This chapter has a bit of everything; Galatea makes another appearance, as well as Karen. We have some talk about Riven and our favorite prince is making his first appearance in awhile. It's another shortie, which is okay since the next one is pretty damn long - So let's go!

Homesick

Musa was not exactly sure how Layla fit into their group, but she was really beginning to trust her. Layla had dropped into their lives so suddenly and in a bizarre fashion that the girls really hadn't had much of a chance to get to know her. Musa had only spent a few hours with her when she was learning the dance routine for what was supposed to be a dance performance at Red Fountain. But Musa found herself opening up to Layla a lot more than she thought she would in such a sort amount of time; hell it took her nearly half of freshman year to tell the girls that she had a boyfriend, and the only reason that actually came out was because Daniel had shown up at Alfea with Nate after a panicked phone call from her. Of course, she hadn't really opened up about him for other reasons.

Her comfort with the princess of Tides led her to finally admitting the truth as to why she had been rummaging through dark spell books for the past couple of weeks. "It's kind of a long story," Musa said answering Layla's previous question about the books.

"Well I've got nothing but time," Layla said sitting down on Musa's bed as she continued to flip through some of the spell books that were laying around the floor. She already had an inkling about what it was about since Musa had all of a sudden become very interested in dark magic after the attack on Red Fountain a couple of weeks ago. She and Musa had just finished a dance practice and Layla had talked to the girls about joining the team and most of them were pretty much on board. There were a few that were not exactly happy with the idea since they were against anything Musa wanted; they were the girls that had their loyalty with Karen. "My potions class was cancelled because Ms. Falla is sick, so go on with the story,"

"It's kinda stupid," Musa said from her place at her desk, looking up at the wall in front of her as she fidgeted with her fingers. She glanced out her window and saw that the sun was beginning to set; Ali would be here soon to get ready for the museum event that they were going to. Musa was not going to go originally but ever since she found out that Galatea was going to attend the event as well, she figured she should make an appearance as well. "You're gonna think I –,"

"No judgment," Layla interrupted. "Trust me, I've grown up with the entire royal court judging me until I came here; I am not a fan of it,"

"You know when we were at Red Fountain for the opening?" Musa said swiveling around in her chair, looking over to the fairy on her bed. "I've been thinking about the thing about the stuff you said about the spell that," Musa stopped for a second feeling a little embarrassed about her obsession with finding out the spell Riven was under. "That Darcy put on Riven. I've been trying to find a spell that Riven would have been under,"

"How's it going?" Layla asked. "Find anything?"

"No…" Musa said looking down at the ground disappointedly. "You know when you want something to be true, so you continue to tell yourself it is until you actually believe it?"

"Yeah," Layla said. "I didn't know him before, but he seems to be a pretty good guy know. Mind you he's pretty much a prick and a complete ass who doesn't know the first thing about –," Layla began to rant. Riven seemed to piss her off as well, he was a chauvinist for sure and while most of the Winx Club let it go and looked past it, Layla was not about to le some guy act like he was curing cancer by waving around a sword. But Musa was her friend and she didn't need to hear that right now. "He might not be perfect, by any means, but he doesn't seem like the kind of guy to betray everyone he cares about willingly,"

"That's what I thought," Musa said looking back up with an unsure look on her face. "But I dunno, I thought I was past it but it's really bothering me now. I don't know why, but I feel like nothing has changed from last year,"

"Well what did you expect?" Layla asked honesty not really knowing what Musa wanted from Riven. Sure Layla didn't know him well but she could tell he wasn't the type of guy to show up at the door with flowers and candy, but again maybe he had changed from last year, although she couldn't see how anyone could be more of an ass.

