, I can promise you that." he added, making the Jedi Master smile sarcastically, before they both turned to leave.

"I see you've lost your charm." Daphne joked as they made their way back inside.

Neveah was still talking to Anakin about his life on this planet, both being oblivious, as Padme was looking around and Jar Jar was being his usual, clumsy self. The Gungan pulled a part out of a stack of parts to inspect it, and they all came tumbling down. He struggled to catch them, only to knock more down.

"I wouldn't have lasted long anyways if I wasn't so good at building things." the dirty blonde said before all three kids turned to see Jar Jar juggle and then fall.

At that moment, Qui-Gon and Daphne walked in followed by R2, the Jedi's looking a little upset. Well, him more than her.

"We're leaving! Jar Jar!" the man said, catching the creature's attention and making him stand up quickly.

"Come on, sweetie." Daphne said, waiting for the girl as Padme followed the Jedi Master outside.

Neveah made her way next to her mother, but before leaving the shop, she quickly turned back to the blonde and said with a sweet smile, "I'm glad to have met you, Anakin."

"I was glad to meet you, too." he yelled so she could hear him as she was exiting the shop, looking sad as he watched her leave.

___

The group had found a quiet spot between two buildings, not wanting to stay on the busy streets that were filled with dangerous looking creatures. The Jedi Master contacted Obi-Wan to see if there was anything valuable on the Naboo craft. "And you're sure there's nothing left on board?" he asked his padawan through the com-link.

"A few containers of supplies. The Queen's wardrobe, maybe, but not enough for you to barter with, not in the amount you're talking about." Obi-Wan's voice was heard by all of them.

"All right. I'm sure another solution will present itself. I'll check back later." the Jedi Master said, ending the call. The man placed his com-link away and back into the main street when Jar Jar grabbed his arm.

"Noah gain. Noah gain!" Jar Jar stopped him. "Da beings hereabouts, cawazy! Wesa be wobbed un cruched!" he continued, nervously. He was definitely scared, anyone could see that.

"Yeah, I'm sure everyone will be hunting us for all the valuable things we have." Neveah said sarcastically, making the man nod.

"Exactly. We have nothing of value. That's our real problem." Qui-Gon said, before continuing to walk through the crowd. Neveah, Daphne, Padme, Jar Jar, and R2 follow him into the street.

They walked by an outdoor cafe filled with a rough gang of aliens. Jar Jar stopped for a moment in front of a stall selling dead frogs hanging on a wire that caught his eye. He glanced around to see if anyone was looking, then stacked out his tongue to get hold of one, pulling it into his mouth. Unfortunately, the frog was tied tightly to the wire, not allowing him to steal it. The vendor suddenly appeared.

"Hey, that will be seven truguts!" he shouted, angrily. At the sound of his frightening voice, Jar Jar immediately opened his mouth, trying to look like he didn't do anything. He spat the frog and it landed in an alien's soup, splashing him.

That was when Neveah noticed Jar Jar was missing and turned to see him moving away from the vendor, embarrassed, when a spider-like creature jumped up on the table and grabbed the hapless Gungan, shouting "Chuba!" (You!)

Jar Jar looked around, surprised, not knowing why the creature was angry at him for, "Who, mesa?"

"Ni chuba na?" (Is this yours?) the alien spoke in Huttese, holding the frog up to the Gungan threateningly before shoving him to the ground. The Gungan desperately tried to scramble to safety, but in vain.

That was when Neveah hurried to her companion and the alien, followed by R2, who was beeping loudly, letting her know what a bad idea that was. "Let him go! He's not worth the trouble."

"Stay nenoleeya of this, little girl, if chuba hagwa naga tah be next!" (Stay out of this, little girl, if you don't want to be next!) the Dug spoke, tightening his grip on Jar Jar, an action that let Neve know he had no intention in listening to what she just said.

"Why mesa always da one...?" the Gungan thought out loud.

