Disclaimer: I must be a genius creating a successful cartoon as a small child... or maybe just maybe I just don't own Winx Club.

Well... it's April. The last upload I did was at the end of 2021. I guess I have been neglecting fanfiction all together. It took way too long to get this chapter done, but hey it's finally done. Anyway I'm trying to make more of these from now on. Also in case you have not noticed this story is now in AO3. Nothing more let's start the story.

Right now I had gathered with my family just looking at the clock as it was ticking closer and closer. Today was 31st of December 2005 and a new year would dawn on us in just a couple of minutes.

Cloud Tower allowed us to leave for Christmas vacation 10 days ago... well Winter vacation since they don't exactly celebrate Christmas. Lucy and Mirta actually came with to visit Earth, wanting to see what it was like to live here. They did leave back to their home planet just before Christmas, which was a bit disappointing. But still it was fun to show around Earth. Expect Mitzi mocking them as my "reform school" friends.

Christmas itself was quite special. It was nice to spend time with my parents after being away for so long. And because my birthday is so close to Christmas, I always get both Christmas and birthday presents at the same day, which ended up being some gold that I would exchange into Magix dollars.

I also managed to get a car license here on earth. It was nice to show off, well my parents car to Mitzi, who wasn't old enough to drive a car. She off course managed to mock me for driving my parents car, saying how once she got her license, she would own a fancy car. And off course she found once again a way to point out I was going to "reform school". (I'm really starting to wish I could have come up with a better sounding excuse, to why I'm away)

Really the best part about being home is that I don't have to think about events going in magical dimension. I don't have to care about school, worry about what the Trix have been doing or hear reminders to what happened to Sky. Instead I can relax.

On the not so nice side, curiosity has gotten the better of me. I read the book a bit more. Ended up adding few spells that you shouldn't be doing to my reservoir, if I were to ever need them. I know I'm not supposed to do that, and I need to find a way to defeat the Trix without resorting to that. But the odds are so stacked against me, I need to be able to at least know what I'm up against. At least that's what I told myself when I was studying it. I probably should just burn the book, to avoid the temptation.

But so far the stay on earth, has been proving to be a nice distraction from all the chaos, that is happening in magical dimension. Part of me wishes this vacation would last longer. But new year also tells that it's soon time to get back into school. Hopefully Cloud Tower has calmed down when I return. They were still enforcing the whole no one expect first years are allowed to leave without a good reason just before the vacation started. By end of it the third and second years started targeting first years, just because they were sick of being in the Cloud Tower all the time.

The clock was ticking closer and closer. Me and my parents were anticipating for the year to change as the clock got closer and closer. And then midnight finally hit. "Happy new year" we all said to each other as 2006 rolled around. This is really the first year of my adulthood. I don't know whether to be excited for it or the complete opposite.

"Can we now go blow up the firecrackers?" I asked my parents and especially dad looked quite uncomfortable at the question.

"Sure." Dad eventually answered, still quite uncomfortable. "Just remember fire safety, I still remember what is was like when I worked new years." I nodded at him understandably. He didn't actually let me do anything with rockets or likes of that until I was 14.

I put a coat on and took the safety glasses, which were really used only for this day. I was just about to leave when dad stopped me. "You still haven't given us a ride." He says and hands me the keys to his car.

Once we were outside, I got into the car. We couldn't exactly start the fireworks right outside of our house. It was too dense of a place and we needed to find a quieter place to do it. So we settled on a suburb not too far away from where we lived. While driving there I could see that mother especially seemed to be quite nervous while I drove.

The journey luckily went just fine. I parked the car on the side of the street in the suburb. We then started to walk a little away from the scene. While I drove there, we spotted a perfect quiet spot to blow up our new years fireworks. It was a sidewalk a short walk away from the suburb. It had a forest next to it and it was just the perfect quiet spot to blow them up, so we wouldn't annoy the people who lived here too much. Then again I could hear they were blowing up their own fireworks.

We didn't bring much with us to be honest. Some firecrackers, few snakes and the main event which was a single rocket. My parents were always frugal so there were plenty of years where I wouldn't have any fireworks. So just being able to blow anything up was a treat.

I started with the snakes and firecrackers. Eventually mother joined the fun as well but it was father who refused. Probably to do with him being the fire safety guy.

"Watch this." I said to mother as rather than using a lighter to light up a firecracker, I created a flame in my finger and used that to light it up.

