Won't You Shine With Me (Oh Distant Star Of Mine)- Hekster, Kam, Marelliana, Fedex
Act 1. Act 2. Act 3. Act 4. Act 5 (here). Act 6.
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Act 5 to my revue starlight au! Main focus on hekster, not really on other ships, and this will continue for the next part too (also totally irrelevant but i've had constant polycule thoughts since the beginning. i do not confirm anything beyond the main ships but it is a thing that you can maybe sense if you squint really hard)
A short chapter, but it was necessary to end it off where I did (a lot has been working up to here). And the next chapter should be longer than usual since I need to conclude everything. I am so excited to write the next chapter, but it will take a bit to come out (i also need to focus on writing something else)
Warnings: censored swearing
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ACT 5
SCENE 1
Stina woke up to Sophie staring at her.
"'s there something on my face?" Stina mumbled, half asleep. "How do you see in this dark?"
"It's nothing," Sophie replied.
Stina squinted. "You nervous 'bout the revues?"
"I can't not be. Everything rides on what happens next."
"Stop thinking too much, I told you that we'll make it through together," she mumbled, wrapping an arm around her to pull her closer. "I don't need you making me nervous."
"But—"
"Shh. Linh's sleeping."
Sophie closed her mouth.
"Foster?"
"What?"
"Why did you come to Foxfire?" It was something that Stina had to wonder. Why transfer schools? Why here? Why now? "You were surprised to see me, so it's not because of me."
"Well..."
"Did Silveny bring you here for the revues?"
It was the only explanation that Stina could think of. She didn't really understand the point, but Stina couldn't help but feel grateful anyways.
"Yeah," Sophie said.
Stina wasn't sure if it was because she wasn't awake enough yet, or if Sophie sounded a little odd. "Well, I'm glad you're here. So let's go back to sleep."
SCENE 2
"Excuse me?" Stina asked, walking into the mess that was her room.
"It's the final day of the revues," Linh said, "there's maybe two hours left until Silveny starts calling people down."
"That's why we should relax before!" Keefe declared, holding up a wine glass.
Stina narrowed her eyes.
"He's being dramatic," Tam explained. "I've already made sure."
"We're just drinking fruit punch," Dex added.
"We're minors, also I'm not doing the revues while drunk," Fitz chimed in.
"Where did you even get those?" Sophie asked.
Keefe smirked. "Stole them from the teachers. You'd be surprised what stuff teachers have in the staff room, you'd think they'd save the alcohol for at home."
"And nobody's gonna notice they're missing and think the students are illegally drinking alcohol?"
"Nah. It's not like I stole their actual alcohol, glasses are too innocuous."
"Well, alright," Stina said, sitting down beside Sophie.
Keefe pulled out more wine glasses, pouring in punch and giving them each a glass. "To fighting in revues, and not killing each other!"
Stina huffed out a laugh. All nine of them clinked their glasses together. They all made themselves comfortable, casually drinking their punch as they all just hung out in the room. Stina found herself really comfortable, and it wasn't just because Sophie had an arm over her shoulder. It'd been a bit, since she'd relaxed just like this. With the revues, the shining lights, the heart-pounding fights, it was so easy to get caught up on being on stage, fighting against the people she knew.
But here they all were, just sitting on the floor in a bedroom, friends hanging out. Despite everything, despite the tension, despite the fact that they were all competing and many of them had lost to each other at some point of time, there were no hard feelings.
"What's up with this whole revue thing, by the way?" Stina asked. "We compete for the top, but what's the reward? Considering a talking alicorn exists, it'd be weird if it was just for the satisfaction of winning."
Everyone turned to look at her.
Keefe snickered.
"You did join late," Marella murmured.
"You don't know?" Biana asked.
"You jumped on stage mid-revue and you didn't even know what they were for?" Tam asked.
"Stop laughing!" Stina huffed, taking a pencil off her desk and throwing it at Keefe. Then she turned to Sophie, "Tell me."
"Being the 'Top Star' means you can stand on the 'Stage of Destiny', you make your own destiny," Sophie explained.
"Weird," Stina said. "But okay, I guess. We're performing on a living stage that reacts to what we need, an alicorn hosts the revues, so it's not that weird."
"I'm gonna miss having a stage like that," Marella said.
