Random Winx Idea

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and this just popped into my head at random…don't ask me why. AU OOC Bashing and femslash all possible and likely.)

"What's wrong sweetheart? Why won't you stop crying?" Morgana seemed to be at her wits end as she stared down at her beautiful not even a year old baby girl who had been crying for almost half an hour before they came to the park where she just cried louder. Usually coming to the park and being near other people and animals soothed Roxy but now it seemed as if the opposite were true.

Morgana was on the very edge of a mental breakdown trying to figure out why her baby was crying so much…when someone else stepped in.

"You okay!" A little girl with short red hair was standing by the bench all of a sudden and looking at Roxy. Morgana jumped a bit and stared at the little red head, the girl couldn't be any older than three or four at the most.

"You fine! You okay!" The little red head was repeating those words as she leaned in close to look at Roxy, and to Morgana's amazement Roxy's crying tapered off.

"You fine." The little girl said one last time before Roxy stopped crying in general and instead blinked her eyes open to look at the new voice.

"Thank you little one. What's your name?" Morgana asked smiling slightly at the little girl who was peering at Roxy curious and worried.

"Bloo-

"Bloom!" Another little girl, this one with greenish blond hair, cried from the sand box. Looking over Morgana saw a dark haired girl around the same age as the first two push the greenish haired girl down and the girl landed with a sickening crack. Before Morgana could even rise to her feet, Bloom was already across the playground and picking up the pushed over girl easily.

"Lena get owwie." Bloom said rushing back over to Morgana and placing the other girl down on the bench besides the woman.

"I see that and it's a bad owwie. Where are her parents?" Morgana asked swallowing thickly at the amount of blood coming out of the girls head.

"There." Bloom pointed to a pair of adults that weren't even paying any attention to anything. The man was making out with a girl that looked to be just outside of her teens, and the woman was doing something on her phone.

"I see…can you go get them so that they can call for an ambulance?" Morgana forced her voice to remain calm and gentle, not wanting the girl to panic and making the red head nod.

Morgana watched in disbelief as the girl seemed to teleport over to the two adults and bodily picked them both up before seeming to teleport back over to her.

"Lena got owwie. Fix her." Bloom said her voice surprisingly serious for a three to four year old as she dropped the two adults in front of Morgana and making them both look down at their bleeding daughter disinterested.

"She'll be fine in about an hour." The woman said going back to her phone without another glance at her child, making Morgana's blood boil. Spotting a police car parked at the sidewalk nearby, Morgana looked at Bloom.

"Sweetie can you go get the nice police man? We need to get this little one's head looked at." Morgana said gently making Bloom nod as she darted over to the police car.

Morgana quickly placed Roxy in her stroller so that she didn't get any blood on her and then rearranged the bleeding toddler so that her head was elevated up on Morgana's lap as she grabbed some napkins to try and stop the blood flow.

"Got cop." Bloom said making Morgana look up…only to nearly have a heart attack when she saw the tiny little red head holding a police car over her head with one hand effortlessly, the cops still inside of it judging by the frantic motions coming from within.

"Can you set the car down so they can get out?" Morgana asked faintly as she stared at the tiny tiny girl who nodded and gently put the car back on the ground, crawling out from under it easily. After the cops regained their composure, despite being a little pale faced, they got out of the car and quickly asked what was going on.

"Okay we're going to need to talk to you two downtown. The little girl obviously needs an ambulance." The female cop said glaring darkly at the parents of the bleeding child while Bloom tugged on her shirt.

"Bulance make Lena's owwie go way?" Bloom asked rather cutely making Morgana melt a bit, as did the cops, as the red head peered up at them with wide curious blue eyes.

"Yes little one. An ambulance would help make… 'Lena's owwie go away." The male cop said smiling at the little girl who frowned and nodded looking serious again. As soon as the cops looked away at a remark from the bleeding girls dad, Bloom vanished as if she had teleported again.

"Got bulance!" Bloom called two minutes later as the female cop was about to call over the radio for an ambulance upon realizing that no one else had yet. Everyone looked over from what they were doing or about to do…and they nearly collapsed. In fact the father of the bleeding girl, who Morgana learned was called Selina, really did faint and the mother wasn't that far behind.

Tiny little Bloom was carrying an ambulance over her head with one hand as if it weighed the same amount as a lollipop.

The male officer collapsed onto the ground in disbelief making nonsensical noises when Bloom put the ambulance down gently and crawled out from under it.

"Fix Lena owwie!" Bloom demanded glaring at the paramedics inside of the ambulance, both of whom were wide eyed and pale faced.

"Just how strong is this kid?" The female cop asked in disbelief as she stared at Bloom while the paramedics slowly got out of the ambulance and avoided the tiny red head as they went to check on and treat Selina.

As they all stared in disbelief, Roxy began clapping her tiny hands together and laughing at the sight in front of them.

Little tiny Bloom was lifting up the police car and ambulance at the same time and treating them as if they were very large…very fragile toys.

The blond haired paramedics words seemed to almost echo amongst the silence of the park as they all stared at the little red head.

"She's using them as dumbbells…and she's not even batting an eyelash."