"Are you sure that's safe?" Dad questioned me when I threw the firecracker to the ground.

"Are you sure you are not just overreacting now?" Mom asked him when the firecracker went off.

However I did appease him, that I lit up the rest of the snakes and firecrackers with a lighter rather than with my fingers. Eventually all the firecrackers and snakes had been lit and only the main event was left.

"Alright Bloom since you are an adult now, you can light up the rocket." Dad told me, though he seemed still a bit unsure. In all previous years we had rockets, he was the one to light them up. I guess I have to just show him, that I can do this properly.

I placed the rocket in between the sidewalk and the forest in the snow. It felt secure enough so all that was left was the light it up. I tried to get fire out of the lighter, but nothing would come out of it. After dozens of attempts at getting a flame out of the old lighter I finally gave us and decided to just use magic on it, even though dad wouldn't approve of it.

Lighting on a small flame on my hand I carefully moved to light the firework. Only for me to slip slightly and before I knew it the firework wasn't pointing to the sky anymore while the string was on fire already. By habit I was about to pick it up and put it in its proper place. "Get out of there!" I heard dads yelling and I obeyed him.

As I got back to where my parents were the rocket went off and exploded in the forest. It didn't take long for flames to come from the explosion and just like that a forest fire had begun. "I'm gonna call the fire department." Father said but before he could take out his cellphone, I stopped him.

"No I can stop this." I said to him and turned to look at the fire. Preparing to use my magic to extinguish the flames.

But then I lost my concentration. These flames remind me of something. Something that I should have remembered a long time ago.

I see a blonde woman in front of me who seems to be familiar but I cannot place why she is. She seems huge to me and then I see my arms move towards her and then I realize I'm a baby.

"Good luck." She says as she kisses my head. "I'm going to miss you sister." Wait what sister? Do I have a sister? What's going on?

I couldn't think this question for long because I was transported to another place. I was inside a burning building and I could hear sirens outside.

"Wait someone's here!" I could hear a familiar voice shout. He then approached me and then I recognized him. It was dad. "It's a baby." He said in shock. "What are you doing here." He said and then noticed something in my crib, where seemingly something was written.

"Bloom huh. Let's get you out of here." He said and picked me up.

"Bloom! Bloom!" I could hear dads voice shouting at me as I snapped back into reality. I turned to look at him in shock, because of what I just saw. "Bloom the fire!" He shouted.

Oh yeah the fire. I thought to myself and turned to look at it again and it was a lot larger than it was when I previously tried to extinguish it. I guess I had just blanked out when I saw those memories or whatever they were.

"I'm gonna call the fire department, this has gone too far." Dad said and once again picked his cellphone up.

"Wait I got this!" I cried at him and then turned to look back to the flames.

"Focus." I said to myself and began focusing on the flames. While most of my magic was about creating flames, being the witch of fire also meant that I knew how to put them out. But the forest fire was already so large, I wasn't sure if I could do it and maybe I should tell dad to call the fire department.

I began focusing on the flames snuffing them out. But the problem was that it was spreading and I wasn't sure if I could snuff them out fast enough considering how far it had spread already. But I was making good progress and eventually I was able to finally snuff out the flames out.

I turned back at my parents and dad had a serious look on his face and was still holding his cellphone, while mom had a shocked look on her face from this whole ordeal.

"I think we had enough fireworks for today." Dad says to me. "Let's go home." He says.

"Wait!" I stopped them when he and mom were about to walk back. "While I was snuffing those flames out I froze. That's because I saw something. It was a memory, I think. I was a baby inside a burning building and I was rescued by you dad." I tell and when I mentioned the burning building part he and mom just froze and looked at each other. "Dad I know something is up." I say to them considering their reactions. "What's going on?"

Mom looked at dad with a concerned expression. "You knew one day this day would come." She says and she sounds... scared. Dad nods at her and he also seems afraid too.

"What do you mean this day would one day come? Answer me." I tell him and even I'm getting afraid too. Whatever this is, it can't be good.

Dad still doesn't say anything. He seems to shake a little, but it doesn't even seem to be from the cold weather. "Mike either you tell her, or I am going to tell her instead." Mother tells him.

He gulps at this. "Alright I'm going to tell you what's going on." He says and again he sounds afraid. "Bloom we love you more than anything. And nothing that I'm going to tell you is going to change that alright." He says to me as he puts his hands on my shoulders and looks at me with pleading eyes.

