Icy looked over the boring book she was reading and saw Darcy levitating a chair on the other side of the room and Stormy stirring a glass of something white. Valtor was gone to another planet to steal their power and the Trix were left in the Headmistress' study, which they had taken once locking up Miss Griffin, at Cloudtower. Icy was bored to death and was starving. The food at Cloudtower was certainly unappetizing these days since the school had been taken over by Valtor, and the witches under his spell were no better. Icy wanted something more interesting to do, and slammed the book shut and stuffed it on a random shelf (So much for Miss Griffin's order).

She swung up from her chair, making Darcy and Stormy look at her. When she reached the door, Darcy asked, "Where are you going?"

"Oh, nowhere," Icy replied airily. "Just wandering." She closed the door behind her before Darcy could ask anything more questions. Icy walked up the hallway and suddenly a paper flew toward her. She realized the wind was coming from an open window at the end of the hallway. She picked the paper up, dying to find something to do, and quickly scanned it.

It read,

Rowena's Dinner Place in large letters.

Catchy name, thought Icy sarcastically.

*DINNER OPENS EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK- WE SUPPLY… (A list followed) APPETIZERS INCLUDED TO LEAVE FOR ONLY ONE DAY-

Icy read the rest and stared at the paper skeptically. Then the last line caught her attention "to leave for only one day."

"Valtor won't mind if I leave for an hour," she said, thinking it over. "After all it does look good and I'm starving…"

"What's that?" asked Stormy nosily as Icy entered with the paper. Icy brandished the paper in her face, and Stormy toppled backwards off her chair, dropping her white drink which spilled on the floor. "What the hell Icy!" she shouted.

"This is a dinner menu," Icy replied coolly. "I'm leaving for an hour, so if Valtor returns, tell him I'm out." She didn't add that Darcy, who had recently tried to flirt, shouldn't even dare to catch his attention with anything else or insult her while she was gone.

"Dinner?" mumbled Stormy, rubbing her bottom, her angry expression leaving her face. "Can I go too? The food is revolting here!" she pointed to the spilt drink.

Darcy made a face. "Okay, whatever. I guess I'll be here-" Stormy and Icy glared, wanting to interrupt. "-waiting for you both." Darcy finished sweetly.

"Oh no you don't," growled Icy. "You just want to flirt, don't you…" Stormy made a face and started, but Darcy put up her hands and continued to smile.
"Oh no, Icy, he's all yours," a snarl appeared on her face. "But no chances!"

"Oh yeah!" shouted Icy in Darcy's face. "Then tell me what you see that you've got more than me!"

"First, I'm prettier, second-"

A flash of blue light ducked under Darcy's left arm, Icy was looking murderous, Darcy, growling, sent an attack right back.

"What do you think you're doing?" said Stormy, watching the two with an amused expression. "Why don't we get going already, there's no point in fighting, he'll be here in a minute-"

"Stop smiling RIGHT NOW!" said Icy, irritated. "It is NOT funny!"

"I think she's right," said Darcy, who had turned calmer. "So, what are we eating?"

"Spaghetti," said Stormy immediately.

"No- I was thinking Bluebell Soup," said Darcy.

"Ew- Bluebell Soup is disgusting!" said Stormy, making a face.

"Who even said you were allowed to come?" Icy spat at Darcy, still angry.

Darcy looked confused, and Icy gave in.

"Fine you can come, but no offense, Stormy is right Bluebell Soup is horrible." Icy opened the door. "I'm going with spaghetti."

"Great!" said Stormy brightly. "So are we leaving now?"

A/N: The part where Icy gets her job is coming soon!