Okay, this is a nice, short little chapter since Chapter Eight was mammoth and Chapter Ten's gonna be epic. I don't mind writing long chapters, but sometimes it's nice to have a change. And thanks to all those who reviewed, especially angelgrl31392 who figured out what Stella was saying in the previous chapter. There's still no word on what the hell Sky was saying, but that's not that important.

Anyways, there's a bit of Brandon and Stella fluff in this one, so Stella and Brandon fan this one's for you.

Chapter Nine – The Angel of Doom

"Should I be concerned about Bloom and Avalon?" Sky asked one afternoon, giving up on concentrating on his homework so he could voice the thought that had been troubling him ever since the unveiling of Red Fountain's new campus a few days ago. "I mean, I know she thinks he's handsome and she has dogged me a few times to talk to him or to do work on her papers for his class and whatever, but it's nothing I should be worried about, right?"

"I don't think you need to be," Timmy assured his friend. "So she may have a little crush on her teacher? Big deal. Nothing will ever come of it, that's why it's a crush."

"Yeah, but just because it's a crush doesn't mean nothing will come of it," Sky reminded Timmy. "I mean, look at Brandon and Stella. That started out as a crush and now look at the way they are around each other."

"What?" Riven asked from his place lounging on Brandon's bed while the two of them shared out their homework. "Nauseating? Repulsive? Disgusting?"

"No, in love," Brandon said with a dreamy look on his face that he knew would turn the stomach of the burgundy haired specialist sitting beside him.

"Eww."

"Guys, can we please try to focus on me here?" Sky begged his friends.

"Sky, you're being paranoid again," Brandon pointed out. "Even if Bloom does have a bit of a crush on Avalon, absolutely nothing is going to happen between them for three reasons. One, he's a paladin which means he's probably a lot older than he looks. He's might even be old enough to be great, great grandfather. Two, he's her teacher and she's his student. There are laws preventing it from going beyond that."

"Which not everyone abides to," Riven commented dryly.

"And three," Brandon continued on as if Riven hadn't said anything, "Bloom, believe it or not, is totally into you, man. In fact, you should totally make it official and ask her to be your girlfriend because I'm so positive that she'll say yes that I'm willing to walk to each end of the corridor outside this room naked is she says no."

"No one wants to see that," Riven assured the squire who retaliated by poking his tongue out at his friend. "Oh that's mature."

"I guess you're right," Sky said and when he saw the bewildered looks of his friends, he quickly added, "About Bloom and Avalon. I mean, a person will usually get a crush on one of the teachers at one point during their schooling career, but normally nothing ever comes of it. (1)"

"It's just a regular part of being a student," Timmy nodded.

"Have you guys ever had a crush on a teacher?"

"Um, no," Timmy lied with a nervous cough and flushing slightly. Brandon and Riven, however, both slipped into a dreamy, distant expression as they recalled the teacher that had been the cause of several of their fantasies.

"Miss Alex," they both answered in unison.

"Oh, how could I forget her?" Sky asked himself, remembering the young, blonde student teacher that had come to Red Fountain during their freshmen year to teach a module to the school on the proper techniques of fighting with bo staffs and traditional bow and arrows. In one class, she was able to conjure up more impure and inappropriate thoughts in the minds of the male adolescence in her class than any other teacher could do in an entire year, or even in ten years when it came to her classes on the correct way to handle ones staff. "I don't think there was a single student at this school who didn't have a crush on her."

"Not to mention a few of the staff members as well," Brandon added. "She was fine."

"Damn fine," Riven agreed.

"Apparently she hooked up with one of the seniors that year during prom."

"Nah-uh. Not even."

"Yes even. She got a bit tipsy and started flirting with the seniors."

"Says who?"

"Says Sally," Brandon said, referring to the biggest gossip and biggest girl in their class.

"Is there a piece of gossip that that boy doesn't know?" Timmy asked.

"None that I've heard. Between him and Jared, there is no way we can miss even the slightest bit of news that goes on in this place."

Timmy wouldn't have minded sitting around remembering the young lady that had been the star of many of his sexual fantasies during freshmen year, but his cell phone suddenly went off and when he saw who it was on his caller ID, all thoughts of Miss Alex left his mind. "Hey Tecna. How's it going?"