"Ok just tell me what it is." I answer him fearfully.

"Alright." He says and stops for a moment. "I'm just going to say it Bloom. You are adopted."

And just like that the world I knew shattered. I could feel the tears swell in my eyes as I pushed away from him. I tried to yell something at him. But I couldn't get the words out.

"That night you remembered. That was when we found you. I found you in that building all alone abandoned. And later on, we couldn't find your family at all. Since me and Vanessa always wanted to have children, rather than sending you to an orphanage, we decided to take you to our home and adopt you."

More tears started to come out from my eyes as he told me the story. All my life I had been lied to. And looking at it now it's obvious. I look nothing like them. I have magic while they have none. Yet I couldn't see it at all until today.

This time it was mom no Vanessa that continued. "And even if you are adopted Bloom, we love you more than anything. And nothing is going to change from that Bloom. You are the most important person in our lives and our love to you is not going to change." She said while holding back tears.

I still couldn't hold back my tears. But I finally was able to get words out. "Just one question. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I said and slowly anger started to build up in my voice. "How long were you going to hide this from me? Forever?"

"We were planning to tell you. But then all this magic stuff got in between and we just weren't sure when to tell you." Mike responded.

"Really?" I said and I felt myself becoming even more angry. "I was more than 16 years old before I found out about magic and you still hadn't told me by then. What about when I came back from Alfea and spent almost a year here, you couldn't have told me then?"

"We really were planning to tell you." Vanessa tried to explain.

"I have hard time believing you." I said to them. "I'm over 18 and if this didn't happen you still wouldn't have told me. Why didn't you tell me? Why?" I started to ask them.

All of a sudden, I started to feel claustrophobic even though I was in an open area. I needed to get as far away from them as possible. So I bolted right there and couldn't hear whatever response they would have thrown at me. They tried to run after me, but I was much faster than them and pretty quickly I couldn't even see them behind me. I made my way to the car and went inside and started the engine.

I needed to get away to somewhere. Anywhere away from them. I started to drive and just as I was about to go, I saw them. "Wait!" They were yelling after me, but I ignored them and started to drive away from them. While driving the shock of the revelations still lingered on and I couldn't think straight. How could I? How could anyone in my situation think straight? My whole life for the past 18 years has been one big fat lie.

Eventually a panic started to set it. Where should I go? I can't go back to the house. At least not now. I can't be at that place, where I have been lied to for the past 18 years. And besides my "parents" might show up to there at some point and I cannot see them, I just can't.

The car wasn't an option either. I was starting to get claustrophobic just by being here, at this mood. Besides it also reminds me of them, and I just need to get as far away from anything Mike and Vanessa for now.

Eventually I stopped at a gas station. The store was closed most likely due to the new years, but the pumps were still operating. I parked the car in the parking lot and left. Then I went to the side of the building and just held on to it while I finally could cry again and express my feelings. Until eventually I couldn't hold onto it anymore and I went into a fetal position in the ground.

It was finally starting to set in, that my whole life before Cloud Tower was just a one big fat lie. 16 years of my life was just a lie. And they tried to hide it from me. I'm 18 years old and they never decided to tell me that I'm adopted.

More tears were coming out as I was settling into my new reality. Something which I wasn't sure I wanted to happen. I wanted to go back to my ignorant self and believe that I was their biological daughter, like I thought just an hour ago.

But I couldn't. That wasn't the reality. Which then in turn means who are my real parents? It's something I would really like to know. Even though they either are gone, or they abandoned me.

Mike said he found me in the burning building like I saw from my memories. What if... No, it cannot be true. What if I accidentally used my powers as a child and... ended up burning my real parents? I mean so far it makes the most sense to me. As dark as that thought is, it was very likely that I caused that fire. And if my real parents were in that house...

I continued to cry more than I thought about this. It was a theory but the implications of it hurt. What if I really killed them? Maybe it's best that I don't know the truth after all... Because if that theory is true, I wouldn't know how to deal with it. The only reason I haven't broken down from thinking about it, is the logical part of me telling me how it's just one theory out of thousand. After all what was the sister part that happened before I was in the building?

While I was crying cars would pass the gas station every now and then, but nobody would stop here. Until eventually a scooter pulled up to the gas station. I looked at the scooter and it looked familiar. No please don't be who I think it is. Not now. Anytime but now.