"Because you're afraid." Neveah turned to see Anakin pushing his way through some creatures, coming right next to her. The boy stood up to Sebulba in a very self-assured way. "Chess ko, Sebulba...Coo wolpa tooney rana." (Careful, Sebulba...These two are very connected.)

At the sound of his words, Sebulba stopped his assault on Jar Jar and turned to face the little boy. "Tooney rana nu pratta dunko, shag." (Connected? What do you mean, slave?)

"Oh da Hutt...cha porko ootman geesa. Um cheekta? She's wompa of those creatures gee do pretty face da will make u regret lying do eyes on cheekta. Me teesa rodda co pana pee choppa chawa." (As in Hutt... big time outlander, this one. And her? She's one of those creatures with a pretty face that will make you regret lying your eyes on her. I'd hate to see you diced before we race again.) the blonde spoke in Huttese, leaving a confused expression on Neve's face, since she couldn't understand a word they were saying.

"Neek me chowa, wermo, mo killee ma klounkee. Una notu wo shag, me wompity du pom pom." (Next time we race, wermo, it will be the end of you! If you weren't a slave, I'd squash you right now.) Sebulba said before turning away and finally leaving.

"Eh, chee bana do mullee ra." (Yeah, it'd be a pity if you had to pay for me.) Anakin shouted after him, earning a strange noise as an annoyed response from the Dug.

Daphne was the first one to notice the two's absence, so she looked around, getting more concerned by the second, until she finally spotted her daughter through the crowd gathered around Jar Jar. "Wait!" she shouted, catching Qui-Gon and Padme's attention.

The mother hurried to Neveah, followed shortly by the other two companions, but when they got to them, the Dug was already gone.

"Are you okay?" Daphne asked her daughter, worried.

The girl nodded. "Luckily, Anakin came to the rescue." she said, turning to the blonde boy beside her with a thankful smile.

"My pleasure." Anakin said, returning the smile and not taking his eyes off of her.

"What happened?" Qui-Gon asked Jar Jar in a firm tone, but the only response he got from him was a shake of the head.

"Your buddy here was about to be turned into orange goo. He picked a fight with a Dug, an especially dangerous Dug called Sebulba." Ani explained, looking up at the Jedi Master.

The Gungan, who was now receiving judgy looks, defended himself "Mesa hated crutches. Das da las ting mesa want."

"Nevertheless, the boy is right. You were heading into trouble." Qui-Gon said, turning his gaze onto Anakin. "Thank you, my young friend."

They all continued their way, leaving Jar Jar muttering "But... But... But mesa doen nutten."

Anakin came after them, walking beside Neve. "Hey, I didn't get to ask before. What's your name?" he asked the redhead.

"Neveah Starling. But you can just call me Neve." she spoke, as Anakin raised his hand.

"Anakin Skywalker, but you can call me Ani." he added as the two shook hands, making their meeting official.

___

Anakin and the group stopped at a fruit stand run by a jolly, but very poor, old lady named Jira. "How are you feeling today, Jira?" Ani asked her with a concerned expression.

The woman sighed heavily before answering, "The heat's never been kind to me, you know, Annie..."

"Guess what?" the boy spoke with an excited smile as he remembered the good news he had for her. "I've found that cooling unit I've been searching for. It's pretty beat up, but I'll have it fixed up for you in no time, I promise."

Jira's expression softened after hearing the kind words spoken by the blonde. "You're a fine boy, Annie."

Neve couldn't help but overhear their conversation and, upon hearing how sweet and generous the boy was, she didn't even realize when her lips curled up into a soft smile as she was staring admiringly at him.

"I'll take four pallies today." Anakin told the old lady before meeting the redhead's eyes. "You'll like these..." he smiled upon seeing how the girl looked at him.

He then reached in his pocket and took out three coins, but he unintentionally dropped one. The little thing rolled away to Daphne's foot, so she picked it up, but ultimately revealed her lightsaber for a moment.