"I dunno," Musa sighed, getting up from her desk and piling all the spell books on the desk. "I was hoping that he might make an effort to be nicer or show that he cares a little; and he sort of has, but I feel like I'm pulling teeth,"

"If it were me, I'd forget about him," Layla said, she didn't like the idea of having to wait for some guy to come around and admit his feelings. She would never let some guy have that advantage over her, especially not someone like Riven. "It's his lose really,"

"Yeah, I'm beginning to think that too," Musa said quietly walking over to her closet and pulling out the dress that she and Ali had decided on for the event tonight. She had never felt so confused about her feelings before. When she started dating Daniel she was sure she wanted it and when they broke up she was sure she wanted that too; and even after her lapse in judgment that night in his dorm, she was sure she didn't want to start anything up with him again. But with Riven she wanted to just walk away, and move onto a relationship that was healthy and normal, but she just couldn't.

"Hellllooooo," Ali said in a sing song voice as she burst through the door, breaking the tension in the room. She was hanging onto the door frame and the door knob, hanging there with a dress bag over her shoulder.

"Hey Ali," Musa said laying her dress on the bed and looking back up at Ali as Layla gathered her things and began on her way out of the room.

"Hey girls, what's going on?"

"Nothing, I should probably get back to my room and do some of the work I've been putting off," Layla said as she walked out of the room and over to her own. (1) Her room was not technically connected to the girls dorm, it was the single right next to their, but they shared a balcony so it wasn't like she was very far away. Miss Faragonda put her their intentionally so that she would be close to the friends that she had made, besides when the school was remodeled, new dorm rooms were created to accommodate the growing population of students that were applying to and getting into Alfea.

"Does she hate me?" Ali said when Layla was out of ear shot, putting her things down on Musa's bed and walking over to the mirror. "She seems to hate me,"

"She does not hate you," Musa said walking over to her bathroom and putting on her dress. "We were just talking about random junk and she knew we needed to get ready,"


The museum benefit was much like any other, royal and other well-to-do families filed up the marble museum steps and past the grand marble columns onto the large entrance of the massive building. Musa and Ali got out of the car that brought them to the work of architectural art that had been standing in the metropolis for hundreds of years.

"A bouncer at an event like this," Ali said with distaste as she and Musa approached the top of the steps, hearing the clack of their heels as they went. Musa looked up and saw a rather intimidating looking man standing by the place cards. "That's a bit tacky for these people don't you think?"

"You realize that we are these people right?" Musa said. She had spent a lot of time hating the way the people she grew up around acted. They spent too much time with their noses in the air to realize that they were acting like complete asses, and one of the things she absolutely hated was when they got together at event like this. They would come together and chat about how good it felt to 'give back' when they were simply writing a check and drinking the night away. But in reality, she was born into this world and that made her a part of it, although she chose to try to be different than them; to be more normal and less snobby.

"Says the girl who never lets anyone address her as 'princess'," Ali pointed out, in almost every class the professors usually chose to address the girls with their last names or even their official titles, but Musa made it known that she was not too keen to being called 'princess' every time someone addressed her.

"Anyway," Musa said as the two got to the card table. Ali was quick to find her place card, however Musa was having a bit of trouble with hers. "I can't find mine,"

"Well you're at my table so your card should be here somewhere," Ali said bending down and giving the table a more careful inspection. She scanned through the rows of white place cards, all written on in black ink and a fancy style of calligraphy. "That's odd, I know I saw you on the guest list,"

"Excuse me," Musa said to the large gentlemen dressed in a tuxedo standing next to the table with the place cards, he was the one Ali compared to a bouncer on the way in and up close he looked even scarier. "I can't seem to find my place card,"

"Well were you invited?" He said in a low voice and rather rudely.

"Of course she was you imbecile," Ali said walking in front of Musa, obviously taking offense to the comment. "Why else would she be here? Her name is Musa Dannington, princess of the Harmonic Nebula, why don't you check the guest list. That is if you can read,"

"Yes I'm sorry your highness, please go right ahead in." The man said apologetically looking to the floor.

"Could you have been a little meaner," Musa said sarcastically as the two walked over to their table. "I don't think he was quite ready to cry,"

"Serves him right for asking a stupid question," Ali said. "I mean what kind of person would crash a museum event? It's not like this is the part of the year or something,"

"Please, I'm sure it's not the party of the night,"

"Exactly, so what kind of loser would come to it uninvited?"

"I can think of two," Musa answered, stopping her stride when she saw two people standing in front of the table she and Ali were supposed to be sitting at. Karen and Galatea stood there in gowns talking to each other, acting as if they had been invited.