The person pulled up to the pumps and started filling the scooter up. Until they looked around and saw me and locked their eyes on me. Then they removed their helmet and revealed who they are.

And it was none other than Mitzi. Out of all the days that she meets me like this, it had to be during the worst day of my life.

"What's wrong Bloom? Crying during the new year?" She asked mockingly, trying to rile me up like usually.

"Nothing." I replied with a hint of venom. I stopped crying as soon as I saw her. There was no way I would let her see me cry. I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction.

"I can see from your face that you have been crying for quite a while. So what has made our little Bloomie so sad during the new year?" She asked again mockingly.

I sighed thinking about the best way for her to just leave me alone. "Mitzi. If there was ever a day, you could just leave me alone. This would be it." I said to her honestly, even though this probably made her just smell blood in the water. I hoped that she would see, that I wasn't in the mood for this, after what just happened.

"And what has made Bloomie so upset that she just wants to be left alone?" She asked again mockingly.

I thought of telling her to beat it or telling her some lie. But for once maybe honesty is the best answer. If I tell her the truth, maybe she will see how serious this is and realize to leave me alone. I let out a sigh before I spoke.

"It's because I found out that I was adopted."

There was silence. Hopefully a good sign that she got the sign to just leave me be. But then it started.

"Hah hah hahahahaha" She began laughing. And now I was losing my patience. I just heard one of the worst things a child can hear from their parents, and she finds it funny. She sees this whole thing as a one big joke.

"What's so funny." I responded with venom as I could already feel a fist forming in my right hand.

"You mean you couldn't tell?" She managed to ask in between her laughs as she continued to laugh.

"What do you mean?" I asked her with my anger rising.

"You really couldn't tell that you looked nothing like your "parents"? You are more gullible than I thought you were." She says as she continues to laugh.

I finally stood up from my fetal position and looked her at her in the eyes as she continued to laugh. As I was face to face from her, I could smell her breath and I could tell she was drunk.

"Mitzi stop it, you are drunk." I said to her hoping it would make her stop.

Instead she just continued to laugh and mock at me. "You couldn't tell just from your hair or eyes, that you weren't related to them? You really aren't the sharpest tool in the shed." She said and continued to laugh even more.

"Mitzi stop." I said as I was resisting the urge to punch her in the face.

"Even I could tell they weren't exactly related to you, but you couldn't. Hahahahaha." She just continued.

"Mitzi stop now!" I yelled. 'Final warning' I added in my head.

"No wonder they had to send you to reform schoo..."

"That's it!" I shouted at her and then charged at her and took her down to the ground. She was too drunk to react to this and taking her down was very easy. Being on top of her on the ground, I then just started punching her in the face letting all the anger I had from the years of having to deal with her out.

"You" punch "didn't" punch "know" punch "when" punch "to just" punch "STOP!" I yelled at her in between each punch, as she laid defenselessly below me.

Then she finally fought back by grabbing both of my hands preventing me from punching her face anymore. "Get away from me you psycho!" She yelled out but couldn't shake me off. She just managed to prevent me from punching her more.

But I wanted to punch her more. I needed to do this to finally teach her the lesson that has taken too long to teach. Then I realized. Being the witch of fire, I could control how hot I could make me hands.

And my hands could get very hot if I wanted them to.

"Ahhhhhh!" She screamed as let go of my hands, which I had heated up enough to make them burning hot. And then I just continued to punch her face without any resistance from her. That was until I felt a sharp pain in my lower body. She had managed to struggle enough to hurt me there causing her to push me away from her.

She then quickly got on her feet and began running away. Running as fast as she could towards her scooter.

"Oh no you won't!" I shouted as she was nearing the pump next to her scooter. "Bonebreaker!" I yelled as I aimed the spell at her left foot. The spell hit its mark causing her left foot to break, and just like that she collapsed to the ground.

Bonebreaker happened to be one of those banned spells. Pretty useless against magical beings as most of them have strong enough natural shields to make the spell useless. However weaken them enough or use it against a non-magical and just like that, you can use it to instantly break their bones.

I started walking towards her like a predator would towards its prey. She was still trying to crawl towards her scooter even without the use of her left foot. Making it a pretty pathetic display, which happened to be very fitting for a girl like Mitzi.

"You just couldn't stop could you?" I shouted as picked her up and threw her against the pump at the gas station. "You never knew when to leave someone alone!" I shouted and threw the first fireball at her. "You never knew when to just keep your mouth shut!" And I hit her with the second fireball. "You always had to bully me or someone else!" I shouted and threw the third one.