Anakin looked at the mother curiously before turning his gaze at Neve, scanning the girl carefully for a few seconds. "Whoops, I thought I had more..." he turned his attention back to Jira, "Make that three, I'm not hungry."

He then handed two of them to the Jedi Master. "Here, you'll like these pallies. Here!" Ani said, getting the man's attention.

Neveah noticed that when Qui-Gon took the pallies and placed them in his pocket, he revealed his lightsaber for a moment, unintentionally allowing Anakin to see it, but she didn't say anything, since neither did he.

Suddenly the wind started to pick up. "Oh, my bones are aching." the old woman said. "Storm's coming up, Ani. You better get home quick." she continued, receiving a nod from the kid.

He then turned back to Neve and the others and asked "Do you have shelter?"

"We'll head back to our ship." Qui-Gon responded, looking behind him.

"Is it far?"

"It's on the outskirts." Neveah said as they began walking away from the stand.

"You'll never reach the outskirts in time. Sand storms are very, very dangerous. Come on, I'll take you to my place!" the blonde boy said and then started leading them through the windy streets.

Soon after, the sand storm arrived in Mos Espa and they were all surrounded by dust. Neve felt like she was about to be taken by the wind at how strong it was, but Anakin, who was used to these storms, saw her struggle and held out his hand for her to grab onto, and she did.

He guided the group until they finally reached a slave hove. Ani was the first one to step inside the small living space, followed shortly by Neve and the others. "Mom! Mom, I'm home!" he shouted.

"Oh. Dissen cozy." Jar Jar said as a woman approached them, looking surprised. Not that Neve could blame her, not every day you see your house full of strangers.

"Annie, what is this?" she spoke, looking at each and every one of the intruders.

"These are my friends, Mom." Anakin explained, gazing back at the large group behind him. Jar Jar and Neveah both said "Hello!" with a shy smile.

The Jedi Master stepped forward and introduced himself and his companions, "I'm Qui-Gon Jinn. This is Daphne, Jar Jar, Padme and Neveah."

"And this is our droid, R2-D2." the redhead added after the little machine let out a few beeps so they could acknowledge him.

"We're so sorry for coming unannounced like this." Daphne spoke up, giving the mother a sympathetic look, "Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter."

"I'm building a droid. You wanna see?" Anakin said, not paying attention to the adults' conversation. "Come on. I'll show you 3PO."

He then grabbed Neve by the hand and led her into the other room. R2-D2 followed them, beeping all the way.

After watching the two kids disappear through the halls, Qui-Gon took five small capsules from his utility belt and handed them to Shmi. "We have enough food for a meal."

"Oh, thank you. Thank you so much!" she smiled gratefully as she took the gift. "I'm sorry if I was abrupt. I guess I'm just not used to Anakin's surprises, yet..."

Daphne let out a soft chuckle before saying, "I'm never gonna get used to her surprises..."

The brunette woman laughed upon hearing the mother's truthful joke as Qui-Gon smiled before telling Shmi, "He's a very special boy."

The next moment, she looked down and let out a sigh, as if he'd discovered a secret. "Yes, I know..."

The way Shmi responded left Daphne confused. She felt like something was off, but despite how much she tried to understand, nothing came to mind, leaving her with the question in her head.

Meanwhile, Anakin took Neveah to his bedroom, where an unfinished machine was lying on his workbench, covered with a blanket. "Isn't he great? He's not finished yet." he said, showing her his work.

"He's amazing. Did you really build this? From scratch?" she asked, admiring his work.

"Yes. He's a protocol droid to help Mom. Watch." the boy said before pushing a switch that made the droid sit up.

"Uh, where is everybody?" the machine asked. He was missing an eye, so Anakin rushed around, grabbed an eye and placed it in one of the sockets.