"Hi Timmy," Tecna greeted on the other end of the line. "Um, I was wondering if I could ask a massive favour of you; would you be able to give me a lift to Cloud Tower this afternoon? I need to speak to Miss Griffin."

"Um, sure. That's fine. Can I ask why you need to speak with Miss Griffin?" Timmy asked.

"I'll explain it when you get here since it's kinda complicated."

"Oh, okay. I'll see you in a little bit," Timmy told her before hanging up. "I'm gonna go see Tecna so I'll see you guys in a bit."

"Booty call?" Brandon asked.

"You really do have a rather perverted mind, you know?"

"Yeah," Brandon grinned widely. "It's never boring but."

Tecna was waiting at the gates of Alfea with Digit, Zing and Livy the Pixie of Messages when Timmy arrived on his levi bike. The digital fairy had a serious look on her face that also seemed to be rather troubled, an expression that Timmy hadn't seen since the Trix tried to overrun the Realm of Magix with the Army of Decay. "Hi Tecna. Is anything wrong?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," Tecna said in a hushed voice, looking over her shoulder to make sure they weren't overheard. "I don't particularly trust Professor Avalon and suspect that he might be dangerous."

"How do you mean?"

"Well firstly, he seemed to be going to considerable efforts to make everyone at Alfea trust him, particularly Bloom. I did a little bit of research and realised that Professor Avalon has many similarities to a being called the Angel of Doom who goes to realms, gains their trust and then destroys them when they're unprepared."

"The Angel of Doom?" Timmy repeated. The name sounded very familiar to him and it took a few seconds before it clicked. "Wasn't the Realm of Frost destroyed by something called the Angel of Doom?"

"Yes, and Avalon has admitted that he used to teach in the Realm of Frost. And then, while I was trailing Avalon to see if he was up to no good, Digit and I saw him in two places at once."

"That's odd. But why do you want to see Miss Griffin?"

"So I can find out more on this Angel of Doom. Apparently he always goes after the most powerful individuals in the realms he conquers, which has me worried about Bloom," Tecna confessed.

"Well then let's go to Cloud Tower," Timmy said, handing her a helmet. "I'm sure Miss Griffin will know what's going on."

Tecna, holding the three pixies up to her chest, wasted no time in climbing on the back of Timmy's bike. Timmy felt a small shiver of delight ripple through his body as her slender arms wrapped around him from behind, but he quickly re-gathered his self control and started up his bike. In a matter of seconds, the two teens and the three pixies were speeding off towards Cloud Tower.

"Thanks for driving me to Cloud Tower, Timmy," Tecna said as they neared the dark tower.

"No problem," Timmy assured her, before an ironic grin spread across his face. "You know, it feels funny going here on a friendly mission."

"It sure does," Tecna agreed.

When the group arrived at the front doors to the school for witches, Timmy hesitated for a second before pushing open the big, dark doors. The A plus student saw with a certain level of dread that there was a group of witches congregated in the front foyer, but that soon switched to relief when he realised that he knew one of the witches there. But then it switched back to dread when he saw that she was currently in a heated disagreement with another witch.

"You said I could borrow those boots tonight. You can't go back on that," Dominique snarled, her sea grey eyes blazing and her arms folded across her chest.

"Why would I say that you could borrow my dragon hide boots tonight when I plan to wear them?" the witch Dominique was glaring daggers into retorted.

"Because you said that you were going to ware your stappy heels. You only want to wear the boots because I wanted to."

"That is not true."

"So is."

"Hey guys," a white haired witch who was standing alongside Dominique interrupted the squabble. "Look at what just walked through our front door."

Timmy flinched as every witch in the front foyer instantly turned their attention on him and Tecna and he could almost see the malicious thoughts building in their minds.

"Huh. I didn't know they home delivered bully victims," one witch smirked, making her friends laugh.

"But bloody typical that they come on a night that we're too busy getting ready for the party to torment them," another witch noted bitterly. "Can't you losers ever do anything right?"

"What do you want?" Dominique demanded, her mood still sour from the previous argument.

"Um, we were wondering where Miss Griffin was," Timmy stammered nervously. "We need to speak with her."

