Russian Bloom Lagoon
By: FunahoMisaki
(A/N: I own nothing and what if when Daphne sent Baby Bloom to earth she made a miscalculation. Bloom was sent to the past…and to Russia! The strain turned her once red hair a blondish white and she was quickly found and adopted by a certain family that needed an heiress…now Bloom is coming to the magical dimensions but with more than a few surprises and secrets. AU OOC maybe femslash and possible bashing.)
"…This place is too pink." That was the only thing a slightly taller than average woman with blond hair and cold blue eyes said as she stood on a small hillside overlooking the school that a younger blond with hazel eyes had taken her too. The woman blew a bit of smoke from her cigar out as she turned cold cyan blue eyes to the nervous teenager next to her.
"You do realize I am too old to be a student?" The woman asked raising an eyebrow at the nervous younger girl who 'eep'ed slightly, much to her amusement, at being spoken to by the older woman.
"Well you have magic and didn't train it when you were younger so they'll let you in no matter what." The younger girl that introduced herself as Stella said somewhat timidly.
"…Interesting. I wonder what all I can do with this…magic." Was all the older woman would say on the matter before she began walking towards the school with the younger girl following nervously.
"Princess Stella what are you doing here before school even starts?" A woman with brown hair and wearing a sailor like dress asked catching sight of Stella as she walked into the quad of the school.
"Hey Miss G!" Stella said grinning at the woman who scowled at her.
"I do hope you aren't here to blow up another science lab." The woman said causing Stella to grin sheepishly when the older woman next to her looked at her with one eyebrow raised.
"Was it an accident or are you into explosions that much?" The older blond asked blowing out some smoke from her cigar as she looked at the younger one.
"I was trying to create a new shade of pink." Stella muttered under her breath, ducking under the twin looks she was receiving while one or two of the men behind them snickered.
"Better not let her anywhere near the explosives." One of them muttered to the other in Russian.
"Hmm quite. Private do make sure that anything explosive or valuable is locked away safely when young Ms. Stella is around." The elder blond said idly, not bothering to use Russian as she spoke in plain English, causing the man in question to straighten up and salute.
"Yes Kaptian!" The man said dead serious in English, his face now stone cold. Okay at that Griselda eyebrow reached her hairline and went past it.
"And who are they?" Griselda asked Stella although her eyes never left the blond haired woman with the burn scars across her body and her group of soldiers.
"Um…her name is Balalaika and she's a magical that was never trained."