"Oh, hello! I am C3PO, Human Cyborg Relations. How might I serve you?" he spoke loud and clear, just like a normal human being, except for his robotic voice.

Neveah couldn't believe how great the droid was built by the 9-year-old before her. "He's perfect." she said, very impressed.

"Really?" he asked, touched by the girl's words. "When the storm is over, I'll show you my racer. I'm building a Podracer." Anakin added, surprising the redhead with his skills once again.

"You really have a gift, Ani." Neve said right before R2 let out a flurry of beeps and whistles that caught both kids' attention.

"I beg your pardon...what do you mean I'm naked?" 3PO asked, offended.

R2-D2 beeped once again, making the droid look down and notice how his body had no outer coverings. "My parts are showing? Oh, my goodness. How embarrassing!"

Neveah placed a hand over her mouth as she started giggling. At the sound of her innocent laugh, the blonde boy couldn't help but be enchanted by the beautiful young girl he had just met.

___

Anakin's mother prepared food for everyone as they were all seated at the table. Neveah was staying between her mother and Padme, and right in front of her was Anakin.

"All slaves have a transmitter placed inside their bodies somewhere." Shmi explained.

"I've been working on a scanner to try and locate mine." the young boy said as his mother sat down.

"Any attempt to escape..." she started, but she was interrupted by Ani, who said "And they blow you up! Boom!", and then hit the table with his fist, leaving everyone at the table horrified.

"How wude!" Jar Jar commented at the sound of that.

"I can't believe there's still slavery in the galaxy." Padme said, clearly upset about all that information. "The Republic's antislavery laws..."

"Well, the Republic doesn't reach these parts of the galaxy." Daphne enlightened her and Shmi nodded in agreement.

"We must survive on our own." she explained before Jar Jar used his tongue to take a fruit from the table, catching everyone's attention.

"Xcuse me." he apologized as Qui-Gon gave him a mad look.

After a moment of silence, Anakin asked, wanting to end the quietness, "Has anyone ever seen a Podrace?". He looked at the girl, but she just shook her head.

"They have Podracing on Malastare. Very fast, very dangerous." Qui-Gon looked at Anakin as he took a bite of his fruit.

"I'm the only human who can do it." the boy said, proudly.

Daphne was surprised to hear that, since you needed very fast reflexes, never seen in an ordinary human. She looked at Qui-Gon, who was thinking the same thing, because after breaking the eye contact, he said "You must have Jedi reflexes if you race pods."

Suddenly, Jar Jar attempted to snare another fruit with his tongue, but Qui-Gon, in a flash, grabbed it between his thumb and forefinger, making him startle. "Don't do that again." he told him in a serious tone, before letting go of the tongue, allowing it to snap back into the Gungan's mouth.

The Gungan let out a series of silly mumblings that made Neve want to laugh, but she held it in. When she turned to Padme, who had the same reaction as her, and their amused expressions met, they couldn't hold their laughter anymore. The two finally released it while covering their mouths with their hands, an attempt to hide it, but with no use.

"Sorry..." the girls said once they calmed down and saw everyone's eyes on them.

Once the silence filled the room again, Anakin, who already saw Qui-Gon's lightsaber and realized he was a Jedi, asked him "You're a Jedi knight, aren't you?"

All eyes went on Qui-Gon, who exchanged looks with Daphne. "What made you think that?" the man asked him.

"I saw your laser sword. Only Jedi carry that kind of weapon." the boy explained, sure of his intuition.

"Lightsaber." Neveah spoke without thinking, making all eyes turn to her. Daphne frowned her eyes at her daughter as Anakin sent her a confused look, wondering how she knew that.

"It's called a lightsaber... not a laser sword." she added, trying to seem like she wasn't hiding anything.

"Perhaps I killed a Jedi and took it from him." Qui-Gon brought the attention back to him.

"I don't think so. No one can kill a Jedi." the boy replied, making the master smile.

"I wish that were so..."