"She's on the terrace," Dominique told him coldly before flicking her hair in a dismissive manner. "Now if you excuse me, I need to go find that adorable pleated mini skirt of mine so I can ware it tonight."

"What? But you said I could borrow that tonight!" the witch she had been arguing with earlier exclaimed.

"Yeah, well, you promised me a set of boots."

Timmy and Tecna left the quarrelling witches and headed for Cloud Tower's main terrace. As Dominique had said, Miss Griffin was indeed up there, and even though she was standing with her back to the teens and her face looking up at the clouded sky, she knew who had joined her on the terrace without looking around. "While it's not uncommon for the odd hero to enter through my gates, it is a rarity for a fairy to come to Cloud Tower," Miss Griffin noted, still not facing them. "Might I enquire into the occasion?"

"Yes, Miss Griffin. We came here to ask about the Angel of Doom and the alignment of the Triad System," Tecna explained.

"Oh, there's a wonderful, long history of woe behind the Angel of Doom," Miss Griffin said, and it almost sounded as if she was smiling. "Countless cities and civilizations have vanished because of that dark angel, and his power is dramatically amplified when the three planets of the Triad System are aligned. I'm sure I don't have to explain to you two the strength behind the Power of Three, and those particular planets have always had a strange force behind them. I guess it would come to no surprise to you that the Trix's home planet is one of the planets that make up the Triad System."

"Not really," Timmy grinned nervously.

"We're celebrating the alignment of the Triad System this evening. It always brings about a marvellous catastrophe, although some have been known to take the occasion a bit too far."

"When precisely are they due to align?" Tecna asked.

"I won't know until tonight, but in the mean time you should watch out for Bloom. She's in grave danger," Miss Griffin warned.

"We better hurry back to Alfea," Digit suggested.

"I agree," Tecna nodded before bowing her head respectfully to the master witch. "Thank you very much for your time and help, Miss Griffin."

"The doors of Cloud Tower are always open to our allies," Miss Griffin told them before adding, "Though not too open."

"So what does Tecna think will happen tonight?" Brandon asked anxiously. "That Avalon will transform into some power sucking monster and destroy Bloom?"

Timmy shrugged. "I dunno, but one thing's for sure; Tecna really doesn't trust Avalon."

"I knew there was something wrong about that guy!" Sky snarled, pacing the room. "I just knew it!"

"Settle, petal. There's no confirmation that Avalon's going to change into anything tonight other than his pajamas so don't start with any crazy ideas about driving over to Alfea, climbing trees and pissing of magibeves. I can't stand another evening like that," Brandon said firmly. "And besides, you promised me that you'd come with me into Magix to help organise the final details for my big date with Stella tomorrow night."

"But Brandon – "

"No buts, Sky. I let you drag me out of bed to go spy on your girlfriend not long ago, and it's time that you pay the favour back," Brandon told his prince and when he saw someone walk past his dorms open door, he called out, "Hey Riv! You wonna go for a ride into Magix? We can hit the pizza place when we're done arranging a few things for my date tomorrow."

"As tempting as it is to go set up your little gag fest with your harpy, I'm afraid I've got other plans," Riven informed his friend in a not too regretful voice.

"Where you going?"

"Cloud Tower."

"Why?" Sky asked. Now that Riven was no longer dating Darcy, Sky couldn't see any reason for his friend to visit the school for witches.

"They're havin' some massive party over there tonight to celebrate the aligning of some triangle," Riven answered vaguely.

"It's the alignment of the Triad System," Timmy informed him.

"Whatever, I don't really care. But apparently the witches throw a massive party each time it happens which ends up being absolutely insane. Lex and me got an invite to it and by the sounds of it, it's gonna go off."

"Ready to go?" Lex asked, joining Riven as he readjusted the way his shirt sat across his shoulders.

"I've been ready for the last twenty minutes," Riven snarled before returning his attention back to his squad. "Anyways, I'll see you guys later."

"Have you noticed that asides from the times when we do school work, we really haven't spent any time with Riven outside of school hours?" Brandon asked as soon as Riven and Les had left. "It's like he's still going out with Darcy."