"Seriously?" Ali said with a laugh. "Do they have nothing better to do than to crash this party?"

"Explains where my place card went,"

"What exactly do you think your doing here?" Ali said as she and Musa confronted the two. "I'm pretty sure the help doesn't need to be dressed so formally,"

"Hello pledge," Karen greeted and took another sip of her drink, staring hatefully at Musa.

"Well the princess of the Harmonic Nebula was invited," Galatea said feigning innocence with a helpless look in her eye.

"Yeah, the real one," Musa tossed cruelly. Galatea was no longer considered the princess to her realm, after many years of family drama; Musa was accepted as the only heir to the throne even though there was still another legitimate one.

"Funny how you think you're the real heir when you are not even a real princess," Galatea spat knowing exactly how Musa would react to it. Even the slightest mention of her mother was enough to upset her; the princess was fiercely protective of her mother's memory; so naturally it was the best button to press.

"And you are?" Musa seethed as anger coursed through her veins. How dare she bring up her mother like that, especially since Galatea had been around during the time her mother had passed; they may have been kids at the time but she had to remember the pain Musa and her father went through. And now she was throwing it in her face, again? The first time Galatea said it, Musa had hit her but she felt bad since she figured she was sorry about it, but now all bets were off. If she wanted to make it personal then Musa would make it personal. "Last time I checked, your loon of a mother was exiled,"

"And yet I'll still have the crown that rightfully belongs to me," Galatea said, obviously taken aback by Musa's response. Their family was filled with enough drama and problems to make this little battle go on for hours, but neither wanted all of their dirty laundry aired in front of some of Magix's most influential. "And everyone will see that I'm the better choice for the throne,"

"That's why you're here?" Musa asked. It was pretty obvious Galatea had gotten her hands on the guest list and it wasn't too hard to figure out that Musa wouldn't be to apt to go to an event like this. Galatea was here to trash Musa's reputation and get high society on her side so she could have a chance at taking Musa's throne. It was a pretty good plan, now if only it had worked. This little harebrained scheme had Karen written all over it, but Musa was not going down without a fight, not just yet. "It's going to look pretty bad when you get dragged outta here,"

"By who?" Galatea challenged. "I would love to see you try,"

"Okay girls we're making a bit of a scene," Ali said through her teeth as a cross expression painted her face.

"Don't worry this will be over quickly," Musa said feeling herself ball her fist.

"What Musa? Are you going to hit me in front of all these people?" Galatea baited her, bringing herself close to Musa's face with a smirk on her face. "Go ahead, it's just going to prove that I am the far better choice to rule over a kingdom; I know how to keep my cool,"

"Oh don't you worry about that," Musa said sweetly, trying to control the anger that was coursing through her. "I'll handle this like a royal should," Musa then called over the two large men standing by the door and put on her best face of innocence; the one she used on her father when she told him she was going to Crescendo for the weekend when she was actually going to a music festival with a bunch of rock stars

"Is there a problem here your highness?" The large man asked as she looked to Musa and then over to Ali.

"Actually there is," Musa said looking up to him with her large azure eyes. "This girl is impersonating me, I am the princess of the Harmonic Nebula and she, well she's just someone else." Musa said then grabbing her small clutch purse and pulling out her ID. "See Princess Musa Dannington of the Harmonic Nebula,"

"Miss you are going to have to come with us," The other security guard said to Galatea grabbing her arm.

"Get your hands off of me," Galatea snapped loudly in disgust pulling back her arm away from her. "Do you know who I am,"

"Well he certainly knows who you're not," Ali said quietly as she and Musa watched, stifling a laugh. If the entire room wasn't watching before, they were sure as hell watching now.

"I hope you're carrying some type of weaponry," Musa said smartly. "She may not leave peacefully, it's rude I know, but I'd just blame her upbringing," She said hoping her words would sting. She knew what Galatea thought of her without Galatea having to make some smart remark; it was the same thing a lot of people thought. She was a half bred princess, as many would say, and as such she didn't always command a lot of respect; she knew when she became queen things would change, but for now she knew where she stood and it killed her. Not because what they thought of her but of how they thought of her mother, she couldn't stand to hear something bad said about her mother and it drove her crazy that she couldn't just hit Galatea for what she had just said.

