Another chapter of Sleeping Stella for all the Stella fans! I might get this one done today, despite my cold. *sniffles* The Cinderella one starring Tecna will not be until after my present for SailorWednesdayMercury, who's birthday is coming up, as well as mine.
Chapter Six: Cira's big Shock
Meanwhile, Flora was lighting the last candle on Cira's birthday cake. It was iced and everything, but it wasn't baked.
"There," but when Flora looked away, it began to topple down, she caught it, and used a broom to support it. But the cake batter dripped down the broom.
"What do you girls think?" she asked.
"I don't want to be mean, Flora, but it doesn't look very good."
"Yes, well, I'm not very good at baking without magic." Flora admitted, "But it'll be much stiffer once its out of the over.
"Umm, Flora you do know you're supposed to put the icing on after it's baked." Bloom asked her.
"Oops." Flora blushed in embarrassment.
"Anyway, what do you think of the dress?" Musa asked.
"I think Cira herself could do way better than this." Bloom shrugged.
"Well it's not the way it is in the book." Flora replied.
"Well I improved it." Musa told them.
"Well I think we should stop kidding ourselves, we suck without our powers." Bloom tore apart Musa's awfully made dress.
"I think she may be right after all, Musa." Flora sighed.
"Okay, girls, Bloom, lock the doors, Flora, close the windows, and block up every hole you can see. We can't risk Cira's safety." Once every hole was blocked up, Musa released the magic from within the sphere, everyone received their rightful powers back.
"Bloom, take care of the cleaning, I'll make the dress and Flora, you back the cake." Musa instructed as everyone took their places. Bloom cast a spell on the bucket, mop and broom, and they popped to life and began cleaning the cottage. Musa waved her hands to shape the fabric into a dress, and Flora wave magic around as cake ingredients flew into the bowl. As Bloom was dancing with the mop, she happened to notice the dress Musa was making for Cira.
"Orange, it should be blue." she whispered as she cast a spell on the dress and the material it was being made out of to turn it blue.
"Bloom!" Musa called in frustration, "Cira likes orange!" So, she turned the dress back to its original color. Bloom noticed and turned it blue once again, however, Musa countered it with the orange.
"Blue." Bloom coughed, missing the dress and hitting Musa by accident. She was really getting fumed as she hit Bloom with a shot of orange, pretty soon it was a spree of blue and orange magic flying every which way, distracting Flora from finishing the decorations on the cake. The blasts of magic bounced off the floor and up the chimney, causing it to puff orange and blue smoke. It was at that moment the Shimara spotted the colourful smoke.
"I wonder… Cassandra would love to hear this." she whispered as she ran and hid. Inside the cottage, the fight between the two fairies continued, until they both hit the dress at once, resulting in it turning both colors, like it was splotched with paint.
"Now look what you did, Bloom!" Musa shouted.
"Ssh, girls, listen… its Cira." Flora warned.
"Alright, enough fooling around." Musa ordered as she turned the dress to its original orange color, "hide." then Bloom secretly turned the dress blue behind Musa's back. Cira was just walking up the path towards the cottage as she called to the.
"Musa, Flora, Bloom!" Cira called, as they watched her draw near them, Musa turned to see the mop was still going.
"Girls, who left the mop running?" Musa asked. Bloom stopped it quickly with her magic. Cira entered the cottage and took off her sash. She twirled away to see the blue dress and cake.
"Surprise Cira!" Musa, Flora and Bloom called out, running toward her happily.
"Thank you girls, this is the happiest day of my life, just wait until you meet him." Cira sighed.
"Who's him?" Flora asked curiously.
"Cira?" Bloom asked scoldingly.
"You've met a strange boy, haven't you?" Musa asked.
"No, I've met him before, he's not a stranger." Cira told them.
"Where have you met him." Musa asked Cira sternly.
"In a dream." and then she began singing the song she sung in the forest and started dancing with Flora.
"She's in love." Flora replied/
"Oh no." Bloom gasped out loud.
"This isn't good." Musa thought
"Why is this a bad thing all of the sudden, I am eighteen?" Cira asked.
"Well, you're already betrothed." Flora confessed.
"Since you were first born." Bloom added.
"To who?" Cira asked.
"To Prince Brandon, Cira." Flora answered.
"But that's impossible." Cira gasped, "I'm just a peasant."
"No your not." Bloom told her.
"You are Princess Stella of Solaria." Musa concluded as Shimara eavesdropped, "and tonight we're taking you back to your father, King Radius."
"But I can't, I promised him I would meet him here tonight." Cira, or Stella, stuttered.
"I'm sorry Stella, but you must never see him again." Musa told her sadly.
"How could you do this to me, and on my birthday too!" Stella burst into tears and ran to her room to sob.
Aww, poor Cira/Stella.