"Yeah, I've noticed that," Sky sighed. Riven was one of those people who went through life with an invisible barb wire fence wrapped around him. It was possible to reach through his defences and touch him, but there was always the risk that you'd end up getting cut. And even though Riven was friends with them again, he hadn't lowered his defences in the slightest since last year.

The only question that remained now was when was Riven going to be willing to let his friends in again.

They didn't know when he got back to Red Fountain, but Sky, Brandon and Timmy all found Riven next morning in the mess hall, crippled by a miserable hangover. His face was buried in his arms and it seemed that his very existence seemed to cause him pain.

"Good morning, sunshine," Brandon greeted cheerfully as he sat down next to his suffering friend. Riven let out an agonized groan, but other than that he made no effort to communicate with his friends. "How was last night? Was it everything you would have expected and more out of a triangle party?"

"I don't remember," Riven mumbled, still not lifting his head. "I don't even when or how I got back here. All I know is that I woke up lying next to the can machine. (2)"

"You really don't remember anything?" Timmy asked.

"I vaguely remember one of Dom's friends pulling out her private stash of potion shots, but after that everything gets a bit blurry."

"You let yourself get totally trashed? Riven! I hope none of the teachers saw you in that state," Sky scolded. "Red Fountain doesn't approve of any of its students getting totally intoxicated and you have a zero tolerance on you. If you don't start taking responsibility for your actions you're going to get kicked out of – "

"Sky," Riven begged. "Shh."

"I'm just saying that – "

"Dude, I don't think he cares," Brandon said as another one of their classmates joined their table. "Hey Jared. How's Lex this morning?"

"He spent the night asleep in wardrobe and he's still there," Jared reported and in return he received three puzzled yet amused looks. "I'm serious. When he got home he stumbled around our room for a bit and then fell into his wardrobe where he fell asleep (3). Don't worry, I got pictures. Honestly, Riven, how much did you guys have to drink last night?"

"I don't know," Riven groaned again. "I don't remember anything."

"Well, you're lucky it's Saturday which means you can go back to bed for the day," Brandon told him. "Meanwhile, I've got to get ready for my big date with Stella."

"Oh yeah. You ready for that?" Sky asked his best friend.

"You bet I am," Brandon grinned confidently. "She's gonna love what I've got planned for her. I'm sure of it."

"What's taking her so long?" Brandon fretted as he paced the Winx Club dormitory, waiting anxiously for Stella to finish getting ready for hers and Brandon's date. Brandon had put a lot of thought and effort into planning this date, so he was getting rather eager to get it started.

"Will you chillax?" Musa grinned, secretly amused by the squires nervous state. "You know how Stella is. She likes to make people wait for a while so she can then make a grand entrance. It's just her style."

Musa was Brandon's inside fairy for planning this date because – with the obvious exception of Stella – Musa was probably the member of the Winx Club that Brandon got along with best. That wasn't to say that he didn't get along with the other girls, but he always did feel more relaxed when he was around the musical princess and he felt that he was able to open up to her and be completely honest. Which is why when he needed someone to help him plan his romantic date with Stella and help him work out all the finer details, Brandon had instantly gone to Musa. He probably could have gone to Bloom for help since she was another member that he was close with, but he had gone with Musa because he knew that not only would she be more than willing to offer her assistance, but also because she would be able to keep Stella from finding out about their plans beforehand. Bloom was just too close with Stella to keep any secrets from her.

"Do you think Stella will like what I've got planned for tonight?" Brandon asked, fiddling nervously with his clothes. The squire had dressed to impress by wearing a pair of bone coloured slacks and a long sleeved, dark green button up shirt that he had left un-tucked to give him a smart but casual kind of look. His hair was styled as normal and in the words of Musa, he looked 'damn fine'.

"I'd bet all my instruments that she will," Musa said confidently. "Seriously Brandon, Stella's gonna be totally stoked for what you got planned for her. She's going to love that you went to this much effort just for her. You'd be surprised at how much a little bit of effort can impress a girl."

"Well, if tonight goes well I'll be sure to spread the word throughout every hall at Red Fountain," Brandon promised her. Although he knew they'd be great together, Brandon had always kind of hated the fact that such a sweet and caring girl like Musa had fallen for such a mess like Riven. Brandon viewed Musa as the little sister he had never had, so it really made his blood boil to see her get jerked around by his sadistic friend. If Riven would just get over his fear of commitment, Brandon knew that he and Musa would make a great couple, but by the looks of things, that wasn't going to happen any time soon.