"You always had to make other people miserable!" I shouted as the fourth fireball hit her in the head. "You always had to brag about having things other don't have! Like that stupid scooter over there!" I shouted and threw a fireball at the scooter and then threw the fifth fireball at her.

"And now you made the worst day of my life even worse!" I shouted this time to deaf ears as Mitzi had passed out as I threw the sixth and final fireball at her.

The aftermath was an ugly one. An unconscious Mitzi with a bloody face was resting against the gas pumps, which looked like they had gone through a warzone. Her scooter was destroyed and wouldn't see the road ever again. There were small fires in the surroundings caused by what I just did which gave that burning smell, to this place. I turned around but not before giving the unconscious Mitzi one last look and headed back to the car.

It wasn't until I was in the car, that the realization of what I just did hit me.

Part of me liked it. That part of me that felt like this is justified after the years of torment caused by Mitzi. That she deserved everything I just did to her. That she had that coming for a long time. But then there's the other part of me who's ashamed for what I just did. That I overreacted and should have never went that far. That I should have just gotten back to this car and walk away from her so to say. The side that was completely disgusted with what I just did.

All of a sudden, I had almost completely forgotten why I was here in the first place. I was too busy just thinking about what just happened. The mix of pride and guilt flooding me from that. What would others think if they found out what I did? Mike and Vanessa would probably be disgusted not that I care too much about their opinion now. Mirta would probably be too.

I could see the Winx minus Flora telling me, that this is proof, that no good witches exist if they heard about this. I don't see anybody expect maybe Lucy approving of this. Even Griffin would probably disapprove going this far. This is something the Trix would do, not me. At least that's what part of me is telling me.

BOOM

I didn't have time to think about it much more. Because I looked from the windscreen and there it was. One big explosion the gas station looked like fires of hell had been unleashed upon it. The car was parked far enough away to be safe from the fires.

Maybe it was because I unleashed 6 fireballs at the pumps or maybe when I hit Mitzi's scooter I ruptured it's gas tank causing for this to happen... and then I remembered.

MITZI!

I exited the car as fast as possible. If fire hasn't killed her already it sure will very quickly. I rushed towards the fires and used my magic to redirect the fires away from. I have to be fast enough, it cannot be too late this soon. Despite being able to redirect the fires away from me and heat not normally bothering me very much, even I was out of my element. The heat was excruciating even for me. And the fact that if I lost control at any point of the flames they would consume me.

Still even in this heat I tried my best to find Mitzi until eventually I did. It looked like a human that was on fire and that was the closest thing that identified her. And I could already feel the desperation even though it was very hard to see what she looked like. Still I quickly extinguished the flames on Mitzi and started carrying her.

I was running as fast as I could while still controlling the flames around me while carrying Mitzi out of the fire. Even one slip up and I would lose control of the flames. Luckily we did make it out of the fire and once I was comfortably far away from the raging inferno I set Mitzi down.

I wish I hadn't.

She was barely recognizable as a human let alone as Mitzi. I wanted to vomit when I saw her and what damage the fire had done to her. But as futile as it probably would be I had to do something. This cannot be how it ends. I checked her pulse and... nothing. Most people would already say there's nothing to be done and that she's dead, but I couldn't let that happen. Whether it's selfish or not, I cannot accept that this is how it ends.

I knew CPR would be useless in this scenario. So I desperately started firing healing spells. I wasn't ever good at them, and my knowledge was very basic, when it came to them. But it was the only thing I could think that would work.

I fired every kind of healing spell I knew. And even some that I only had heard in passing. Yet they had no effect on her. She still wasn't moving, and she still looked... like that.

"Screw it." I said and went for CPR as a last resort method, even though if anyone else was here they would pull me aside and tell it's too late and she's dead already. But I still desperately clung on to the hope, that I could still bring her back to life. "Mitzi you can't die on me, not like this!" I cried while doing CPR to her unrecognizable body. "This can't be it!" I cried again as I felt the tears coming while I was doing CPR, to the women who just a moment ago I was mercilessly beating.

While doing CPR I then heard a voice in my head. "Feel don't think." Said the familiar voice, which I'm sure I have heard somewhere before.