"I totally agree with you, but don't catch Maruca hearing you say something like that," Biana chided, "she's been working hard backstage."
"It's just us in this room that know about the revues, right?"
"Yeah."
"I wonder if the teachers know."
"Oh yeah, because they always happen after school. Imagine if we had to leave during class. Or at 3 am. 3 am me singing would sound more like cackling."
"I wouldn't mind ditching."
"Of course you'd want to ditch class, Keefe."
"I'm just saying, besides, we'd be ditching acting to do more acting, I'm not sure what else I can say."
"The teachers don't know."
"It'd be crazy illegal to let nine fifteen year olds—"
"I'm sixteen."
"—thanks, Wonderboy. Eight fifteen year olds and a sixteen year old be unsupervised in a school's basement that is somehow larger than the entire top floor of said school. Also give them access to sharp weapons and whatever the stage decides to give us."
"Marella set the stage on fire."
"Hey, why not? If the school burns down isn't there some rule that says everyone passes all their classes?"
"I'm gonna kill it next time we have to do improv in class."
"Or maybe fighting for your life—"
"You make it sound like we're dying."
"—or fighting in general gets your brain working."
"Hey, Bangs Boy, let's buy our own swords and use them next time we do singing practice."
"That is a horrible idea."
"Are you turning down a chance to spend your parents' money?"
"...let's do it."
"Marella I am not letting you play with fire."
"Biana—I didn't even say anything! Stop laughing Linh, I'm not going to swim with you ever again if you're gonna make a face like that!"
Stina stayed quiet, relishing in this nice atmosphere. Just one more night, and then her and Sophie would shine as stars and... deal with whatever Stage of Destiny that was mentioned earlier, she supposed. She still didn't really know what that meant, but it was something to deal with later.
"Hey, Foster, don't look so gloomy," Keefe said. "Even if we lose to you, we're not gonna hate you."
Marella nodded. "You're one of us."
Stina turned to look at Sophie's reaction. She still looked nervous. Stina nudged her with an elbow again. "I told you not to overthink things."
Once they'd all finished their punch and they cleaned up a little bit, all of their phones rang.
"Let's go," Sophie said.
All smiles faded as they got up, because no matter how much they were friends with each other, they all knew that they weren't going to just let the other win.
SCENE 3
When five people arrived in the underground theatre, they were placed into the audience's seats.
"This is where Stina would have jumped in from," Tam remarked.
"Oh, probably," Linh replied.
"I guess that means we're not fighting anymore? Marella asked.
"I guess so," Biana answered.
Dex sat down. "I'm curious to see those four from afar, see what those four had that I didn't."
"It'll be fun, yeah. We'll get to see what they want as their Stage of Destiny."
Four spotlights shone on the stage, illuminating Keefe, Sophie, Stina and Fitz who were standing near a desk with two boxes on top.
As the five audience members all sat down, Silveny, who was beside them spoke. "Last day!"
Sophie looked confused. "Why are four of us on the stage?"
"Rules change!" Silveny said. "Top four! You four! Perform! Revue duets!"
"A... duet?"
Stina nudged her with an elbow. "Isn't that good for us?"
Sophie looked up at Silveny. "Yeah, it is."
"Keefe! Number one! Pick partner!"
Keefe strode up to the desk and picked up a box. He attached a golden button to his outfit, twirling a second on his finger. He grinned, looking at his three potential partners.
"Well, my partner will be, my dear F..."
His gaze landed on Sophie, and Stina worried that maybe her and Sophie would have to fight after all.
Keefe threw the button to his choice. "Fitzy!"
Fitz caught the button with ease. "Figured you'd choose me."
He pouted. "I didn't even surprise you with the fake-out?"
Sophie took the other box from the desk, handing a button to Stina. Stina attached it on.
The stage went dark again as they took their positions.
"In the darkness that makes up our stage,
We shine like shooting stars!
No matter the tragic events that come our way,
We'll make it through every day!
We are Foxfire students, Sophie Foster and Stina Heks!
Our light will create the most dazzling night sky!"
"Us two stars shine brighter than all,
Through song and dance will we enthrall.
We've ascended all the way up here,
We won't look back until we're in the clear!
We are Foxfire students, Keefe Sencen and Fitz Vacker!
We won't let our glimmer fade here!"