"I had a dream I was a Jedi. I came back and freed all the slaves." Anakin remembered. He stopped for a second and then asked, hopefully, "Have you come to free us?"

That made Neveah's heart break instantly. The hope in Ani's voice was so genuine, she felt bad that she could not do anything to help him.

"I'm afraid not." the man said, sadly.

"I think you have. Why else would you be here?" the boy said, looking around the table and stopping at the sight of Neve, who was filled with regret. The boy probably read her expression, because he lowered his head out of disappointment.

Realizing how smart the boy was, Daphne spoke up, ignoring Qui-Gon's negative expression. "I can see there's no fooling you, Anakin. We're on our way to Coruscant, the central system in the Republic on a very important mission."

"How did you end up out here in the Outer Rim?" the boy asked, confused.

"Our ship was damaged and we're stranded here until we can repair it."  Neveah jumped into the conversation. She wanted to ask for his and Shmi's help, but she didn't think they could offer them the piece they needed.

"I can help! I can fix anything." the boy said, thrilled he could do something to be useful.

"I believe you can... but first we must acquire the parts we need." Qui-Gon cut his enthusiasm with the unfortunate truth.

"Wit no-nutten mula to trade." Jar Jar added.

They all fell into their thoughts, trying to figure out a way to solve the situation. "These junk dealers must have a weakness of some kind..." Padme began saying.

"Gambling. Everything here revolves around betting on those awful races." Shmi explained, presuming that may help them.

"Podracing. Greed can be a powerful ally." Qui-Gon spoke, thinking about how they could use it to their advantage.

"It might be a powerful ally, but we can't use it. We have nothing to bet with." Daphne reminded the man. A disappointed look formed on Neveah's face as she realized they had no way off that planet.

Suddenly,  an idea hit the blonde boy. "I built a racer. It's the fastest ever. There's a big race tomorrow on Boonta Eve. You could enter my pod..."

"Anakin! Wotto won't let you..." his mother cut him off, not liking where his plan was going.

"Wotto doesn't know I've built it. You could make him think it was yours and get him to let me pilot it for you." the boy insisted.

"I don't want you to race. It's awful. I die every time Wotto makes you do it." Shmi admitted, leaning closer to her boy.

"But, Mom, I love it... and the prize money would more than pay for the parts they need."

"Anakin..." Shmi spoke, still hesitant.

"Your mother's right." Qui-Gon intervened, not wanting to go against the woman's wishes. "Is there anyone friendly to the Republic who can help us?"

"No." she admitted, knowing that no one else would be willing to help their cause.

Anakin turned to the redhead in front of him and saw the disappointed look on her face. "Mom, you say the biggest problem in the universe is nobody helps each other." he said, still trying to convince his mother to allow him to help the group.

Seeing the mother's concerned expression, Neveah realized how much they were asking her to risk, so she let go of the hope this plan brought her. "I'm sure Qui-Gon doesn't want to put your son in danger. We'll find some other way." she said, but the mother shook her head.

"No. There is no other way." she said, still unsure about the decision she just made. "I may not like it, but he can help you. He was meant to help you..."

Anakin turned excitedly at Neveah, who had a genuine smile after hearing the new, both of them looking at each other happily.

At that moment, Daphne took a deep breath when a terrible thought accrued her. Seeing the obvious connection between the two kids as Shmi's words echoed through her mind, she was struck with the realization she dreaded the most. Her worst nightmare came upon her, and, most importantly, her daughter.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Omg, I just love Ani and Neve's relationship already, they are so cute. The way they became friends in like two second, it's absolutely adorable. They're definitely made for each other♡. Too bad somebody will ruin them. And, unfortunately, I'll have to write about that somebody very soon, something I can't say I'm excited about.
Anyway, be ready for the next chapter, because I've already started writing it (I'm just a little obsessed with this fanfic).
Don't forget to vote and comment;)

~elenaswanwp