W.I.T.C.H. Euro Trip of Dance
By
Alexander Wong
Summary: The W.I.T.C.H girls taking a vacation around Europe. Along the way, they show off their dancing skills in London, Paris, Madrid, and Venice. However, they also transform themselves into Buckingham Palace guards, Gondoliers, Flamenco dancers, and Mimes...in Guardian colors. The W.I.T.C.H. girls' vacation is turned upside down.
Chapter 1: Dancing of the Guard
"Mom, look at this gorgeous building!" Will Vandom shouted as she rode through the streets of London, England, in a red double-decker bus. Will thought the building they went past was the most amazing place they saw in their life.
"That's Kensington Palace," Taranee Cook explained. She and her family were joining Will to explore all the European cities they were visiting on their vacation.
"Is that where the Queen lives?" Will asked. Taranee shook her head no. "The Queen lives in Buckingham Palace. At least most of the time. She has several residences, though."
"Have you seen the Queen?" Will asked. Taranee shook her head no again. "Not really."
"Well, since you haven't seen the Queen, Taranee", Cornelia Hale piped. She was sitting across Will and her stepfamily. "Then, I guess that makes you un-popular."
"Cornelia," her father disagreed. "That is not how you treat people on this vacation."
Cornelia frowned. "What? It was a complement," she insisted.
"It's okay, Cornelia," Taranee said. She turned to Will. "At least, we'll have a lot of fun on this journey."
Will smiled at Taranee and then at Cornelia. She then looked around the bus. In the front were Irma Lair and her family. Her little brother Chris was teasing her a lot, causing Irma to be annoyed.
Hay Lin and her parents were on their first European vacation. They barely spoke to anyone else on the tour, although Hay Lin wanted to.
Will walked to the front of the bus and asked Hay Lin, "So, what do you think of London so far?"
"I love it. Especially the accents. We never talk like that in our family reunions, though," Hay Lin answered.
"Well, it's kind of nice," Irma said. "But so far, English people have said crazy word than Americans. And it's only my first day. Can you believe they called underpants "knickers" and bathrooms "loos"? It's embarrassing."
Will rolled her eyes. Still, with no trouble happening, all she wanted was to enjoy her European vacation with her friends and family.
"Will, do you remember when you asked Taranee about where the Queen lives?" Susan Vandom asked a while later. Will nodded in agreement.
"Well…we're going to see Buckingham Palace next!" Dean Collins told her.
"Wow!" Hay Lin exclaimed. "Do you think we'll see her? I wonder what she'll be wearing."
Susan, her mother, laughed. "I don't think we'll be seeing the Queen today. But we will be seeing something even better. The Guard Mounting."
"Gee, what's that?" Irma asked sarcastically.
Susan pretended not to notice. "Some people call it the changing of the guard," she explained. "It's a ceremony when the Queen's guards change places as they take turns watching the palace."
"Are there always guards outside the palace?" Cornelia groaned. "Even if the Queen isn't home?"
Susan nodded. "Always. It's a hard job, though. The guards have to stand for so long. They can't laugh or smile, not matter what."
"Really? Well, I could make them laugh," Irma told Vicki. "I'm one of the funniest kids in Heatherfield."
"Alright, then," Dean told them. "But I don't think it might work. After all, no one has done it."
A little while later, the tour bus arrived near Buckingham Palace. Will stared at it in surprise.
"Wow!" Will exclaimed. "Is the Queen there now?" She is, indeed, Will," Dean assured her.
"How can you tell?" Taranee asked. "Look up on the roof," Dean said. "Do you see that royal banner? It only appears when the Queen is here."
"So do you think she'll come outside?" Hay Lin was more excited than Will, hoping to see the Queen in person.
"I wouldn't count on it," Cornelia replied in disgust.
The bus stopped. One by one the people on the tour got off. They followed the tour guide around the corner to the front of the Palace. Sure enough, there were the guards, in their red tunics, big furry black hats, and black pants. Almost immediately, Thomas and Anna Lair started to take pictures along with Harold and Elizabeth Hale, annoying Chris and Lillian Hale. Theresa Cook ran to get some souvenir postcards. Peter Cook began to take notes with his and Taranee's father, Lionel Cook, about the changing of the guard. Chen and Joan Lin weren't noticing the event at the palace. They were gazing at the sky.