"One cloak fall on team! Whole team lose!"
"We need to be really careful then," Stina said to Sophie as she deciphered what Silveny meant by that. "But it's good that we don't have to beat them both to move on."
"Don't underestimate us!" Fitz said, starting his attack.
Stina moved to defend. Sophie could deal with Keefe. It'd be better that way, the two people with polearms could go against each other, same with the two who used swords.
"Let this battle begin, no time to hesitate,
A moment that will define our fate."
☆ REVUE OF DESTINY ☆
Stina blocked the attack, but she could feel the aggression that he came at her with. No wonder he'd been number one for so long. Even if she was above him at the moment in the leaderboards, she couldn't underestimate him. He'd only lost one. There was a reason his glimmer shone the brightest, but no matter, Stina hadn't come all this way for nothing.
She was forced back, and she could feel herself being backed towards where Sophie and Keefe were clashing.
"On this stage made up both you and me,
Let us work towards our destiny."
The two boys sang that, trapping the girls.
"We're both standing here, look at how we've grown,
On this grand stage I won't leave you alone."
Sophie and Stina sang next as they both spun, switching targets for a moment.
"Who do you think is going to win?" Linh asked.
Marella hummed. "Who do you want to win?"
"Well, we all have our biases. It'd be rude to admit who I want to see win."
"I want Keefe's *ss to be kicked, but I'd hate to see him lose too," Tam said.
Dex sighed. "Oh, I get you."
Keefe and Fitz jumped up into the air, avoiding the attacks, flipping as they aimed down at their opponents. Stina and Sophie moved outward, so now Keefe and Fitz were standing back to back.
"Not bad, Fitzy," Keefe said.
"We've known each other for a long time," Fitz replied.
The two linked hands as they spun around, swinging their weapons.
"Oh wow," Tam murmured.
"Childhood bonds, huh?" Stina mused.
"We've got that too!" Sophie added.
The stage began shifting to the will of the performers, and in turn, the performers adapted to it. The four actors all shined as their weapons clashed with each other.
"For the sake of those who chase after us!"
Keefe jumped onto Fitz's spear, and was launched into the air.
"For the sakeof our treasured promise!"
Sophie threw her sword into the wall they were running by, and Stina jumped onto it, pushing herself higher.
"We'll shine as bright as we possibly can!"
Stina and Keefe held their weapons out, prepared to swing. Once they were in range, they swung their weapons. A golden button flew in the air. They both landed. Keefe's jacket fell off his shoulder.
"Damn it," Fitz muttered, cutting off his own button.
Keefe sighed, head downcast. "Sorry, Fitz."
"It's fine... we did our best."
"Yeah..."
"Position Zero!" Stina and Sophie declared, stabbing their weapons into the ground. "We are Stina Heks and Sophie Foster!"
"Duet over!" Silveny announced, "Stina and Sophie win!"
Stina turned to Sophie. "See, Foster?" She took her by the hand and spun her around. "We're finally here."
The two started swaying gently as Stina led her through an easy dance; a dance with little flair, more hugging for contact to show the relief that she felt. Sophie didn't make the dance easy, looking at Stina with trembling eyes, her movements significantly less coordinated. The stage shook beneath them. The ground beneath them began to rise.
"What?" Stina asked.
"Last audition! Song! Dance! Compete! Shine! Brightest light! Become Top Star!" Silveny said.
☆ REVUE OF TRAGEDY ☆
Stina looked from Silveny, then back to Sophie, whose trembling eyes had hardened. "They never were that simple after all."
Sophie stepped closer to her, grabbed Stina by the sash and pulled her in for a kiss. In that moment, Stina's mind blanked as she returned the kiss, tight and desperate and not at all sweet, and oh, the revue said tragedy.
Stina pulled away. "Sophie, what does this mean?"
"I'm glad I got to see you again. That you remembered our promise. That your glimmer allowed me to shine on the stage once more. I won't let anything happen to you and your glimmer."
Stina could barely process the words, and by the time she did, a sword was swung at her, causing her to lose her balance and fall backwards. As she fell, her aiguillette was cut off; the golden button sent flying.
"Thank you," were the last words that Stina heard as she fell off the stage.
