The Washing Spell
It was an October morning in the Magix dimension. The morning sun reflected off the endless pine trees, casting a light in the faraway mountains. Yet, two young students of sixteen were-washing clothes?
"I… Had… No… Idea it was so hard to wash clothes like these!" said Bloom, breathing heavily.
"Agreed totally" said Stella. "It's harder for me. Remember, I am the princess of Solaria. Yeah, I should go hang out with Sky or something".
"I don't even know who I am" said Bloom. "But, I'm getting worried about Brandon. He hasn't called me in a week or so."
"Nah" dismissed Stella. "He's probably busy with duties right now. Sky is very demanding".
"He's a prince, obviously" said Bloom. "Do you think Riven…"
"Yeah" said Stella, in a quieter, less gossipy tone. "He would totally do something like that"…
Suddenly, one of Bloom's socks tore from the washing.
"That is it!" said Bloom, and ran off to the library. Stella followed her, confused.
"Ah, here it is!" said Bloom, who somehow had found a book with whatever she wanted in without having to search around. "The Washing Spell". She and Stella read the book, then ran back outside. Little did they know three shadows were lurking around the school, listening to the spell…
Bloom and Stella, exhausted, arrived back outside. "Let's try this thing" said Bloom. "I know we should only use our powers in times of need, but MAGIC WINX!
After a transformation sequence that no doubt caused the headmistress, Fairagonda, to look up from her desk and her magical paperwork, Bloom and Stella, in their Winx outfits, flew above the clothes.
"Okay then," said Stella. "*****" said whispered, then she held her staff above her head. It caught the glimmering sunlight, then beamed it down to the bucket. Bloom whispered the spell as well, then used a blast of dragon flame on the clothes.
"Okay then. The sun and fire should combine to wash the clothes" said Bloom. "I don't know how it actually works, but…Aaagh!"
The fire and sun had combined, but a ball of inferno had formed and was growing bigger and bigger. Bloom and Stella tried to fly away, but it was too late. They were absorbed by the huge ball of inferno. The ball, in a flash of light, then disappeared.
Meanwhile, from the bushes outside Alfea, the Trix watched with wicked smiles and evil looks. "The plan has worked. We have exiled Bloom and Stella" said Icy.
"They're dead then?" asked Darcy.
"No, you fool!" said Stormy temperamentally. Her toe then softened. "Uh, what did you do to that book exactly, Icy".
"I wrote 'the Washing Spell'" said Icy in a cold voice, predictably for her powers. "'The Washing Spell'" is actually a dark spell that sends whoever casts it into another dimension".
Suddenly, Pepe the duck waddled up. "Mama!" he said in his high voice to Icy.
"Don't even think about it" said Icy angrily. "It's duck season, if I remember rightly".
Pepe hid behind a tree.
"So, then, Icy" said Stormy, as she zapped a tree with lightning, causing it to fall onto Pepe.
"It's in another dimension" said Icy. "Bloom's magic will work backwards. If she tries to use it more than once, the power of the dragon flame is ours!" she said gleefully.
The three Trix then laughed evilly at their triumph. The power of dragon fire would soon be theirs, and they would be able to rule their dimension.
To Be continued…