More fanfcition about Flora and Palladium has been asked and so here it is! I hope you people like it. Reviews will be greatly appreciated. Thanks and enjoy reading!

Flora sat on her desk, an empty piece of paper before her. She was thinking about her next step into the little game she and professor Palladium had set up.

Chatta sat next to the paper.

"What are you going to ask?"

Chatta had been very excited when she had discovered what Flora was doing. She hadn't been able to shut up about it and Bloom and Lockette had almost discovered something was going on under their noses. Flora had told Bloom it had had something to do with her homework and the fairy of the dragon flame hadn't asked further.

Flora sighed in frustration and planted her fist on the desk. "I don't know, Chatta! I seem unable to think about anything."

"Did you try my propostion yet?"

Flora pushed herself away from the table and stood up. Chatta had offered her a good riddle but she might fall death if she was ever going to send it to Palladium. He might turn his back on her as soon as he read it.

"You didn't, did you?" Chatta asked. She had come to her feet and stood with her arms crossed on the desk, watching her fairy with an annoyed look. "Why can't you just trust me? I was right about Helia too when I told you to tell him how you felt."

"Please, don't talk about Helia. That's over ok? He's with the prinsess, now."

"Because you locked him out of anything!" Chatta became impatiently. So did Flora.

"No, because he likes her. More than he likes me."

Flora sat down again. With another sigh she took up her pencil and started to write.

Chatta knelt down to read it. Her eyes grew wide and she smiled broadly.

"Oh, Flora!" she took Flora's face and pushed herself against it in a bizar hug. "It will be great, I assure you!"

"Au! Chatta!"

The pixie laughed. "Sorry, Flora. It's just so great! You two will be such a nice couple."

"Keep that down a bit!" Flora hissed.

Bloom, who had been resting after a though days of chores, opened her eyes and looked sleepishly around.

"Chatta, is that you? Flora?"

"We are sorry, Bloom. We didn't mean to wake you up. Where's Lockette?"

"She's still with Digit and Tecna."

"Oh, ok. Sleep well, Bloom."

"Nice evening, Flora and Chatta."

Flora looked again at the paper and added it to her homework. That done, she prepared to go to bed and settled in for the night.

(To be continued)