"I'm leaving," Galatea said angrily, snapping her arms away from the guards once again and then grabbing her small purse and leaving with Karen not too far behind.

"Nice work," Ali said stepping closer to Musa, who had unconsciously moved forward with every word she had said to Galatea, the two watched with some pleasure as the princess was escorted out of the museum, in front of everyone. Her plan to faze Musa out of the picture had obviously backfired.

"I thought so," Musa said a little proudly with her arms crossed.

"But now you realize we have a lot of work to do here tonight," Ali told her. Musa turned and looked at the fairy confused, they got her kicked out, what else was left to do?

"Like…"

"Well you just got someone kicked out of here in front of everyone," Ali recapped. "We need to take Galatea's little plan and use it for ourselves. We have to make sure you look like the victim here; make it look like Galatea is some evil little girl who does things like this on a normal basis,"

"I can't trash her like that," Musa said. Getting her kicked out was one thing, she deserved it; but she was still family and Musa couldn't just go around spreading lies about her just because she had pissed her off; not that Galatea didn't deserve it, but Musa was just not that kind of person. Musa thought that this had finally sent the message to Galatea to leave her alone, it was public humiliation, it should have been pretty clear.

"Musa she is trying to push you out of your throne, your birth right," Ali reminded. "She is willing to do anything to take away what's rightfully yours and you are just going to sit back and let it happen?"

"Fine I'll play up the victim angle," Musa said. Ali was right, she couldn't just sit by and let Galatea take advantage of her normally kind nature, she had to fight back. Besides she was sick and tired of sitting back and simply taking everything people said about her; it was time to make an example out of Galatea.

"And I'll do the trashing," Ali said with a sly smile. "And you thought tonight was going to be boring,"


Musa sat on a bench outside of Alfea the morning after the museum fund raiser, seething in fury. She was still furious about what Galatea said about her, but she had managed to get her revenge when she got her kicked out and then ruined her reputation; well that was more Ali's area, but still. After a night that she had spent with the kind of people that she wanted to slap really hard in the face, she was now sitting on the bench in front of Alfea, at the crack of dawn she had left her room and was sent all over Magix to retrieve random things that Karen had 'hidden' for her.

After nearly five hours of wandering around the city, Musa found the ear muffs, suit case, travel sized lipstick and packing peanuts Karen supposedly 'needed'. Luckily her antic hadn't woken Techna since she had spent the night in her friend's dorm as the two were up all night doing some project for Wizgiz's class. Musa thought of her empty room and her warm bed and how she had given that up to be Karen's whipping boy or in this case, girl.

Now the musical princess sat out in the cold waiting for Karen to wake up and let her go back inside since she was instructed to wait at the stupid bench until she was told she could leave. Musa had thought about getting up and leaving so many times, but she figured if she was going to let Karen get under her skin so easily than that would let Karen win and it was something she did not want. Besides, if she was rejected from Kai Fli than it would also be like Karen had won, and again Musa was not about to let that happen.

About an hour later, Musa got a call on her phone from Karen, telling her that she could keep the things she sent her searching around Magix for and go back to her room if she wanted to. Infuriated with Karen because she simply did that to piss Musa off, even angrier because it did get under her skin, Musa stormed up to her room to get some sleep she should have gotten the night before.

At least hell week was going to end soon and Karen really hadn't done anything too bad to her. Musa was actually pretty surprised that something big hadn't happened; Karen's specialty was getting Musa into some type of trouble, which usually involved her family. This time all she had really done was made Galatea into a bitch, which wasn't very hard since she was only a hop skip and jump away from that when she got to Alfea. Musa had let go of the idea of having some type of relationship with her at this point, now she just wanted the girl to keep her distance.

With an exhausted sigh, Musa collapsed onto her bed without looking on what she was landing on, only to spring back up a second later in pain. She looked down and realized that she had lain down on a book, Musa flipped it open and inside the cover page, a note slipped out.

