"No! I won't do it! Forget it!" Irma refused to look at her friends, waggling an accusatory finger in their direction. What they were suggesting.. Was worse than cannibalism. Self-cannibalism. She'd rather eat her own hand. She peered to the left and her friends held up a fancy jacket with grins on their faces. But it was Caleb who made her sigh, the lovable twerp just had to have told her about Will. About how he'd been so idiotic not to count on accidents. He poor guy thought he was responsible for keeping them safe as 'older brother' and for Will and Cornelia she supposed it was more just responsibility as a friend. He blamed himself for Will near slip of death, but she also got a hint of rejection when he'd reinforced how fine Will had been.. How she hadn't needed him. It was hard to be a good friend when the person was pushing you away. So it was Caleb's hint of a smirk that made her give in. He was a great friend. "I.. Just hand me the stupid lip gloss."

"Remember! You have to keep Martin away the whole evening!" Caleb better cheer the hell up because of this. He owed her now. "So we can get W.I.T.C.H.!"

If they thought she was using her powers to help clean up they were boldly mistaken. "I'm going! I'm going! I'm.. Going.."

"MY, MY, MY! DON'T WE LOOK LOVELY! And by we, I mean you.." Irma scowled, hearing snickering behind the door as she tugged the short skirt down over the provided fishnets. Oh how Irma hated Cornelia.. And she hated Martin, wanting at that moment only to wipe that wry smirk off his face. As if he'd have a chance with her.. Under normal circumstances. "What's up?"

CLICK.

Irma grabbed for the door handle. They'd locked the door! Oh, how mature.. Irma wondered why they couldn't have just locked Martin in here for the night, but knew that Martin would probably have a spare key anyway.. "Uh, Martin, woo- would y-you like t-to go-ooh.." This was harder than she thought and she rattled the handle again, just making sure as she heard a loud bang on the door; probably Will telling her to hurry up.. "Em, would you like to go.. Out."

"You mean a date?"

"No, n-n-n-no, no, no! Not a date! ..As such.." Irma waved her hands out in front of her, receiving another bang on the door as Martin raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Oh, well.. If it's not a date.. I've kinda gotta stay here and catch this ghost.."

He turned away and Irma shook with rage as the bangings became a constant tapping on the door. That was way too annoying for Will.. It had to be Caleb. "Alright! It's a stupid date! Whoa-aah!"

Irma glared back as Martin pulled her along the corridor.. Will was holding the handle and Caleb was standing beside her; the beasts! Cornelia had her own though; standing with Hay Lin in the center of the corridor, waving happily as Irma was dragged by Satan into the depths of Hell. They would pay. They would all pay.

...

"It's Guardian Time!"

...

Blunk was hiding under a newspaper as the rain bounced heavily of the ground and Yan Lin's umbrella. "So little passling.."

"Elyon go home! Then go school! Then Blunk see scary strange person!"

"Yes?" Yan Lin bent forward a little; intrigued.

"Reflection Blunk in window! HAHAHAHA!" Yan Lin grimaced, knowing that there wouldn't be any news from the small passling, who's smell was emanating due to the rain. At least Phobos did not have her breath.. Yet..