Bloom awoke to something odd. There was a plate sitting in front of her, on that plate was something that kind of resembled food from the cafeteria. Bloom sat up and eyed it, this had to be something of a trick.
A cruel laugh made her lift her head up to see Icy sitting on a small loveseat on the other side of the room. She hand her arms cross and she seemed to be enjoying herself. "How amusing, in school they taught us how to torment a prisoner. By giving them a small plate of food," she said in a matter of factually tone. "It's up to the prisoner to figure out if it's poisoned or not."
"I'm not hungry," Bloom snapped. She used her foot to shove away the plate. "Besides, I know you would poison me."
Icy shrugged. "I guess you don't know much about me, even after all of our conflicts. But I know a lot about you, earth-girl. About who you are."
Bloom said nothing, she knew Icy to be something of a liar. Although it would be entertaining to hear what lie she was going to come up.
"You, my dear, have a reason you carry the dragonfire within you." Icy started as she lean against one side of the loveseat. "You see, my coven, my clan, my very bloodline have spent generations seeking your power. But when it was in the grasp of my coven's leader the guardian of the dragonfire had placed it into Spark's princess, which is you. Pixie."
Bloom snorted. "Nice story, I would have factor in sailor moon or maybe digimon."
"Believe what you want," Icy chuckled. "I have you within my little grasp and I have all the time in the world."
"Well if you have all this time," Bloom said while trying to get out of the shackles without much results. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself?"
"Oh ho, you've taken an interest in me?" Icy said in a mocking tone as she sat in. "Well if you must know I was born along with Darcy on Freeza, went to the tenkoori school on Vertboten and four years ago I came to cloud tower."
Bloom waited for a moment. "Is that all?"
Icy laughed. "No, but I'm only allowing you to know the very, very impersonal information. We're just enemies, why should you know more about me?"
"Because as the old saying goes, 'know your enemy'"
"This is serious," the headmistress had said. "This morning a teacher had seen a potion to detect traps around the door handles."
"Well, isn't anyone going to do something about it?" Musa said while trying to restrain herself. The headmistress raised a brow but kind of understood what the young pixie was feeling. "Bloom and Flora could be in danger by now."
"I understand the situation, but you must realize the one you're in. You are on very shaky grounds after the day of the royals."
Musa didn't speak as she felt the rage builds but somehow she repressed it on the outside, she felt defeated as she left the office. Wondering through the halls, avoiding many students while she allow the fury to die but instead it burn more wilder.
When she had reached her room she was glade to find Tecna wasn't there, she flung a fist into her bed as hard as possible. When the others are going to hear what had happened, she bet they're going to flip.
Stupid political bull, Musa thought. Caring more about pose and reputaion than people. She fell into bed shivering while her rage kept going higher and higher.
Hang on. She thought. Just hang on.
Stormy had woken up in bed. Next to her was Flora, they both were back home - Stormy's home - after the events in the woods. Flora worried that the young witch would be suicidal afterwards, at the moment she worried about both her friend Bloom and her girlfriend, Stormy.
Stormy curled up a little closer to the young pixie and mured. Flora woke up but went back to sleep after cuddling her a little closer. "Flora. I am so sorry, for what I've done."
"Please tell me something, if you don't mind me asking." Flora whisper into the girl's ear.
"Bloom is with Stormy, I don't know where she is but I do know my sister enough that she would just up and kill her."
"Why?
"Because... She loves her."