"Is she an actress?" "No, not yet, but, you'd assume that was the case with how much time she'll be spending at that theatre."
Bloom was half-way out the door of the theatre, before looking at Flora standing just inside with a gentle smile on her face. They had braught her to the auditions on Earth, but, Flora had stated she wanted to stay here a little longer, and Stella was practicually dragging the other girls out the door, to go shopping for there opening night dresses, everyone was positive that Flora would get the part, who wouldn't give the part to sweet, innocient, helpless Flora? Stella was becoming very impatient with Bloom now, but, Bloom still had a question to ask first, "Flora, you sure you'll be okay without us?"
"I'll be fine Bloom, just have some paperwork to fill out," Flora turned around, heading towards the front desk to fill out the paperwork, the theatre was empty except for her now, she looked back at Bloom, "besides, I'm a fairy, I can handle myself."
Bloom nodded her head, though she biit her lip lightly, finually being pulled out of the doorway by the other girls, as the door quickly swinged closed with a loud thud. To say Bloom was still just a little bit worried about Flora, being alone, was an understatement. She wasn't saying Flora couldn't handle herself, well actually, that's exactly what she was saying, but, she couldn't just lurk around Flora constantly to protect, who, the other girls still kind of considered the helpless and fragile little fairy. What villain did Flora encounter alone? None, as far as all they knew.
Flora very carefully sat down into the seat at the desk, starting to boredly fill the paperwork out, little details the theatre knew by now anyway. When she heard a crash, not just any kind of crash, the crash itself sounded unnatural, she looked up, it was coming from the prop wing, she was not yet aloud back there. She sighed, it was probably nothing, and turned back to the paperwork, continuing to fill it out, trying to ignore the thought of checking what the crash was.
When the crash came once again, Flora set the pen down, heading towards the door upstairs into the prop wing, she took a quick look around, make sure nobody saw her entering here, she would defiently lose the part, and probably not be aloud back for other auditions. Before turning the door knob open and stepping into the darkened room, the first thing she tried to do was find a light switch, but, she couldn't quite locate one, instead carefully using a spell she learned from Stella, usually used to help her plants, making a little miniature sun in her hand.
She started looking around for the cause of the crashing noises, there where plastic swords she passed, and masks,l there where crowns and styrofoam painted to appear as walls, but, she stopped in front of a bizarre thorned vine plant, though she coould tell it was fake, not a reeal plant, it still gave out a sort of, life force. From right behind her, she heard a little mew, turning around quickly in shock, before she smiled, kneeling down beside the sandy cat sitting there. "Oh, you scared me sweetie, you must have been making those crashing noises, didn't you sweetie?" She didn't expect the cat to answer or anything, she just spoke to it anyways.
But the cat, seemed to grin, right before hearing a loud noise from behind her, it was the vines, that quickly bounded her against the wall, by her arms, the little sun poofing away. She tried to transform, but, there was some sort of magic on the vines themselves, the fake vines where in fact alive, though not like a plant. She watched the light come on, before watching the cat slowly shift up into a man, not just any man... Baltor. "Yes, it was me making those crashing noises little fairy."
"Baltor, what are you doing out? We locked you up!" Flora glaired, which wasn't common for her at all, but, this was Baltor they where talking about, holding her prisoner, escaped, somehow, from his prison.
"It took awhile, yes dear, quite awhile, but, there isn't a prison that can hold me very long, shouldn't you know that?" Baltor strocked her cheek, despite the fact Flora was attempting to pull away to the side, thorns cutting her arms more as she moved, before turning around,his hair whipping Flora in the face, "anyways, I have something for you, I expect you to eat it."
He turned to face her again, a single bite of some sort of meat on the end of a fork, with an excited smile across his face, though Flora's face destorted to pure disgust. "What is that? I don't eat meat, especially meat from psychopathic villains like you Baltor."
He frowned slightly, "I didn't expect you to stand up for yourself, but, you'll eat it, sooner or later, or you'll starve, I guess that's your choice."
"Well, I guess you just have to watch me starve then." Flora muttered, trying to look away from him.
"What!? Your the helpless little fairy of nature! You can't contradict me!" He pressed it againsst her lips, only to watch her curl them in against his will, making it impossible to force her to eat it, "you have to submit to it sometime! You can't keep this up long fairy! Your to weak!"
"You'd be suprised how strong I actually am." Flora stated.
A/N: Please tell me what you think! And ideas are welcome!