sonia-cross

2031

Superhero AU

“And John,” Stephen said, pointing to his best friend sitting on the Knope Wyatt’s living room couch, “this beautiful bastard over here, he has super strength.” John stood and lifted up the couch. Westley looked up from the small fire he had ignited with his hand and shrugged.

“Big deal, dumb giant,” LC said, sitting opposite from Westley, using her own powers to create a small rainstorm outside the living room window.

“Get me down please,” Oliver said from the other side of the couch, his head grazing the ceiling.

“I’m also strong too, very strong,” Sonia said, crossing her arms and sitting in mid air. “That’s also one of my powers. Ask anyone”

“Yeah, but you’re not as strong as Swanson,” Stephen said.

“Let’s arm wrestle,” Sonia said flying over to where John stood, holding one arm bent towards him.

“No. Because I’d win then and you’d cry,” John said.

“More like I’d win and you’d cry,” Sonia said muttering under her breath. She sat down on the couch next to Oliver, who looked just as annoyed as she did. John put the couch down on the ground and Stephen looked over at Oliver’s expression.

“Look, dude, I’m sorry you’re the only one who doesn’t have superpowers,” Stephen said, “But if you want, I can run to this bakery in DC,” Stephen stopped, deciding he could run faster than he talked. In a second, Stephen placed a cupcake on the coffee table in front of Oliver. “Best cupcakes ever,” Stephen said, wiping a bit of frosting off his face.

“I didn’t say I don’t have powers, I said I have a power and it’s stupid and I hate it,” Oliver said quickly.

“Of course, Ollie gets a dumb superpower,” LC snorted with laughter.

“Big deal, you can control the weather,” Oliver said, throwing a pillow at his sister.

2

Tuesday 7.21 am

Anita: Oh. My. God. Have you seen this?

Joël: Seen what? 

Anita: It’s about the Landgraab Awards last night. I’ll read it to you. “Tongues were wagging at the after-party when Sonia Goddard, the pregnant wife of well-known Sports Agent Roy Goddard, was spotted in a series of romantic embraces with a petite mystery woman thought to be in her early twenties. Their PDAs got more intense as the night wore on and Roy Goddard was observed to be looking unamused by his wife’s antics, although when he was asked about the identity of the mystery woman he snapped that she was merely a family friend, adding "People should mind their own *expletive* business." It was reported by a number of eyewitnesses that at the end of the night Sonia and Roy left the venue separately, but we were unable to confirm rumours that stunning brunette Sonia and her ‘friend’ shared the same limo as Player of the Year and popular man about town Malachias Jones.”

Joël: Wow. Shit got real.

Anita: I don’t understand. What’s going on?

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Claire: I don’t understand. What’s going on?

Sonia: What are you trying to say? You don’t want me here?

Claire: Of course I do. But what’s the deal with you and Roy? Are you like, over

Sonia: Roy crossed the line last night. I need to take a step back and reassess my options. That’s all I can tell you at the moment, sweetie. Please be patient with me. I know it’s hard, but-

Claire: But do you think divorce might actually be a remote possibility?

Sonia: Oh, it’s a lot more than a remote possibility, sweetie. Trust me.

Claire: Sonia. Listen. I told you the very first night we spent together that I’m totally fine with you using me for revenge sex. Hell, you can use for me for any type of sex you like. But if you fuck around with my heart then that’s a whole different story-

Sonia: I’d never do that. I’d never do anything to hurt you, Claire. 

Claire: Okay. Well. That’s good enough for me. I love you, Sonia.

Sonia: And I love you. That’s the one thing I do know.