Hola mis amigos! I wish to issue a challenge for all W.I.T.C.H. fiction writers! If you wish to participate, submit all entries by April 30, 2005. The rules are as follows: in a 300 word or less, write a Will/Irma fiction. Anything goes, but Will/Irma must be the only pairing in it, and neither Martin nor Matt can be mentioned. That is all!
Okie, this is my submission for my own challenge, and I don't own W.I.T.C.H., (AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE WILL/IRMA, DON'T READ THIS, OR ANY OTHER ONE OF MY W.I.T.C.H. FICTIONS IF THEY SAY WILL/IRMA ON IT!) Thankies! I love my reviewers! So sorry for being rude.
She sat cross-legged on the couch with a stupid grin on her face. Her eyes were fixed on another's face. In fact, all eyes in that room were looking at the other. The other's face flushed red and she twiddled her thumbs nervously. No one spoke for fear of ruining the awkward moment they could use for blackmail later. A raven haired girl couldn't suppress a giggle. That girl received a scowl, and all in the room got a sullen look. The girl who sat on the couch now got up and stood in front of the significant other and smiled innocently at her. The other girl dismissed it and walked into the kitchen. Most everyone in the room had a look of question on their face, they all watched the girl leave. The girl with brown hair who had been standing, followed the other into the kitchen to see the red-haired girl leaning against the counter with her arms supporting her. She was facing the window and seemed completely embarrassed. She sighed heavily and looked down at the counter. "I'm never playing truth or dare again" she mumbled to herself. An arm wrapped around her waist. She was surprised and turned her head to see the other girl smiling. "Knight in shining armor, huh?" Irma asked curiously and raised an eyebrow upward. Will looked away and bit her lower lip, she knew that Irma meant no harm, but–. Her thoughts were interrupted by the tingling feeling of warmth on her cheek. Irma placed her hand on the side of Will's face and pulled her in slowly. She kissed Will on the lips with absolutely no resistance from the other. They smiled at each other and forgot about the onlookers. Will answered Irma's question with a simple whisper of "yeah..".