Beside them, tons of other tourists were standing at front of the Palace speaking in different languages. But Irma Lair wanted a closer look.
"Hey, guys, let's see if I could make that guard laugh first," she suggested. Irma pointed to a tall man standing in a guard box.
"Didn't you hear Dean?" Taranee reminded her. "The guards aren't allowed to laugh. They have to stand still."
"Come on, Tara," Irma noted. "Let's see if it could work." Irma pushed her way toward the crowd to approach the guard. The girls watched Irma stick her fingers under her nose, and push her nostrils all the way up. Then, she let her tongue come out, way out.
But the guard didn't notice Irma. Irma then acts as a monkey and jumped around. The guard didn't smile. Then, Irma acts crazy and does all kinds of funny things. The guard didn't laugh at all, but it made the tourists laugh (Thomas said to Irma "Stop it, Irma! You're embarrassing yourself!") The other girls began to laugh at Irma with the tourists, causing Irma to fume.
Will suddenly stopped laughing and began to get an idea… an idea that is crazy enough to work!
After the ceremony ended, they all went back to the tour bus with Irma still fuming and stopped at a hotel. It was close to nighttime, and everyone began to unpack and rest for the next trip. But Will already unpacked and went to sleep early, thinking about the idea she has in store for England and her friends as well.
The next day, as the sun raises a smidge, Will got dressed early and woke up the other girls. "Meet me in the alley," she said. The girls groaned at first, but then were forced to get up and meet Will.
As soon as they meet up with Will in the alley next to the hotel after getting dressed, Irma asked "Okay, Willie, why'd you bring here for?"
Will didn't answer. Then, she reached for her pocket and took out… the Heart of Kandrakar?
The other girls gasped. "Will," Taranee said. "You know we can't transform into Guardians! What if somebody sees us?"
"Who says we are going to be Guardians?" Will replied. Then she shined the Heart to herself and her friends. They squeezed their eyes shut from the blinding light.
After the light stops, the W.I.T.C.H. girls still kept their eyes shut. Finally, Will shouted "Okay, you can open your eyes!" They slowly opened one at a time. Then, slowly they looked down instead of looking at Will. Instead of their sneakers, they were wearing shiny teal shoes. As their eyes traveled upward, they saw a pair of teal pants, and a purple jacket. A small bead of sweat formed each on their heads. The jackets were too heavy in this weather and the hats on their heads weren't helping. Later, they notice that Will was wearing the same thing they are.
Finally, they realized quickly why they each wear a heavy jacket and a hat. They'd turned into five of the Queen's Guards… in their Guardian colors!
"You hypocrite!" Cornelia shouted angrily at Will. "What?" Will replied. "What do you mean "What?"?" Cornelia said in return.
"Why did you made us wear what those boring guards dress, Will Vandom?" Irma fumed.
"Guys, relax," Will assured. "Since I saw the Changing of the Guard, I suddenly got an idea. Why don't we do a Dancing of the Guard to honor them for protecting the Queen? Besides, with these colors, they won't know we're the real guards."
"I don't know, Will," Taranee said in worry. "Besides, how can we dance in these uniforms?"
"Don't worry, Taranee," Will replied. "I saw a commercial where the guards dance without breaking a sweat. So, I use an un-sweating spell on these uniforms so that way, we won't… you know."
"Well, I hope it works, Wilhelmina Vandom," Irma said. "If it messes up, then I will loathe you for the rest of my life!"
"Oh, just relax, Irma," Hay Lin tries to calm her down. "Besides, I've always wanted to be a Royal Guard."
"Alright, ladies… line up!" Will commanded. The girls soon became a straight line (Taranee took off her glasses and put portable contact lenses on her eyes before she lines up with the Guardians so no one will recognize her).
Will then said, "Everybody ready?" "Yes," the others said in excitement and disgust. "Forward… MARCH!"
Then, they walk forward in a straight line and started to speak in unison…
"We are soldiers marching high; we are soldiers whose eyes on the sky, we are soldiers from head to toe, we are soldiers high and low…"
What they didn't know was that a policeman was watching on them.
"Do me eyes deceive me?" puzzling the policeman. "Five of the Queen's Guards marching out of the alley? And why are they in different colors? They had to wear the original colors of the guard!"
