Sophie and Heath
Sophie grinned at Heath as they watched their luggage disappear off to wherever it went before it went on the plane.
"C'mon, Snuffles. We're going home."
"Yeah, and ain't that a good thing?" Heath agreed as they went through customs. "Some of those LA people..."
"Still fighting the good fight."
"But a vampire with a soul?"
"God has a whacky sense of humour," Sophie said as they got their passports stamped.
"Bloody oath, He does. Look at the platypus."
"Poor platypus."
"Strange creature indeed."
They got onto the plane and sat down in their seats.
"I wish..." Heath didn't even need to finish the sentance. Sophie squeezed his hand in comfort as the plane took off, sending them winging home. He shook himself briskly. "Right, what's the movie?"
"Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone," Sophie said.
"If she ever really saw magic, that Rowling woman would wet her pants."
"Probably," Sophie said, laughing as they returned to their native land.