WC and Saint Trinian's
By: FunahoMisaki
(A/N: I own nothing and what if instead of being found and raised by the Peters in America, Bloom was found by Camilla Fritton and raised at Saint Trinian's with the teachers as her aunts and uncles, and the students as her sisters? Oh Boy…look out Alfea AU OOC Femslash and maybe a bit of bashing)
"Here they come." Bloom whispered to her girlfriend of a year, Kelly Jones, as the two spotted three females walking down the drive. One was a blond girl about their age that Bloom saved by accident earlier and two were grown women. The first had pure white hair but a kind grandmotherly appearance while the other had brown hair and came off as the strict no nonsense kind…the kind of teacher that most of Saint T's hates with a passion. Even the other teachers!
"Alright First Years. You're up." Kelly whispered into a mic over her ear.
"Good morning Ma'ams." Some First Years dutifully called to the three women waving slightly.
"Ah. Good morning girls. How are you today?" The elderly woman asked in a kind voice, the stern looking lady nodded to the group of kids with a small smile and the blond squeaked terrified at the sight of them.
"We're fine miss! What about you?" One girl asked grinning and causing the woman to give her a kind smile.
"I'm fine young lady. Thank you for asking." The elderly woman said kindly, causing the stern woman to give the blond a look over the rim of her glasses.
"I don't see why you're so scared of those girls or this place Miss Stella. They seem more polite than you are." The stern woman said before something caught her attention out the corner of her eye.
"What in Magix?!" The elderly woman said stunned when a volley of paint bombs and stink bombs rained down on the three. They were each hit with a few of the paint bombs before the two older ones threw up some kind of strange shield as they all ran for the dubious safety of the school. When they made it inside they were spotted by a girl with curly brown hair wearing her uniform rather loosely as she spoke with a grown woman in an all-black outfit holding a long cigarette in one hand.
"Called it." The curly haired girl told the woman in French, smirking as the woman looked at the three newcomers before handing over twenty pounds.
"Thought they'd get hit with something worse…or at least get hit a little more than they did." The woman replied back in French as well, causing the three newcomers to look at them in confusion. None of them understood the strange earth language the two were speaking, and could only hope that not everyone spoke that same language.
"If they can do the same shielding trick that Bloom can then obviously it'll be harder to hit them." The curly haired girl said back in English with a small smug smirk. The magicals blinked, the girl had a funny but kind of cute accent on her.
"Mmm did not think of that." The woman replied in a lightly accented English that had a different accent to it than the girls.
"I'm guessing you're those magical teachers Stella went to go get. Welcome to Saint Trinian's." The teenager said turning to talk to the three magicals now.
"Why did we get besieged by paint bombs and stink bombs?" The stern woman asked sharply, causing both of the Saint T's Females eyes to narrow at her.
"It's a right of passage you could say. Most everyone who comes up the drive gets a…warning I guess you can call it. Those who survive are the ones that might survive here…those that don't…" The teen said shrugging her shoulders at the end.
"You and your father are zee only onez who were not…tested mon amore." The woman said giving a small snort as she smiled fondly down at the teenager.
"Being the headmistress's niece may not give me any other privilege and I am quite happy with that, I hate being treated differently cause of my family, but I'm very glad I didn't have to worry about being attacked on my way up the drive." The teenager said looking damn smug and causing the woman to chuckle softly.
"No worriez. You zurvived ze walk up ze drive. You won't have to zurvive it a zecond time." The woman said chuckling as she looked at the three magically empowered females who were trying to get the paint and all off of them with their magic.
"Don't bother. Bloom uses her magic to clean up after any paint related prank, so the other girls made some paint specially designed to not be removed or altered with magic. You won't believe how long it took them to figure out how to make it though. Where are my manners? My name is Annabelle Fritton, this is the linguistic teacher here at St. Trinian's Miss Caterina Maupassant." Annabelle said smirking at them and causing the stern looking woman to growl as she ceased her attempts at fixing her cloths and hair.
"Pleazure. Rainbow neon ezz a good look for you non?" Caterina said smirking wider and causing Annabelle to snicker at the look the brown haired woman shot them.
"We'll be your tour guides until we run into either Kelly or my cousin. Most likely when we run into one we'll run into the other." Annabelle said shrugging as she looked at the magicals.
"Kelly and your cousin?" The elder woman asked kindly, not bothered by the pranks. Her best friend was a witch, she had been on the receiving end of much worse after all.
"Kelly Jones is the Head Girl. My cousin, Bloom, is the headmistress's daughter and almost always joined at the hip with Kelly… unless she's with the twins…" Annabelle said thoughtfully as she chewed on her lip. Caterina surprised the magicals by pulling Annabelle close with an arm around the girls waist and kissed the top of Annabelle's forehead.
"If zhe were with ze twinz we would have hard ze explozionz by now, mon amore." Caterina said smiling lovingly down at Annabelle who gave her a smile, nodded, and then leaned up to kiss the older woman's cheek.
"Right you are my lovely Russian. Now let's start with the tour shall we?" Annabelle said grinning as she looked at the shocked magicals.
"I wasn't aware that the rules on student and teacher relationships were so relaxed here on earth." Griselda said pushing her glasses up slightly.
"Saint Trinian's has very little if any rules." Annabelle said shrugging her shoulders slightly as she looked over at Beverly, making the magicals looks as well only to blink at the blond who looked like she was high.
"Beverly! You can say hi to the new guests can't you?" Annabelle asked looking at the blond who smiled dazedly at them.
"High? Sorry just ran out of weed luvs. I'll have some more in by tomorrow." Beverly said her words slightly slurred as the magicals stared at her in disbelief while Annabelle shook her head and Maupassant laughed.
"I swear she's as oblivious as Bloom is…and Bloom doesn't even do weed!" Annabelle said rolling her eyes and making the teachers look at her surprised.
"She's obviously doing a drug and you…aren't surprised or reporting her?" Griselda asked in disbelief and making Annabelle roll her eyes.
"Everyone here does something. Besides like I said earlier…we have very little if any rules." Annabelle said making Stella look at her confused and shocked.
"So what do you do?" Stella asked mildly curious and making Annabelle smirk widely.
"Her." Annabelle said jabbing her thumb at Maupassant and making the magicals blush bright red at her words.
"And you're very good at what you do." Maupassant said with a small leer.
"I try."