"Yeah, well, you may as well start now because this date you've got planned is going to blow Stella's mind."

"I hope so."

"I know so."

"Okay! I'm ready!" Stella's gorgeous voice denied Brandon the chance to respond to Musa's comment, but when he caught sight of his beloved girlfriend, all power of speech left him anyway.

Stella absolutely stole his breath away. Her long luscious blonde hair fell freely down her back, restrained by nothing but a yellow head band to stop it falling in her angelic face. Her makeup was perfect, as always, and her soft skin seemed to shimmer with a light all of its own. The sleeveless white dress she wore hugged her body tightly, but the skirt of it was loose and breezy, exposing her fantastic legs. A yellow sash was tied around her slim waist to come to an elegant bow at her back, and the neck of the dress dropped down into a modest yet slightly revealing v. A pair of white sandals with a slight heel was strapped to her feet, and her honey eyes glowed merrily as her boyfriend gaped at her.

"Stella . . ." Brandon stammered breathlessly. On the edge of his awareness he could sense Musa slink off to her room, but for the life of him Brandon just couldn't look away from the goddess in front of him to confirm that fact. "You look . . . wow . . ."

"Thank you," Stella blushed coyly, delighted that she could get such a reaction out of her boyfriend. She swung her hips lightly to cause the skirt of her dress to sway, thus exposing a bit more of her smooth legs. "You look pretty wow yourself."

"I mean it Stell, you look absolutely stunning," Brandon gasped, his pulse racing and the palms of his hands sweating. She really did look fantastic. "You're outfit looks . . . incredible."

"I thought you might like it," Stella said, spinning around so she could show of every angle of her dress. "I wasn't too sure what to wear since you didn't give me any hints on what we're doing tonight."

"All will be revealed in good time, milady," Brandon assured her, breaking out of his trance like state to offer her his arm. "First we shall start this evening with a private dance lesson with Miss Tina Sparkle at her dance studio, Strictly."

Stella let out a thrilled little gasp. "Tina Sparkle? You got us a lesson with the Tina Sparkle?"

"Well, I know how much you enjoyed learning the rumba and a little birdy told me how much you admired Tina so I'm making it so that you learn from the best."

"Oh Brandon," Stella gushed, standing on the tips of her toes so she could kiss him tenderly on the cheek. "You're the best."

"I have to be for you," Brandon told her. "And remember, the night's just beginning."

"Snookums, that dinner was exquisite," Stella sighed as the couple walked hand in hand through River Park later that night.

After a private dance lesson with Tina Sparkle, Brandon had taken Stella to a romantic, candle lit dinner for two at the one of Magix's finest restaurants, the Ritz. The restaurants was actually owned by Jacob, Red Fountain's chef, who had cut a deal with Brandon so that the squire could splurge on an expensive four course meal for his girlfriend without breaking the budget. All he had to do was spend the next four months on scullery duty at Red Fountain, but it would be worth it for Stella.

"It was pretty good," Brandon agreed in a purposely off handed tone of voice, as if eating at such an elegant place was something he did on a regular basis.

"Pretty good? It was fantastic! I don't think I've ever had a meal quite like that one, and that's including the royal kitchens at Solaria," Stella said. "Although I still can't believe you ordered kangaroo for main course."

"What? I've never had kangaroo before," Brandon told her. "It was actually pretty good. Kinda like steak."

Stella rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. "Well, the kangaroo eating aside, it was a perfect night."

"Oh, but the night's not over yet, princess. I told you; it's only just beginning."

"You mean there's more?"

"There's more," Brandon grinned as they rounded a bend in the path to come across the next part of their date that Brandon had planned for them and when Stella saw it, she let out an audible gasp.

Standing in the dappled moonlight under the River Park trees, its white coat shining like the moon itself, stood a breathtakingly beautiful unicorn. Her ivory coat was absolutely flawless and her ebony hooves flashed slickly as if they were wet. Her long, white tail was left to flow freely and her mane bounced as she bobbed her head, and Stella didn't miss the fact that both of them were without any knots. With ears pricked forward in interest, the unicorn stared at the new arrivals with intelligent liquid eyes that reflected the starlit sky above, and attached behind her was an elegant, open carriage that looked as though it had dropped right out of a fairy tale.

