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Chapter7

"B-b-but where are they?" stuttered Flora, desperately scanning the room. There were signs of life there, like the dark scorch marks on the wall, and the iron cage in the corner. There were no windows, and only two rooms with one scruffy wooden door separating them.

"Hey, what's that?" asked Musa, and she bounded over to an object on the floor. It was rounded, and was glowing dully in the darkness, "It's Layla's phone!"

"Huh?" said Riven blankly, but Musa ignored him, and passed it to Bloom.

"Shouldn't we check first? I mean if it really is Layla's phone?" Flora said anxiously.

"Leave it me, I'll do it!" said Stella importantly, and she grabbed the phone from Bloom. "Now, lets see…ah! Re-dial! If this works, Riven's phone should ring!" she said triumphantly, and Riven fished his phone out of his pocket. A faint buzzing noise occurred as the phone redialled, when-

"Hello!"

A voice came from out of Layla's phone, a snide, sarcastic voice.

"Darcy! What?"

"Hello? Well, if you're not going to listen… well, I guess you don't want to hear about your friends then. Shame. Bye!"

"Wait!" shouted Bloom, hurriedly putting the phone to her ear, "You know where Tecna and Layla are? Tell me!"

"Nah. Can't be bothered. Although…" the witch paused, and continued, "I wouldn't be hanging around much longer. They've got themselves into a rather sticky situation. Wouldn't want to be in their shoes. Icy might give them… detention. Later, losers!" laughed Darcy, and she hung up.

"Tecna?"

"Layla? Thank goodness! I thought that was you. It would be highly illogical if it wasn't, but you can never be too careful."

"Tecna, we've got to escape! Where are we, anyway?"

" There's a ninety-five percent chance of us getting caught if we try to escape," whispered Tecna, "I'm not sure without my gadgets, but I think that we're in one of the basements of Cloud Tower."

"This is so freaky!"

"I agree."

"Darcy, I am going to kill you!"

"What? It was just a bit of fun!"

"Dropping hints so that they can be rescued is fun?"

"We want the others to come don't we?"

"I wanted them to find out gradually, not by telling those rats with wings were we are! And-" Icy broke off suddenly, listening. Something's moving upstairs. Do you think it's Griffen?"

"I'll go check. It's probably just a student."

"Go on then!"

"Tecna, is me, or do you feel kind of… tired?"

"I know. It's odd. Do you think we should transform?"

"It's worth a go."

Tecna and Layla tried to transform into Winx, but something was holding them back.

"Tecna , I'm really thirsty. Seriously thirsty. Tecna, I need some water. I NEED SOME WATER NOW!" shouted Layla hoarsely. But Tecna was concentrating on something else.

"Layla, there's a butterfly. And now it's a frog! Hahaha!" She giggled drunkenly. "Layla who's a smayla hahahaha!" Layla was gasping for air slowly beside her and Tecna started banging her head against a wall.

"Must be logical. Must be logical. Must be- oooh, there's the butterfly!" Layla looked up. There was nothing there.

"Give them detention? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, Griffen gives loads of people detention."

"Yeah, but so does Griselda."

"I vote Cloud Tower. Doesn't Alphea have a barrier or something?"

"Let's go, then!"

Everyone raced back to the ship, and zoomed off. Bloom sat wondering what was going to happen. Something would. Something always did.