Ali showed this to me, thought you might like it – Stella

Musa smiled and opened the book, it was an old yearbook from years ago and as Musa flipped through the pages she realized that it was the year that her mother was a senior at the school. Musa remembered that she had one of these at home, but it was a different year and she hardly got to see it since it was packed away in storage with the rest of her mother's things. Forgetting all of her fatigue and the fact that it was still early in the morning and she had been up almost the entire night, Musa sat down at her desk and began flipping through the large yearbook, seeing her mother's pictures fill the pages.

It was almost weird seeing her mother's face, Musa had it permanently locked in her memory, but she was not used to actually having a picture. She had albums of pictures in her room, but she was always careful when looking through them. Her father only never looked at their old pictures, the ones when Musa was young and her mother was still alive; he never really recovered from losing her.

Running her fingers over the pictures, Musa felt tears form in her eyes, she wished so much that she could talk to her mother one more time. But seeing her pictures were enough to make Musa feel better about everything going on. She continued to look through the pages when she saw one picture with her mother and her grandparents. Musa had only met them once when she was younger and once again at her mother's funeral, but after that they had faded out of the picture.

She had asked her father a few times to go and see them, but her father never really gave her an answer and now that she was old enough to understand why he was so resistant to see them; she simply felt guilty about wanting to see them because she knew how much it hurt her father to think about her mother.

As she looked through the year book she began to get the inkling that her mother was pretty popular, her face was on almost every page. Musa felt some pride for being her mother's daughter, and it made her want to be more like her.

Hours later, Musa was still looking through the same yearbook when Ali, Techna and Stella came in the door. "Hey guys," Musa said with a smile, feeling happier than she had in a long time. She really loved this yearbook. "Thanks for showing me this," Musa said immediately when she saw Ali and Stella.

"We thought you'd like it," Ali said. "It was in the pile of spell books we were usuing to try to find a communication spell and I figured you might like it. Your mom was super popular,"

"And the president of Kai Fli," Stella added. "No wonder she was so famous,"

"Yeah," Musa said smiling down at the yearbook. "You mind if I keep this for a little while longer?"

"Nope it's all yours," Ali said. "I just came in to congratulate us, Hell week is officially over!"

"Seriously?" Musa asked. How was that possible, she was expecting Karen to come at her and do something crazy or aty least really try to humiliate her? A couple of sleepless nights and a pair of ruined slippers seemed a little too easy. "So what does this mean? Are we in now?"

"Nah, this was supposed to weed out the weak," Stella told her.

"Really? This week wasn't so bad," Musa said. "I don't know what the big fuss about hell week was about,"

"Speak for yourself," Ali said. "I had to endure things that a person should not even have to speak of,"

"Yeah you got lucky, which is a little ironic since you had the meanest sister as your guardian," Stella pointed out and then turned on her heels. "Well I've got a lunch date with Brandon in an hour and I need to get ready,"

"I should probably go too," Ali said. "I haven't seen the inside of my room in a week,"

Musa smiled and sat back down at her desk and noticed she had a new message on her phone. – Meet me in Magix Central Park now; west entrance, it's an emergency – Brandon – Musa shut her phone with some worry wondering what exactly the problem was since Stella seemed fine when she was in here and since she was still under the impression that they were having a date later.

Without asking any questions Musa simply shut her phone and grabbed her bag. "I gotta run into Magix to get a new pair of slippers, I'll be back for class later," Musa told Techna as she ran out of the room.

"Alright," Techna said as the door shut in confusion. Who was in that big of a rush to get slippers?


Musa walked over to the west entrance of Magix Central park and saw Brandon standing by the large entrance gate with his back turned. The park was alive with kids running around the small hills, they were probably from some of the private charter schools from the city, Magix had some of the most exclusive prep schools even for toddlers. And then there were even smaller children running around with women that Musa could only assume were their nannies, chasing them around. Musa turned her attention back to Brandon as she got closer to him, he appeared to be talking to be talking to someone, but Musa couldn't quite see who it was, all she could really see was that he had dark brown hair. "Brandon what's the big emergency," Musa said walking up to the specialist and then seeing who it was he had been talking to.

