Momentary

Summary: Sometimes, if you're quick, you can catch a momentary glimpse of the true meaning of friendship.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sofia the First! :)

A/N: Thanks for all your sweet reviews on "Set Apart!" I really wasn't expecting all of that. :) You all made my day. I will have "Following the Stars," the follow-up story, out by Thursday. Now about this story… I did something very un-AquaTurquoise-like… There is absolutely no dialogue in this story. I know! I couldn't believe it either. Lol. But for the descriptions here, I guess it really wasn't necessary… Either way, hope you enjoy it. Consider this me babbling on in story form or something, but having a very good reason for doing so. ;) And on we go!

To anyone else, they had a student-teacher or mentor-mentee bond. One may even say a familial bond, and rightfully so: they acted like an ideal family unit may be presented, with the back-and-forth jabs at each other but also the understanding needed to maintain a level of trust.

But to them, they were close friends, and each was to the other what could not be expected of many in the world: a confidant. She confided in him worries and secrets, and he returned the favor by sharing his lack of confidence (which had actually gotten better) and even his playful side that he didn't let many others see.

If the twins were to describe the two, they might say that the sorcerer and his apprentice were likely closer than actual family would be—which was hilarious to them, considering how different they were and how much of a discord had occurred between the two upon first meeting.

In fact, once upon a time, Cedric had found Sofia highly irritating and annoyingly saccharine. Opposite of that, Sofia had found him very interesting and fascinating on many levels. She had wanted to learn more about him and about his art of sorcery.

Flash forward over two years later, and the friends were once again found in his workshop, discussing spells and potions and creating new things at the same time. It baffled many how they had gone from being "a bumbling sorcerer with a bad attitude and confused, lonely new princess who just wanted to be accepted" to "a sensational and able sorcerer and his gifted and prodigy-like apprentice." Time really did seem to make a difference for these two.

Many of the nobles and other royal citizens might have frowned upon the close friendship between the sorcerer and his apprentice, because for many outsiders looking in, it wasn't "normal" in many ways. However, it never had deterred Sofia from sticking to her belief that everyone deserved a form of friendship, and boundaries between classes might as well have been nonexistent for the former commoner. She treated Cedric like any other person she encountered, and she held a high respect for him due to his abilities and acceptance of her interest.

If you caught these two at the right moment, you'd see them laughing about nothing, sharing a hug before parting ways, munching on snacks in between lessons, singing random songs that even Cedric's feathered companion Wormwood seemed amused by, or planning for their next endeavors. And if you were really stealthy, you might even glimpse true acts of friendship: comfort in relation to bad dreams or discouragement, grateful smiles or hugs after an exchange of meaningful gifts, or determined declarations to even the grandest and most cynical royal member if one or the other faced unfair judgment.

It's just the way they were. They'd always placed their friendship on a pedestal and, without having to say anything to each other, knew that nothing would change that status. Nothing would change their minds. No one would alter their companionship.

So if you glimpse this exemplary display of friendship, maybe then you'll understand. You'll see how two outsiders formed their own inside jokes, ideals, and secrets. And in that moment, you'll understand why nothing has ever broken or will ever break their admirable bond.

The end