I stopped the CPR and gave what this voice familiar voice says I thought. It's not like anything else is working either. I let go of Mitzi and stood up and held out my hands. I closed my eyes and poured every ounce of regret, desperation, and sadness to it. I let out every emotion that was going on with me in this moment and poured it into. All I could think about how I didn't want her to die no matter how much we hated each other.

When I opened my eyes, I saw something beautiful. Her charred body was restoring to its former shape. I saw how her unrecognizable face formed back to the recognizable Mitzi. How the burns in her body healed being replaced by her normal skin. When it finished besides few very minor burn marks in her body, she looked exactly as she did before. It was almost like none of that ever happened. She opened her eyes and looked at me and tried to get up. "Bloom." She managed to weakly say before collapsing as she became unconscious once again.

I checked her pulse and gave a sigh of relief when I felt it. And then the realization hit me that I just brought someone back from the dead. Powers that even on magical dimension would be unheard of. I don't know how I did it, but I'm thankful that I did. Because I don't know if I could live with myself if Mitzi had died today.

Still even though she is still alive, it still wasn't over. She would surely need medical attention and I took out my cellphone dialing in the emergency number. Only to stop pressing from the call button as the rational part of me came back. Police would surely like to know how this happened. They would question why I was even in the here in the first place. And how the gas pumps went on fire in the first place.

They would be suspicious of me and most likely suspect that I had something to do this with. And then I would get into a load of trouble, that I quite frankly deserved to be in. Still as much as I would hate myself for it. I put my phone back into my pocket and didn't call the emergency number.

It's also not like I can bring Mitzi back into her home. Her parents would suspect how she ended up in this shape. So in the end the only thing I did was put a spell on Mitzi that would keep her warm for the next hour so she wouldn't freeze to death. Hoping that someone during that time would notice the destruction and call the emergency services to this location.

I went back to my car and gave Mitzi one last look before I drove away from the crime scene. An action that would disgust me for the rest of my life.

During the drive I knew the only place I could go back to was home. Or at least the place I used to call home. Despite the fact I mostly had forgotten about the whole me being adopted thing I still couldn't face them. Especially after what just happened. I tried my best to not think about it, but it was impossible. How can someone not think about the fact that they were so close to killing someone?

Eventually the drive ended, and I parked outside the house. I entered it and Mike and Vanessa were already there. They must have walked on foot.

"Bloom." Mike tried to say but I just ran past him. "Wait!" He yelled but it was too late. I was already in my room. And just for a good measure I pushed a shelf in front of the door if he or Vanessa would try to open it. Which they didn't instead they chose to wisely leave me alone.

In my room all I could do was cry. Cry about how I was adopted and my whole life had been a lie. Cry about how big of a piece of crap I was, that I let my lust for vengeance almost kill someone. Cry about how this truly is the worst day of my life. I did that until the sweet release of sleep consume me.

And there it is. It took way too long to make this. I was supposed to release this chapter around this time last year. But as you can see it took about a year for it to come out. I'll try to be better for the rest of 2023. Right now, I have my finals coming up so, I won't work on the next chapter until the end of march. But I will try to get a chapter out by June. After that I have to work on an another fic, but once I have finished with that I will try to get at least one more chapter out for 2023. Now it's Monday as of writing but this will be either released on Saturday or Sunday. I will take this time to fix some mistakes and do some light edits. So hopefully you will like this. Anyway, I would also like to thank those that have reviewed and engaged with this story despite it not having updates. I read my emails yesterday and noticed I had a review on this less than two weeks ago. And that motivated me for that final stretch to finish this chapter. Anyway, I hope people will still like this story despite being so inactive.

Namida Kurokami: Interesting concept. But I don't think this is going to be a fic that will take across years. This fic is going on during the events of second season and maybe third season if I do decide to write that one.

Guest1: No I'm not honourablewinx.

Guest2: Oh yeah writing Mirta and Lucy's relationships with Bloom is one of the more enjoyable parts of this fic. And yeah, I Lucy and Mirta can kind of show Bloom the two directions she could take. And they will be featured in the next chapters which is nice.

Guest3: Yeah, I'm sure many people were like WTF at Trix working in a restaurant. But it started off with the thought process of what would the Trix do had Bloom been absent during season 1.

Guest4: Yeah especially as many attacks are straight up not named. So that's why I couldn't think about something else for some attacks like "magical blast". Having a wiki on the spells would be nice.

luvwinx: Well it's finally being continued. Took me long enough.

Guest5: Good to know that you like this story. And finally, it has a new chapter.

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