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have a rough draft for a scene from a fic I will never finish
The table rammed into Sophie’s hip- or rather, the other way around, and she pitched forward in slow motion, slinging her food directly onto the chest of the student sitting there. She cringed her eyes shut, bracing herself for a verbal barrage.
In a cruel twist of fate, Sophie opened her eyes to none other than Stina Heks herself.
Stina looked from her soiled clothes to Sophie, a look of unbridled disgust upon her face. She shot Sophie a glare full of loathing as she stood. The relentless eye contact was terrifying, to say the least.
“Haven’t you anything to say, Foster?”
“S-sorry,” she stammered out, pink filling her cheeks. “I didn’t mean to-“
“It happened regardless of your intention.”
Words failed Sophie, cowed under Stina’s stare. She couldn’t concentrate enough to respond, taken in by full lips and commanding eyes.
“Consider this your first warning, New Girl. There won’t be a second.”
“Ye-yeah,” she managed, watching as Stina swept away, regal in her exit.
She couldn’t help but wonder what would happen after an inevitable second blunder.
What seemed like an eternity later, she registered Keefe talking to her. Or, at her.
“Earth to Foster? Ground control to the Mysterious Miss F? I just have to say, I’m not thrilled by her use of my nickname for you. Who gave her the right?“
“Uh, it’s my last name though? So probably my birth certificate or something?”
“Rhetorical joke, oh dear one,” he clarified, sighing in mock exasperation. “Let’s get you a new lunch.”
Sophie nodded, and let herself be pulled away from the scene, eyes still glued to where Stina had left.
“Exams season is coming up,” Keefe continued. “Fitz is always first in my level, with me second. I have a photographic memory, so I have nothing to worry about.”
“So do I,” Sophie blurted.
“Then you’re set! Stina always comes first, so she’s who you’ve got to beat.”
“It’s not a competition, is it?”
Keefe side-eyed her.
“No,” he said slowly. “It isn’t. But there's a pretty good incentive. If you don’t pass, you get kicked out.”
Sophie’s jaw dropped, eyes widening to the size of dinner plates. She’d always been good at school, but it was harder here. The curriculum was faster-paced, and material more advanced.
“Did the Ruewens not explain this to you?”
“Clearly,” Biana retorted, rolling her eyes. She fell in beside them, having only caught the last bits of their conversation. “Is she in shock?”
“I believe so.”
“I am not in shock,” Sophie snapped. “I’m mentally reviewing my grades.”
“Don’t bother. The rankings are on the wall.”
She turned towards where Biana had waved to at breakneck speed, eyes roving over names and numbers.
Biana Vacker - 7th
Dexter Dizznee - 5th
Sophie Foster - 2nd
And, as promised:
Stina Heks - 1st
"I thought I'd be lower, after what happened in Chemistry."
"I talked to my Dad, and since you misunderstood due to regional differences, you aren't getting marked down," Biana explained. "Lady Galvin even admitted you had done everything correctly up to that point, so it won't have an impact on your grade. She said the burn on your hand was punishment enough."
"You should be rewarded for the entertainment, if anything."
"Okay, don't be rude," Biana said, laughing as she elbowed Keefe. "She doesn't need a reminder. If it were me, I would be hiding in my dorm room out of embarrassment."
"You would not! You'd be flaunting it, Miss Popular. Don't be so modest."
Sophie took a new tray, filling it with the same things she'd gotten before.
"I can't believe I spilled food all over my new roommate," she groused. "Why couldn't it have been literally anyone else?"
"For a minute there, I forgot you were rooming with her. Did Marella tell you about how her last five roommates demanded to be switched?"
"I'm sure that's an exaggeration. She's not that bad, just really . . . focused."
"Focused."
"Yeah, like tunnel vision when it comes to school. I don't think I've ever seen her break routine."
"A hedgehog, honing in on the kill," Keefe narrated, dark and serious.
"Why a hedgehog?"
"Because she's so prickly. Like a cactus!"
"Which am I, a hedgehog, or a cactus," Stina deadpanned, walking briskly past.
"What is she, Wonder Woman? How'd she get changed that fast?"
"I don't know, but I'd pay good money for the ability," Biana affirmed.
"I mean, our dorm room is the closest to the mess hall.”
“Still not enough,” Keefe decided. “She’s a witch.”
Oh shit I’m in love with this
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