"Good evening," the little man standing beside the carriage said, lifting his top hat in greeting. "My name is Bobbo (4) and I'll be you're driver for this evening. And this of course is my work colleague, Pearl."

"She's beautiful," Stella gushed as she stared adoringly into the unicorn's long face.

"That she is," Bobbo agreed with a grin, patting his colleague's shoulder fondly. "I've known this girl ever since she was a young filly, so you can believe me when I say that her beauty is not skin deep."

"Oh Brandon," Stella gasped, holding out a trembling hand for Pearl to sniff. The unicorn's nostrils flared a few times as she breathed in the princess's scent before she reached over and nuzzled Stella's shoulder in a sign of friendship. "It's just like a fairy tale. It's so romantic."

"That's what we aim for, miss," Bobbo said. "Now, if the pair of you would like to climb on in, we'll get this carriage ride on the way."

River Park Unicorn Drawn Carriages was a business that promised the finest for a tender outing, so in case a unicorn carriage ride through a stunning park at night wasn't romantic enough for you, the carriage was stocked with chocolate covered strawberries with cream, various other fruits, nuts and cheeses, and if the customers were of legal drinking age – which unfortunately neither Brandon or Stella would be turning untill next year – they would also receive a bottle of high quality champagne. But in the case of under aged customers, a bottle of non alcoholic wine was supplied which Stella seemed to enjoy sipping out of her crystal champagne glass.

"Snookums," Stella sighed once more, snuggling under Brandon's arm as she listened to the musical beat of Pearl's hooves on the cobblestone path. "Tonight has been perfect."

"You think so?" Brandon asked, trying not to sound too relieved. He had spent a lot of time going over and fretting about each part of their date, so it was pleasing to know that she was enjoying it. "You didn't think it was too corny?"

"It's classic, not corny (5)," Stella told him firmly before nestling in closer to him again. "In fact, I think that this is without a doubt the most wonderful night I have ever had. I can't believe you planned all this."

"Well, just think of it as an apology for almost marrying another woman," Brandon joked, a little embarrassed by her complements.

"Yeah, I don't think they make a card for that kind of thing," Stella grinned, hugging her boyfriend tightly. "But it really has been a perfect night."

Brandon couldn't help but laugh. "Why do you keep thinking this is all I've got up my sleeve?"

Stella's honey eyes narrowed slightly in confusion, and they continued to look that way when the carriage came to a sudden stop. "Where are we?" Stella asked, looking about her surroundings. She knew this part of the park well since it was a fairly big tourist attraction due to the fact that it had the best view of the river that River Park was named after.

But it wasn't just the view that made it such a popular spot, and it wasn't the reason why Brandon had requested that Bobbo stop there.

Stella jumped as a large jet of water suddenly reared upwards out of the still surface of the river. A white light at the base of the jet shone up though the column of water, sending it a golden colour. Another jet shot up beside it, only this one was coloured blue and just as that jet died down, another red jet burst upwards. As the coloured jets of water exploded out of the water, their burst were timed to match up perfectly with a recorded instrumental that had been performed by one of Magix's leading orchestras (6). The merger of sound and sight was breath-taking and something that couples would always come to see when they put it on once a month. And when doubled with the already romantic mood given off by the unicorn drawn carriage ride, Stella looked like she was going to swoon.

"Oh Brandon," Stella gushed, her honey eyes glowing. And then, unable to think of any words to express how she felt, the princess leaned over and pressed her lips to his. Brandon quickly responded to the kiss, hugging her tightly against his body. He cared for her more than any other girl he had ever had a relationship with in the past. Hell, he loved her so much that at times it felt like his body ached for her and tonight, she was all his. No other fairies running in and taking her away from him. None of his dumb friends shattering the romantic mood. No Amentia trying to marry him and no Trix trying to enslave the universe. Tonight, everything was perfect. "I love you," Stella said when they had come up for air.

