Icy's Delivery Service

AN: If you believe Icy is a kleptomaniac, please click A. If you think this story is OOC, please select B. If you like banana cream pie, please pick option C. Enter now.

On a random day, nudged neatly into the end of the first season (in fact, let's say it's right after they took Bloom's power, and before the episode where the Trix summon the Army of Decay. Add a couple days into that, despite how little sense it makes), Icy decided she needed a break.

She considered a spa, but as the only spa for witches in all of Magix was in Cloud Tower, three doors down and a left from her old dorm, that was impossible. They were planning to take over CT in a few days, of course, but Great Dragon damn it, she wanted to relax now. In a moment of desperation, she went through that big stack of crap she had stolen from Alfea on her many exploits there. There was Musa's favorite guitar pick… how someone could have a favorite piece of plastic was beyond Icy, but it was still a chip in Musa's side. So that made Icy happy.

She had Tecna's "computer chip of statistical probability" and Flora's talking plant (it was dead, though. Being a witch of ice had a bad effect on that of the plantae kingdom). She had taken Stella's ring at some point, of course, but they had gotten it back. Snatching it up again, however, had been easy. Not only had the Winx never suspected, but none of their fans really had either.

But of course, Icy's pride and joy had belonged to Bloom. Not, if you would believe it, the Dragon Fire, though she did now have that too. But rather, a collection of badly-dubbed Earth anime.

On this particular day, she selected the classic "Kiki's Delivery Service," a heartwarming story about a young witch with no self-esteem and a really awful fashion sense. After watching it once, she sniffled, her cold heart melted by the softness of young love and cleaning supplies. After watching it twice, she started to cry. After watching it three times, she decided to start her own delivery service. "KNUT!" she yelled.

"Yes?" he said as he ran clumsily towards his mistress.

Despite her new passion and warmer heart, she maintained a superior, cold sneer as she said, "I want your cleaning supplies. Specifically… broom."

"Ma'am?" he asked, looking puzzled. Or maybe constipated. With Knut, it was hard to tell.

"Just do it!" she shrieked.

He quickly obliged, and Icy sent him away to his closet. She then proceeded to enchant the broomstick with the levitation powers that came naturally to witches. What, did you think they had little tiny wings or something?

The next step was looking for something to actually, well, deliver. Other than the obvious doom and destruction to the whole of the magical universe, of course. She could have put posters up somewhere, but after the humiliation of getting expelled, she didn't want people knowing her cell number. She knew there were always openings in the mail-order spell delivery team, but half the point of this was entrepreneurship. Had to learn to manage a business before you could manage an enslaved universe. Baby steps.

Eventually she found a love note Darcy had written to Riven in a purple notebook. Kind of dumb, really. Darcy thought her sisters didn't approve (when they were really just jealous). So why write something out where they could find it? ESPECIALLY when you can communicate telepathically with your lover boy… hem hem, "puppy dog."

Dear Riven, it read

I really think you're cute and very strong. A lot of people think that just because I am a powerful witch, not to mention the most intimidating hottie babe in all Magix, I don't have needs. But that's what I love about my puppy. While you may be under my spell, and have hidden feelings for that pixie Musa that you refuse to admit, you get me, Riv! You know me well enough to know that my real shoe size is 13, even if I cram into a size 9, and find me those awesome heels in my real size because now I am not afraid to be out of proportion to everybody else in this damned animation. You know I want to take over the universe, but still care. You even know that I considered going to Alfea, and it was only the color pink that repelled me!

I love that I can trust you with these things, Riv. Maybe it's the Secrecy Spell I put on you on our first date. Or the charm that makes you forget anything I say that would make you like me less. But I prefer to think that it's just you, you, and your bodilicious self.

Luv luv, kissy kissy,

Darcy, aka "Stiletto"

Icy, cold heart and all, believed in true love, especially if it was all built on bunch of lies. She knew she had found her thing to deliver. Riven, the eldest Trix sister reasoned, simply had to know what her sister felt.

She tore the love letter out of it's purple notebook, slipped on one of Stormy's old things (it was the closest thing she could find to Kiki's dress), grabbed her duck, and mounted the broom. "Hold on tight, Jiji!" she cried as she took off through the window.

"Mama?" squawked the duck, surprised at the name.

"Shut up," Icy muttered as they gained altitude. The night was clear and beautiful, there was a gorgeous full moon… not that that was anything new, it was always a full moon in Magix. It took her half an hour to fly to Red Fountain, ten minutes to sneak it under Riven's pillow with a telekinesis spell, and another half hour to return to her own cozy dorm. By that time, it was three in the morning, and she was feeling tired, so she climbed into her four-poster bed, setting the alarm for noon. The joys of not having to attend school were many, humiliation aside.

It was three hours too early that Icy awoke to sobs. She looked around for the fairy, but saw only an enraged Darcy hovering over a whimpering Stormy. "What is going on?" the leader of the Trix demanded.

"Stormy took a very important page out of my diary. And lied about it," Darcy growled.

Icy turned her head so Darcy would not see the elder witch's relief that she couldn't read her sisters' minds. "Fine then," she said, her voice cold as ice, her ever easier façade. "Carry on."

Darcy did, and Stormy disappeared for a few days to recover her sanity before they took over the magical universe.