She walked to the gate and stood in shock as the two boys turned to her, both looking a little nervous to see what her reaction would be. "Brandon," Musa said a couple seconds later, not turning to the squire but instead looking Daniel right in the eye with shock. The wind pushed his dark brown hair in his face and he looked so cute. Since when did Daniel and Brandon talk? She was the only way that they knew about each other. And how was this an emergency? Musa had run over to Magix in a near panic thinking something horrible happened since Brandon didn't give much detail in his cryptic little text. "What is this? What's going on,"

"We need to talk," Daniel said finally and walked towards Musa who did nothing to stop him. They did need to talk and she had been very hesitant to call him since Leslie and the twins were right, she fell into his arms when she was feeling vulnerable or upset; and she had been feeling that a lot lately. The last thing Musa wanted right now was to be stupid and fall under his charm once again, but sometimes it was so goddamn hard to not feel swept away by him.

"I can see you lovebirds need to talk," Brandon said sarcastically with a sly smile. "I should get over to Alfea and pick up Stella for our date anyway,"

Before Musa could say anything to stop him or say something remotely threatening to him, he was gone; leaving Musa and Daniel standing next to each other in an awkward stare. Musa looked down at her feet and began to play with her nails nervously. What was she supposed to say to him? She still wondered if he felt anything that night and hoped to god that he didn't so they could just move on. But if he did, she didn't know what she was going to do. "So how's school?" Musa said trying to find something she could open with, feeling so horrible about the way she left things.

"Really? Haven't talked to me in weeks and that's how you plan to open," Daniel criticized playfully giving her a small nudge on her shoulder as he and Musa began to walk along the cobblestone path of the large park. Musa wanted to say something clever back but she really could not think of a thing. So she smiled and laughed a small laugh with her head still looking down at her feet. "Come on Musa, you can laugh, it's me,"

"I know," Musa said softly. "Look about what happened after the ball at your place,"

"When you jumped on me?" Daniel quipped, once again trying to break the tension

"I believe it was you who was on top," Musa said not realizing how that sounded until she said it. But her slip served to finally break the ice and the two managed to have laugh and light up a bit. "I didn't mean it like it sounded," Musa then corrected feeling a little less tense. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

"About that night," Daniel said becoming more serious as the two continued down the cobblestone path. He looked down to Musa, the sun shining a little in his eyes. Musa looked up and forgot how good looking he was, there may have been no romantic feelings left for him in her heart, but the princess could not deny that he was enough to make her melt.

"I'm sorry," Musa cut in before Daniel could go on. She wasn't sure if she was ready to hear what he was about to say so she simply cut in hoping his feelings matched hers. "I was feeling, I dunno, I just got caught up in all of it. It felt so nice to be…,"

"Us again," Daniel finished for her with a comforting smile. "Yeah I know what you mean. I'm sorry too, I mean I didn't have to kiss you back, but I did."

Musa smiled up at Daniel and wrapped her slender arms around Daniel's waist to give him a hug. "So we're good?"

"We're good," Daniel told her. "Just no more kissing me, kay? I know I'm so damn hard to resist but-,"

"Shut up," Musa said pushing Daniel away with a hard shove as they walked. He laughed and threw his arm back around her shoulder. "It's not my fault, I was drinking. I mean seriously, I would need to be drunk to even go three with you," She said sarcastically.

"Yeah okay," He said with a roll of his eyes. "But we are okay right? This weird thing is over now right?"

"Yes, we're good," Musa assured him.

"So just out of curiosity," Daniel began. "Why was it that you kissed me? Besides my obvious raw sexual magnetism,"

"Like I said, I had been drinking," Musa repeated, she felt so relived to finally be able to joke around with him again. Finally after a summer that seemed a little suspect when she gave it some close thought, she and Daniel had finally moved past the romantic phase of their relationship and now they wouldn't have to worry about something coming between them and ruining their friendship. That was as long as either of them didn't do anything stupid like they had after the ball.

