Dedication: To my sister Rosie who is practically breathing down my back at the moment, and she won't go away!

Disclaimer: I don't own Winx. At all. Not even a bit,. :-(

Hi everyone! I might be able to write 2 chapters today, but don't get your hopes up! It all rests on my parents. Well, here you go:

Chapter 10

Once Riven had got Musa behind the trees, he clicked a button on a little gadget that looked like a teapot, and a portal appeared.

"Riven, what the-"

"Come on!" said Riven sharply, and he pushed Musa through.

At once she was falling, falling for what seemed like forever, squinting through the dark to see if she could find a way out. It was like a vertical train tunnel, but it was practically endless. Then Musa heard someone, probably Flora, cry "Layla!" and she tried to look behind her, but all she could see was Riven falling beside her. Then there was a loud noise, and Musa fell in a heap at the bottom.

"Man, my parents could have given me a better form of travel," said Riven in an annoyed tone. Then he looked at Musa. "Are you okay?"

"I think I broke something," she moaned and then she said in a rush: "where are we? Why are we here? Where are the girls and Timmy? If something's happened to them, I'm going to kill you, and-"

"Musa, calm down! We're at my parent's castle. You did say you were coming."

"You could have told me first!"

"You didn't ask!" shouted Riven, really annoyed now.

"Did I need to?" Musa shouted back, angry that she was here and everyone else was at Cloud Tower.

"Yes!"

"Well, at least I'm not the one who…"

From her window, Sarina Doraion could hear her son and his friend bickering. Her lips curled in a smile. She was looking forward to embarrassing Riven.

Inside, Riven and Musa were standing in the hall. Riven was glaring at his parents. He had a nasty feeling that they were going to embarrass him.

"Stand up straight Riven, dear." Glaring, Riven stood up straight. Musa snickered behind her hand. "And you are?"

"Musa."

Where do you go to school?"

"Alphea."

"Do you have some nice friends?"

"Yes."

"Very monosyllabic, isn't she?" whispered Sarina to her husband, and Musa flushed. "Stand up straight, Riven, dear."

"We can't stay long, Musa has to go back to Cloud Tower," muttered Riven, yet again straightening up.

"Oh, I'm sure she can stay a little longer…" Sarina now had two sets of eyes glaring at her.

"Riven, will you fetch me the photo album?"

"WHAT?"

"It's on your left."

"You must be joking."

"On your left," growled Sarina, sounding more like a wicked Step-mother than a mother, "thank you dear," she murmured, regaining her mumsy tone, as Riven sulkily passed her a large leather-bound book.

"Oh look, there's you when you were three, weren't you sweet?" cooed Sarina, as Musa fought to contain her laughter, and as Riven scowled.

"Stand up Straight, Riven!"

"I AM STANDING UP STRAIGHT!"

"No need to shout. Oh, here's you holding a cake; smile dear, you look so much nicer."

Riven grimaced, and then said: "Well, Mum, we must go, bye dad." And he quickly pulled Musa out of the room.

"You know," said Musa when they were outside, "you did look cute when you were three."

"Oh shut-up!"

They jumped through the portal, and landed outside Cloud Tower.

"Guys, we're back!" shouted Musa merrily as she ran to the spot where everyone had been. There was no one there.

Stella awoke to find herself in a dingy room that was covered in dirt. She jumped up, hoping to save her outfit, when she saw Tecna cowering in a corner.

"Tecna!" she shouted, and she ran towards her.

"Please don't hurt me, Mister Man, I haven't done anything wrong," Tecna whimpered, edging away.

"Excuse me? Tecna, I'm not a Mister Man, it's me! Stella!" Tecna began to cry softly, covering her head with her hands.

"Tecna, what have they done to you?" Stella whispered, as Tecna carried on sobbing.