In a panic, the policeman cried "I must report this to Scotland Yard!"
After a few marches, the girls stopped at Trafalgar Square when Will said "Company… HALT!"
"Geez, Will," Irma groaned. "Who made you in charge?" "Never mind that, Irma," Taranee replied. "Look at this. All that marching and we never made a sweat."
"You know, Tara's right," Cornelia said in amazement. "Not a single drop came out of my forehead. Will, your non-sweating spell worked!"
"Why, thank you, Corny," answered Will. "Uh, guys, are those tourists watching us?" puzzled Hay Lin.
To their surprise, most people appeared before them in Trafalgar Square. They suddenly began to notice Will and the girls as colored guards.
"Hey! Are those five of the Palace Guards?" They heard a man say. 'Yeah, and they're dressed in different colors," a woman agreed. "Shouldn't their colors be red and black?" The words made Cornelia in disgust.
"Lil! Get the camera!" Another man shouted. "We've got to get a shot of this!"
The girls (except Will) gulped. They think it is a stupid idea after all. Soon, cameras began to click wildly. All of the tourists began to taking pictures of them.
The girls then start to panic. They had no idea what to do. They couldn't run away, not with all those people staring at her. All of a sudden, Will whispered "Just follow my lead."
Finally, they clicked their heels and Will shout "and Five, Six… Five, Six, Seven, Eight!"
The girls began to move their bodies. Then they began to dance in hip hop, even without music. Everyone was staring at them in puzzlement. "No real guard can dance like that!" one of the tourists exclaimed.
"Will, it's working," Hay Lin asked. "We are dancing pretty good and still not sweating one bit," Cornelia proclaimed. "Even in these uniforms." Will smiled as for the first time in her life, one of her ideas really worked.
The girls kept moving and dancing a lot (Taranee and Hay Lin even did back flips). After a big finish, the tourists applauded in excitement while the girls catch their breath. "Now I know that these guards can dance!" the male tourist said.
Just then, the policeman appeared with his supervisor. "There you are!" he shouted. "Don't move!" The girls suddenly began to panic. Just then, a white light appeared behind them.
As soon as the policeman arrived, he exclaimed "You see, Inspector Grayson? These guards have disgraced their organization by wearing these colors. Look, they're right…here?!"
His puzzlement came as soon as he saw the girls. They looked around and, in shock; they were not wearing the uniforms anymore. They were wearing their original clothes.
"Have you been drinking whiskey again, Constable George?" Inspector Grayson fumed. "You, there," Inspector Grayson commanded to a male tourist, dressed in a leather jacket.
The male tourist walked to the Inspector and stared in front of him. "Did you see five guards in different colors?" Inspector Grayson exclaimed. "No, sir, I haven't," he replied. "Just five girls looking around gazing at the statue." Irma stared in puzzlement.
"See, Constable," Inspector Grayson replied sternly. "Your eyes are playing tricks again. Meet me at the office so we can talk."
"Yes, sir," Constable George spoke gloomily. As they went back, Will said to the tourist "Thank you sir, for saving us." "An honor, my dear," the tourist replied. "I am Jhovah, a member of the Council of Kandrakar."
The girls were in shock as they didn't know a tourist was really a member of the Council. Jhovah then explained why he was here "Me and three other members have been sent to this place you called Europe to watch over you by the Oracle himself."
"Well, that's a surprise," Irma said in sarcasm.
"This is important!" Jhovah ordered. "We're here to make sure you will not cause mischief. Now, I bid you good day. And you must go back to the Hotel; your families might be worried sick." And just like that, he was gone.
The girls stared in puzzlement. "Okay…now that was weird," Hay Lin said. "Yeah, it really creeps me out," Taranee exclaimed. "We should go back now. Our families might search for us," said Cornelia. "Still, that dance was fun while it lasted…" Irma replied.
"While it lasted?" Will exclaimed. The girls suddenly smiled as Will took out the Heart. And just like that, they were back as guards once more, which, once again, attract the tourists. Then, they began to march in a straight line again and said:
"We are soldiers marching high; we are soldiers whose eyes on the sky, we are soldiers from head to toe, we are soldiers high and low…"
A/N: That was a good chapter. But the next one will be more exciting.