I got a lot of great reveiws and I hope to get more. Other than that I don't have anything to say except did you like the last chapter. I hope you like this one. And (Drum roll please.) find out why she had those drawings, why'd she puked, and what is going to happen next? Please reveiw and read.

Chapter 4

At The Abandoned House 3:00 A.M.

Oritel and Marion were on the sofa. Daphne, Bloom, and Sky were sitting on the couch across from where Kathrine was and will be sitting. Ms. Faragonda was sitting on a chair the would turn in a circle if you wanted it to. Griselda was sitting on a chair just like it, just beside Faragonda. Tecna, Timmy, Musa, and Riven sat on a bigger couch, across from Griselda and Faragonda. Layla, Stella, and Brandon sat on chairs that were ordanary, they had white legs and back rests, and tan seats.

Kathrine was in the kitchen making things to eat. She knew Stella and the guys would be hungry.

When Kathrine walked back in the living room she had a tray with drinks on it. "Hot tea for... uh... the principal, the assistant principal, and the...er...mother in the room. I got out some soda for the guys. It's cold outside and we don't have the best heating in the house, so I brought hot cocoa for the...um...6 best friends. And I have food in the oven and on some pans," Kathrine stated, handing out the drinks, specifically the milk for Griselda. Finally, she got to sit down for herself, it would be a while until the food was done.

"You know, you can call us by what we normally go by," Faragonda said with a smile on her face.

Kathrine had her own drink in her hand and took a sip of it. "Yeah, sure I'm gonna call the main people, I've only seen in dreams, by their names!" Kathrine snapped. "I woke up to you all going through my stuff and looking at drawings of yourselves and others you have seen. I know some people say 'take a picture, it'll last longer,' but I never said that!" As everyone could tell she was a little agrivated. Kathrine took a deep breath, trying to calm her, but it didn't work.

There was a long silence until Flora broke it. "Listen we understand you being a little on edge, but-"

She was cut off by a pissed off Kathrine. "No you don't understand have you ever met someone whom only existed in your mind? No, because that's not possible. And you will tell me right now what the HELL are you doing in my house?!"

Stella had had enough of this 12 year old girl shouting at her and her friends. She jumped up out of her seat and said the first thing that popped into her head. "This isn't your house, clearly. Do you pay the bills that keep-" Kathrine interupted again.

"Yes. Yes, indeed I do," Stella sat back down and Kathrine stood up, "I'm the one who pays the bills. This is a house full of orphans. I do most of the work around here. I have to fight on a daily bases to remain alive. Not to mention keeping the orphans alive. At least when you 'beat the back guy' you get a break. Well, I don't get that. If I beat an opponent, another gets sent after me, and the kids. Just yesterday I beat my 'bad guy's' best man. He is too afraid to fight me hand to hand so he'll send 3 guys after me, and they'll have wepons, I'll be empty handed and the 3 that were sent, well 1 left with a broken nose, 1 left with a broken arm, and the last one left with a broken leg. This is my house! I have been like this for an entire year of my life, and I didn't have royal guards, or Codotorta, or powers, and no one taught me how to fight. I had to teach myself, and I could tell you were asking me if i pay the bills and such because I was yelling at you. But this is my house and I'll yell at you if I DAMN WELL FEEL LIKE IT!"

A bell from the kitchen went off and Kathrine went in there as though nothing had just happened.

Everyone was taken back. There was another lond silence until someone broke it (Stella). "Well, she has quite a temper, so at least we know she's related to Bloom." A smile appeared on everyone's face, except Bloom's, she just blushed. "And Oritel," Marion added.

Kathrine was in the kitchen for a while, Marion got up to check on her. Just as Marion was about to turn a corner in the direction Kathrine went, Kathrine turned the corner. They bumped into each other, and Kathrine dropped the pan with biscuits on them. Marion held up her hand in natural reaction. The biscuits were floating in the air.

Marion was smiling. "We can still use our powers," she said gleefully. Kathrine had her chin thrusted out. She had to admit, she was scared! Marion must have noticed because she asked Kathrine something. "You knew we could do things like this, right."

Kathrine finally decided to close her eyes, and shut eveything out. She had to be only a few paces from her seat.

Stella decided to pull a little prank on her, though. Just as she was about to sit down she removed the seat from under her. Stella pulled it from under Kathrine. There was a crash.

Kathrine's eyes shot open. She didn't sit down. Kathrine had felt the arm rest touch her. Right before her very eyes, her 10th birthday preasent, a pottery gobled she had made, was in pieces. She bent down right next to the pieces, her hand covering her mouth.

"Oops, let me fix it," Stella said, trying to get on Kathrine's good side.

Kathrine held up her hand. "Please, Stella, don't," she looked up at the group, "you must be here for a reason so... If you want to stay for a while, you can. On one condition: shape shift or glamour yourselves or whatever. Just, you can't look like you, and also your names can't be your names while you're here."

They looked at each other. "Why not," Musa asked, stopping Stella from saying anything.

Kathrine rubbed the back of her neck. "You see, I thought you were just a part of my subcontious, so I told the little ones stories about the winx and I made a few up. And...um... don't forget the drwaings. The kids adore those drawings. So if they see you here looking like that, they might get a little scared, or maybe become obsessed with you. And if you don't mind my asking, why wouldn't you have your powers?"

Everyone took a step back, except Faragonda. Kathrine's gaze fell upon her, too. Ms. Faragonda looked around to see that they took a step back. She sighed.