by Robert Teague
This story was written for the entertainment of Winx Club and Trollz fans, and no copyright infringement is intended. This story may be reproduced, provided no changes are made, and you let me know.
Author's Note: This is a semi-sequel to "Fairies and Trollz Together". I had trouble juggling ten major characters in that story, so wanted to do one with a lot fewer. Enjoy!
Chapter One
"Amaryl, I'm not sure this is a good idea," said Kimmy. She was walking with the other student fairy along with their roommate Ahisa to Professor Palladium's Potionology class.
It was during the day between classes, and the classroom wing of Alfea was crowded with other students who were walking along, talking with each other, or checking notes, or hurrying on some other business.
"It's just a harmless prank," said Amaryl, looking with annoyance at her friend.
"Maybe, but what if something goes wrong?" asked Ahisa. "You could get in major trouble."
Amaryl waved her hand in dismissal. "Nothing is going to go wrong. I've practiced this, and I know what ingredients will be used for the lesson. She'll be turned blue for a couple of hours, that's all."
"But Mirta's a witch! What if she finds out you did it, and gets revenge?" asked Kimmy, "Plus she's our roommate. Did you think about that?"
"Ah, I can handle her," answered Amaryl. "Besides, if she's too much of a wimp to make it at Cloud Tower, what's she going to do as a fairy?"
Ahisa and Kimmy exchanged a look.
"Am, I happen to like Mirta. She's really sweet and is doing her best to fit in here," said Kimmy.
"Yeah," added Ahisa.
Amaryl, gave an exasperated and exaggerated sigh. "I know. Look, I like her too. But if she can't handle a harmless joke, she shouldn't try to become a fairy!"
Kimmy shook her head. "You're just too stubborn for your own good. Remember last year when you turned that plasma sphere on Stella, and Palladium stopped you and dumped all that extra homework on you for it?"
"That's not going to happen this time. I know what I'm doing!" was the response.
Ahisa stopped walking, and the other two did as well. "For the record, count me out." She crossed her arms and looked defiant.
"Me too," agreed Kimmy, nodding. "I don't like the odds. I know you're determined to pull something on her, but you should really rethink this. It's not the time or place."
"Fine. You two sit it out. Just don't say anything," said Amaryl.
"What's the point? You're going to do it one way or the other," said Ahisa.
"Got that right. Now let's get to class," said Amaryl, and led the way down the corridor.
The friends got to Professor Palladium's class in plenty of time, settling into their usual seats. The classroom was reminiscent of a high school's chemistry room on Earth, except that here the jars and glassware were filled with magic powders and liquids.
Other students came in behind them, talking and settling in. A few looked worried about the class, but most were relaxed.
Mirta was the last into the room. She found fairy potions to be just as hard as witches brews to understand and make. In fact, she thought she had it a little easier with brews.
She sat down at the table near the middle of the room, greeting the girls who were sitting on either side of her. She spotted Kimmy, Amaryl, and Ahisa near the back, and waved. The greeting was returned by all three. Being new to Alfea and a witch meant that some students were wary of her. But being friends with the Winx helped a lot. She was determined to show everyone that just because she was a witch, it didn't mean she was evil or anything.
Another minute and Palladium came in, taking his place behind the desk. He had undergone a makeover during the summer, and was a lot better looking now, but he was still Palladium and not very well respected by the students.
"Class, let's settle down, we have an important experiment today," he announced.
Mirta and one or two others stopped talking and looked at him, but the rest continued with what they were doing.
"Class..." he said, a little louder, but with no result.
"Class!" he said, even louder, but again nothing changed. He sighed, knowing it was going to be a hard session.
Mirta looked around, annoyed. This was important, and she wanted to do well. She turned back to the teacher, and discreetly got his attention. Her hand glowed a soft orange, and she tilted her head, obviously asking for permission. He froze for a second, then nodded.
Mirta swiftly moved her hand up, and the glow left it, flying up to the ceiling as a jagged ball of magic. When it got there, it suddenly expanded, covering the entire room and all the students. The darkness of the magic got their attention, and after a few seconds the glow died away. All eyes went to Mirta, who smirked and pointed at the teacher. Every student looked at him.
"Thank you, Mirta," he said, standing up. "Now, pay attention, if you don't mind. We have things to do that you will want to know in future."
"what was that?" asked Francis in a low voice, sitting on Mirta's left.
"Just an attention-getting spell I learned at Cloud Tower," she answered, "It's really weak and works only on the freshmen there, but here it really stands out."
He sat down and opened his textbook. "Today we're going to make a potion for headaches. Turn to page thirty-eight and get out the jars with the ingredients listed."
A cabinet with shelves filled with jars was in the middle of the table, and Mirta opened the one in front of her. Looking at the list of what she needed, she reached in and started taking out various phials and glassware.
Selecting several, she put them aside. Double checking the list, she saw a few were still missing. Going back into the cabinet she pulled out several other jars and put them with the others.
"Here we go..." whispered Amaryl to Kimmy and Ahisa.
As they watched, Amaryl cupped her hand and made several passes over it with the other. A sphere about two inches across flashed into being in her palm. It was translucent white and glowed softly. She smirked and tossed it up into the air.
The sphere ambled through the room, around and over the fairies and noticed by none. Palladium was reading aloud the list of ingredients and being ignored.
Mirta had opened a couple of bottles and measured the powders and liquids into an open beaker. She was concentrating on the task and didn't notice when the sphere arrived.
"How are you directing it?" Ahisa whispered leaning over to the honey-blond fairy.
"I'm not," answered Amaryl, "It's all part of the spell. It will pick up an ingredient and add it out of turn. That will cause a puff of smoke, and poof! blue Mirta." She snickered.
Kimmy and Ahisa exchanged a look. Neither was happy about this, but it was too late now.
The sphere enveloped a small bottle and picked it up. The cap unscrewed and dropped to the table unnoticed.
Palladium looked up just in time to see the bottle lifting off the counter top. What was Mirta doing? Using a levitation spell to put the ingredients in the beaker? No... she was looking in the cabinet, not at the bottle. This was being done without her knowledge. And the bottle that was floating... was that-?
The bottle tilted up causing a light blue liquid to spill into the beaker.
"MIRTA!" he called, standing up. "WATCH-" But it was too late.
There was a loud BANG! and a rush of displaced air. The room filled with blue smoke which quickly dissipated, leaving everyone stunned. Nobody was blue.
Everyone started talking at once, and Palladium rushed over to the desk where Mirta had been sitting, her chair was tipped over, and the potion ingredients spilled around. The beaker containing her partially completed experiment was broken, leaving a real mess. But the witch-turned-fairy was gone.
"Is everyone okay?" the teacher asked, and got various responses in the affirmative.
"What happened to Mirta?" asked Francis, looking around.
Palladium turned to the witch's work station and picked up the bottle he had seen lifted into the air. Reading the label, he muttered "I was afraid of that."
The turned to the class. "Who did this?"
Amaryl raised her hand. "I did, sir. But it was just a harmless prank! I was going to put in an ingredient out of turn and make her skin blue for an hour! Honest! I don't know what happened!" Tears started down her cheeks. "What happened to her?
Is she okay?"
Palladium was angry, but seeing the genuine distress on Amaryl's face muted it somewhat. "I hope so."
Shocked, the student fairy looked at him. "W- what do you mean, sir?"
He held up the bottle that had poured into the mixture. "The wrong thing got added to her potion. We're going to have to figure out what it did. I do hope she's all right." He glared sternly. "For your sake."