"Please that's not the reason," Daniel said refusing to take that as a reason. He knew something had to have been wrong for her to do that, he hadn't asked then but now that it was clear that they were on good terms, it was time he knew. He wanted to feel like he was her best friend again. "Seriously though, I feel like I know nothing about you,"

"Come on that's not true," Musa said realizing that it was. Ever since they broke up, Musa and Daniel had kept their conversations pretty light and airy. They acted like they were back to being as thick as thieves, but the fact was that she had been a little resistant to tell him about the things going on with her and she had a feeling he did the same. "Not entirely true,"

"It is," Daniel snapped back a little frustrated. "Why don't you tell me anything anymore?"

"I dunno," Musa said suddenly feeling like she had when she first saw Daniel standing with Brandon at the entrance of the park. "I guess it's just a little weird now,"

"It shouldn't be," Daniel told her.

"You're right," Musa said smiling as she looked up at him with her large sapphire eyes. She was never one to really tell anyone how she was feeling, the fact was she had her guard up a lot, she did have every right since she'd been burned enough. But Daniel was one of the few people she managed to open up to, so if she could do that before, she could do it now. "That night was just nice to have, it was an awful week at Alfea and I dunno it felt like I was wanted when we were out. It's stupid I know, but that's what I felt,"

"Yeah, I missed you," Daniel told her. "And it's not stupid, a little desperate maybe, but I won't tell anyone,"

"Why do I put up with you," Musa asked with a roll of her eyes.

"Because you love me," Daniel told her pulling her back under his arm with a laugh.

"Yeah I guess I do," Musa admitted. She needed to start including Daniel in her life again, it had been a long time since she had really filled him in on what was going on with her and it was a while since he had done the same. "So I'm a part of a sorority,"

Daniel let out a loud scoff with surprise. "Seriously? You?" He said with disbelief.

"Yeas me, why is that so surprising," The two contined on talking for the next few hours. They grabbed dinner at one of their favorite restaurants in Magix. Musa hadn't even realized that the sun was setting outside.

"Wow I just missed all my classes for the day," Musa laughed when she looked at her watch and then back at Daniel.

"You say it like you have never done it before," Daniel laughed. He and Musa and their little group had skipped a lot when she went to Devon and the managed to get away with it since they came from such influential families. Unfortunately staff at Alfea was not as easily swayed by the power of it's student body.

"Yeah but you guys have Headmaster Charleston to bail you out of ever mess," Musa commented. It was the job of Headmaster Charleston to make sure that all of his students were accepted into the best universities and made great leaders one day.

"A reason you need to get back to Devon as soon as possible," Daniel joked as the two walked out of the restaurants and the limo that Daniel had called for a few minutes before pulled up in front of the curb on the street as the two stopped, getting ready to say goodbye. "So, you're going to start calling me again,"

"Yes," Musa assured and jumped into Daniel's arms giving him a tight hug. "Call me when you land,"


Musa walked back onto the Alfea campus as the sun completely set over the horizon. She had told Techna that she was going into Magix for a quick visit to pick up a new pair of slippers and not only did her 'short' trip turn into a whole afternoon of catching up with Daniel but she didn't even have a pair of slippers to show for it.

"You missed class today," Techna said as Musa walked in and threw her bag on her bed. Techna sat on her bed working on her homework and she looked up at Musa with a skeptical look in hey eye with her eyebrow raised. "And you don't have slippers,"

"Yeah, I guess I forgot," Musa said nervously and spat a laugh out of her mouth.

"You forgot to pick up what you went out for," Techna asked. "And it took you over six hours to do so,"

"I'll explain later," Musa said. "It's just long and complicated,"

"Does it have something to do with Daniel," Techna said not looking up from her book, as if she had been expecting something like this to happen. "I haven't seen to talk to him in weeks, ever since you got back from the ball. So I figured…"

"Yeah, it's nothing though," Musa assured. She knew Techna would not tell anyone about what happened with Daniel, but the less that people knew about that, the less she would have to relive it and she had decided with Daniel today that they needed to move on. "It's all fixed now so no harm no foul,"

"If you say so,"

"Hey have you seen Tune?" Musa asked looking around the room. She hadn't seen her around the room or even around the school all day. Usually Tune was the first one to come back to the dorm since she always went to sleep early, 'early to bed, early to rise' she was always saying, hoping Musa might catch on. "She's usually back in the room getting ready for bed now,"

"I don't know, come to think of it, I haven't seen Digit all day either," Techna said as her brow crinkled in thought.