"I love you too, princess," Brandon smiled, kissing her nose. Glowing in happiness and love, Stella settled down in his arms and rested her golden head on his chest in order to watch the water and light display that was still going on in front of them.

In the very modern and fast pace city of Magix, Riverside Lodges provided a secluded and peaceful place to stay while in the city. Although small, the lodges were very comfortable and self sustained. There was a small kitchen, a fire place with a orange little fire burning in it that gave off a soothing warmth and a king-sized bed that were all in one room while the bathroom – which was the only other room in the lodge – had a decent sized spa bath in it. A balcony overlooked River Park river and everything had been done up like a country cottage to give it a nice, cosy feel.

"Very cute," Stella noted as she observed the room. She had been a bit surprised when Bobbo had dropped them off here, but she had heard a lot of good things about Riverside Lodges so it was a pleasant surprise. When her eyes fell on the bed, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look back at her boyfriend with a sly smile. "Why Brandon, are you trying to seduce me?"

Brandon's cheeks flushed slightly and he coughed nervously, but he steadied himself in order to explain his intentions. "I'm not expecting anything so don't you dare start feeling like I'm pressuring you into anything 'cause that's not what this night's been about. Okay? I just want to spend the night with you – just the two of us – and that's all, I swear. I just want to know what it's like to wake up in the morning and have someone as beautiful as you lying next to me."

"Brandon, I would never think that you were pushing me into something, but why didn't you warn me about this?" Stella asked in a tone that didn't sound accusing. "You want to wake up in the morning and have something beautiful lying next to you and here I am with any make-up remover."

"Princess, do you really think a hero would be that unorganized?" Brandon questioned, picking up a small travel bag that had been sitting by the door. Stella's eyes widened as she realized the bag belong to her and held her pajamas, her hair and tooth brush and all her other make-up needs in it.

"My, you did plan everything, didn't you?" Stella grinned, thrilled by the level of thought Brandon had put into their date.

"I must inform you that you have a spy in your dorm and that I found her to be most reliable," Brandon informed his girlfriend in a serious voice. "After we left, she collected anything that she thought you might need and brought it here."

"Like champagne?" Stella asked, pulling the bottle out of her bag. Brandon's brown eyes widen. He hadn't planned that. "Somehow I get the feeling that that's more your friends than mine."

"Yeah, I think you're right," Brandon agreed, before looking nervously at his beloved girlfriend. "Are you okay with this? You know, sleeping in the same bed and all?"

"I fine with it. Everything tonight was too perfect for me not to be," Stella told him, putting her bag on the ground and moving over to him so she could slip into another hug. "And besides, I don't think we're going to do that much sleeping anyway."

Brandon's heart slammed against his rib cage as Stella grabbed his face and kissed him passionately and purposely on the lips. His knees went weak so he followed freely as Stella dragged him down on top of her on the bed where Brandon melted deeper in the kiss and into her.

(1) I've had crushes on the hot, young student teachers that did their practical work at my high school, so I know that it's not uncommon for students to crush teachers

(2) I knew a guy who's done that

(3) And I know I guy who's done that, though if memory severs I don't think he spent the night there. He just fell in and laid there for a little while before finding his bed

(4) Bobbo was the name to the driver when Carrie and Mr. Big did a horse drawn carriage ride through Central Park in the Sex and the City episode, I Heart NY

(5) A line from the same Sex and the City episode

(6) The have something like this in Disney World, or at least they did when I went there over a decade ago, but I don't see why they'd get rid of it. It was pretty cool and one some nights they're have a guy standing opposite it acting like he was conducting it. Pretty cool

Okay, before all you Stella and Brandon fans yell at me for not writing a lemon or whatever, just hear me out; there are certain things that I made the decision not to include in this series of stories such as certain curse words and writing perspectives told from the Winx Club (unless it was completely relevant) and descriptive sex sense is one of those things. I make references to them and led you right up to the very start of them, but from there you've got to use your imagination. Sorry, but that's just a choice I made as the author. I'm yet to write anything like that and I don't want to screw up this massive piece of work just for one lemon. Maybe someday I'll dare to attempt a lemon, but it's not today.

Having said all that, aren't Stella and Brandon perfect together?

But then again, perfect is boring. TBC.