Chapter Four
"The what?" Bloom's eye-brows knit together as Tecna slowly un-folded her legs and stood.
"The Vault," Tecna replied again only to receive a sea of uncertain looks.
Musa shrugged and attempted to ignore Flora's mutters about their costar's possible drug problem, "What are you talking about, sweetie? 'The Vault'? I can't say I have ever heard of such a thing…"
Un-characteristically Tecna rolled her eyes as she draped her arms around both Musa and Flora's shoulders, "Of course not young grasshopper-"
"Grasshopper?" Stella's mood brightened, as there was only one thing that the blonde shared with her character; a love of shopping. If there is shopping involved this might not be so bad…
"Stella, I don't think she meant grasshopper, but grasshopper." Aisha shock her head, sometimes there was a fine line between reality and fiction between the two Stellas. "Besides there is no such thing as grasshopper."
With a 'hump', Stella folded her arms and started to pout and thrust out her lower-lip in a child-ish manner.
"Stop acting like a spoiled brat Stella," Flora untimely snapped, as she started itching her body. "And Tecna, talk fast. If I had to be in this Dragon forsaken get-up for one more minute I will scream so loud they will hear me back in Italy."
"And no one wants to hear that, so what about this," Bloom raised her hands and made air-quotes, "'vault'?"
"Maybe we should talk elsewhere," Aisha began slowly in a lower tone than she had used before. Her eyes were narrowed as she looked about, like any other day of the week the backstage area of the studio was busy and full of life as staff and crew raced around here and there. Usually everyone was too involved in their work or gossip to pay all that much attention to the main six actors, but for some reason a few crew members had taken note to the six's conversation and where watching from afar. Standing close together they stood, a man with a coffee in hand sporting a baseball cap and a woman with a clipboard. Out of the corner of Aisha's eye she caught the two whispering to one another as they watched.
"Don't look now, but Nancy and Greg are watching us closely and my guess, it isn't the new baseball cap keeping the conversation going strong."
Slowly one by one did Bloom, Flora and Musa turn, sure enough they were being watched and listened to closely. "Ooohhh, where?" Stella quickly started twisting her head right and left, then left and right to see what Aisha was talking about.
"Stella," hissed Flora as she forcefully grabbed the blonde by the forearm and started to drag her. "Come on, let's go into my dressing room and talk."
None of the other Winx actress had ever been in Flora's dressing room before, and it looked like there was a very good reason as to why. Not even after having one foot in the door did Bloom long to go running in the other direction. This action didn't go unnoticed by Flora herself.
"What Bloom? Expecting pink and unicorns with glitter?" Flora said snidely as she flopped down on her leather couch.
"More like or something else…" Bloom pondered as she glanced around. Each dressing room the Winx girls was the same, or at least it was when they were assigned they were. (Bloom would know, after all she did everything thing she could to get the best dressing room only to learn they were all the same and bared the same square footage.) The rooms where simple and clean with their hardwood floors and off white walls. Each had a leather couch, large vanity with a chair placed before it, glass coffee table, wardrobe rack and a large mounted flat-screen TV. Simple, and clean.
But not Flora's the dark woman seemed to have taken it into her own hands and done some alterations to her space that made it seem like a room you would find in some Halloween horror flick. But that figures as Halloween was Flora's favorite holiday.
"Sit, sit. And don't touch," Flora scolded as Musa picked up a skull from the vanity. "The is real you know."
Musa squealed, almost dropping the skull and shattering it.
"How did you get a real skull?" Aisha asked as she sat down beside the black hair actress.
Flora gave her a side glare, "If I tell you then I have to kill you." Aisha drew back, "Now let's get back to this vault thing. Spill Tecna. I have to ask, are there dead bodies? I need to know these things."
"Why would you ask that?"
"Because I need a body to go with that head."