"I'm sure they're together somewhere," Musa assured beginning to feel a little worried when she thought about what trouble they may have gotten into. "Weren't they playing bumble ball or something?"

"Bumbaleanie ball," Techna corrected. "And they should be back in by now, it was hours ago,"

"Do you guys know where Amore is?" Stella said bursting into the room a second later. "We are supposed to be watching movies tonight and she isn't anywhere,"

"No, we can't find Tune or Digit either," Musa told her.

"Maybe Bloom knows," Stella said hurrying out of the room and over to Bloom and Flora's room. A few minutes later Stella ran back into the room and grabbed Techna and Musa.

"Bloom can't find Lockette, we need to go out and look for them," Stella said. "Chances are they are together so if we find one we'll probably find the rest of them,"


Ten minutes later the girls had assembled outside on the back grounds of Alfea. They first checked the gardens and the other usual spots where they could find the pixies; unfortunately they didn't have too much luck with finding them there so they kept searching. "This doesn't make any sense," Musa said as she looked around. "They are usually so responsible about telling us where they are,"

"It's romantic comedy night on the wishing star network, there is no way Amore would miss that," Stella said. They were all thinking the same thing, there was something wrong and it had to do with whatever Miss Faragonda was not telling them. "Something has to be wrong,"

"Yeah and Digit hasn't even texted me back," Techna added as she checked her phone once again. "I've been testing her for over twenty minutes and she never takes this long to respond, maybe something's happened to them,"

"Don't think like that," Bloom said. "I'm sure they are fine,"

"There they are!" Musa said just as she spotted the group of pixies, all walking off the campus through the back gate. They didn't look like they were even awar that they were doing it, but they continued to walk like zombies in the night.

"Alright, tell us what's going on you guys," Bloom said as the girls ran ahead of the pixies and stopped them from exiting the maze –like garden that they were standing in front of. All of the pixies had the same glazed expression on their faces, like they were sleep walking or something.

"We must get back to Pixie Village," Chatta said in a drone like tone.

"What are you talking about?" Bloom questioned, leaning over and examining them closer as her voice began to get a little sterner. "You know you can't go back there, Darkar will follow you and find out where that is and that can't happen,"

"Bloom wait, why do you guys want to go home?" Layla said stopping Bloom from yelling at the pixies.

"Because," Digit said disobediently, sounding like a child. "Just because,"

"Just because is not a good reason," Techna punished. "What's gotten into you,"

"We were supposed to watch a movie tonight, Amore, what's up," Stella added. "I got popcorn and everything,"

"I don't wanna do that," Amore said sadly holding her hands together tightly. "I wanna go home,"

"Come on scatter anybody!" Chatta called loudly. In the blink of an eye all the pixies flew in different directions, running away from the fairies they were bonded to.

"Wait!" Flora called desperately.

"We can't let them get away!"

"We won't," Bloom said and all the girls understood.

After transforming into their Winx the girls began to scan the entire area for the pixies. It didn't take long to get them all corralled into a spell proof box and once they were in there and safe, the girls put them back and their room and went straight to Miss Faragonda to find out what was going on.

Miss Faragonda told them to relax for now and wait until she could find a way to remove the spell from the pixies. Unfortunately the next night the pixies escaped and after hours of searching they found them and returned them safely to Alfea.

At least things were safe again.

For now.


1. Anyone else wonder where Layla slept when she was at Alfea because Techna was still Musa's roomie at the time. (season three is when Layla moves in with her) So that's where I put her sicne she came in after school started.

I know the end was sort of rushed, but honestly this was another one of those episodes that was really dry so I added my plot lines and sped through the actual ones.

Bright side – the next chapter is one of my faves!

xoxo,
princessm