"Good morning, everyone! I'd like to thank everyone for attending last week's theory lessons. Before we introduce are practical's it really will boost your ability to cast these spells. Now just before we dive into, I'd like to remind everyone that I am Professor Wizgiz," The leprechaun said, "Now as usual it is up to me to start your school year with 'official magic'. I am to teach you Metamorphosis or as I prefer to call it the way of changing the way," He shook his head, "You look!"
His appearance changed as he shook his head, from the yellow skinned, ginger leprechaun with black eyes who wore yellow sleeves with a green over layer and orange flower with a large wizard hat in a similar shade dark green to his overlayer, to the deputy head of the school herself. Everyone shrieked at what they saw, they had just seen their own professor change into the (least liked) deputy head, who seemed to hate everyone. There were a few whispers of wonder too, but they were overshadowed by the fear.
The only one who did not react in such ways was Stella, who simply rolled her eyes and leaned towards her friends, "He did this last year, too."
The two who she said it to gave her a light smile, from what they'd gathered from their first week was Stella hated that she had to redo the entire year and the teachers still treated her as a first year, though she was still technically that (something everyone had tried to explain, much to her chagrin).
"Now, now not to worry class, for I am not the 'Queen of Detention'," Wizgiz smirked, feeling the unease in the room, while changing back to his regular form, "By the end of your first year, I am expecting you all to do such things as I have just done. But, for now I know none of you will be able to," He said scanning his class, until spotting Stella, "Well perhaps one of you could," He smiled, almost encouragingly.
Stella saw this and hoped she wasn't imagining this. Last year while failing most of her classes she had practically soared through Wizgiz's classes. He explained things in ways that just made sense to her, compared to all of her other lessons and professors. She knew why the other teachers had treated her like a first year (though with more disdain, she noticed), but she couldn't for the life of her figure out why she was being practically blanked by Wizgiz. She wanted to explain that to her new friends, but when she'd noticed their previous grades and expected ones while filing their paperwork for their year at Alfea, she decided against it. She didn't want to be perceived as an idiot, like her roommates thought her to be last year. Bloom would probably understand, but she couldn't risk it.
Wizgiz clicked his fingers and a mirror for everyone appeared on their individual desks, "Now everyone, first things first we shall try something as simple as changing your hair color. To do this we first need to look at ourselves and breathe. Now close your eyes and keep breathing at a steady pace, pick a color, your favorite one a random one, it doesn't matter, just pick a color. Imagine that color on a paintbrush, that paintbrush is going to do gentle strokes, rough strokes, any kind of forcefulness that works for you, onto your hair, each strand. Once you've felt yourself paint the entirety of your hair you are going to open your eyes and look into the mirror again."
Stella took it all in, remembering it from last year and painted her hair a honey color, she opened her eyes. Her hair was honey blonde from the top to the bottom, rather than her regular yellow blonde, she couldn't help the smile that overtook her entire face, she was pretty sure she was glowing. She looked around to the rest of the class, everyone still doing it. She continued looking around, and noticed that more people kept opening their eyes to different colored hair, though a lot of theirs was patchier then it should be. She looked back to her friends, they'd succeeded too (except from Bloom): Flora's hair turning to a blonde, Tecna's to a pastel pink and Musa's to a green.
"Green, Musa, really?" She couldn't help but ask.
Musa rolled her eyes, "At least you can definitely tell the difference in mine."
Just as she about to send a rebuttal to Musa, Professor Wizgiz came to them saying, "Well done girls," To the four of them, before turning to Stella, "I noticed how quick you managed to succeed in yours, please come see me after class in," He looked at his wrist (with nothing to tell the time from), "Five minutes?! It's been that long already."
The girls looked at him in confusion, Stella rolled her eyes and explained, "He tends to cut lessons short every now then, I have no idea why, maybe it's because he's getting old."
Wizgiz heard this and turned around, "Trust me, Princess Stella, I know how long it takes my students to pick up what they need to, you just know when you reach my age, and Bloom, don't worry about not getting it straight away, keep trying I have no doubts that you will get it eventually."
Stella turned around to see Bloom deflated, she couldn't help but relate, she'd have to talk to her by the end of the day, perhaps she could even help teach her how to do it (if Bloom would let her) but for now Stella could only offer a reassuring smile. Bloom responded with a strained smile and raised shoulders, she looked tense all over even as she walked out with their friends.
Stella waited for everyone to have left, before she headed towards the front of the classroom where Wizgiz was currently residing, sitting on his desk.
"You wanted to see me, Professor?" Stella asked.
He looked at her, assessing her seemingly, "Yes, I do. You know, Princess Stella, when it came to your expellment, I vouched for you. I knew your grades were lacking in most departments but I had faith in you. You have the potential to develop your base powers of the sun and moon to a very high standard, even without the scepter, and not to mention you were one of my best students in last year's class."
Stella was unsure as to what to make of his speech, but chose not to interrupt.
"I have no doubt you are going to do great things this year, especially with your roommates, who I'm glad you've made friendships with, but I want you to move up a class in Metamorphosis, it will need you to complete the work you missed from the rest of year, but I have no doubts in your ability to do so," Wizgiz finished off looking at Stella.
"Professor, I'm honored but, I'm afraid I can't," Stella said, blinking down at him.
He looked confused, "Why?"
"Because our timetables are based on our years and I can't be in two places at once, and besides, well the more I think about wanting to be in second year or to be treated as such, I'm coming to the realization, it could be good for me, you know, getting to redo this first year, I can really make it my own," Stella explained, a smile decorating her features more and more, "Goodbye professor!"
"Goodbye Stella!" He called out to her, before he mumbled, "My age really is getting to me."
A full day had been and everyone was tired, except Bloom who was incredibly eager and determined to try and get that one spell. She was clinging onto the mirror and thinking about how the professor had described it, a whole analogy about painting hair and she still couldn't get anything to occur.
It was just her struggling in the room, as Flora was outside on their shared balcony attending to her flowers wishing them goodnights as such. Bloom planned to ask for help when she was fully settled in their bedroom, if she still had not achieved it. She furrowed her brow, before letting out a deep groan of frustration.
"Anything I can help with?" Stella asked, leaning against the door frame in her pink nightie, "I've just wished Tecna and Musa goodnight and was about to do the same to you, but if there's anything I could do to help I can if you wish," Stella finished, leaving her place from the frame and heading to Bloom's bed to join her.
"I can't get the spell," Bloom replied softly, "It's just not clicking at all, what if-" She sighed, "What if I'm not actually a fairy?"
Stella noticed tears in Bloom's eyes and gave Bloom a quick hug, ever so slightly squeezing her too, "Bloom I promise you, you are a fairy. I believe in you, and it's only your first magic lesson, you can't beat yourself up over it, it'll achieve nothing. So let me help you, try and get this one spell alright?"
"Alright," Bloom stated, in an almost defeated tone.
"Now, think of nothing else, but this paint brush and color, you are spreading it across your hair, from the very roots of your hair to the tips," Stella explained briefly, "And remember, it's the first 'proper' day of school, it really doesn't matter."
But those words of advice fell onto deaf ears as Bloom opened her eyes, "Great. See what I end up with," Bloom pointed out, her fringe floating upwards leaving her forehead bare.
"You aren't concentrating, Bloom!" Stella snapped, somewhat frustrated.
Flora came through and saw Bloom, "At least something has actually happened this time," Flora tried, causing Stella to take another glance at Bloom and burst into laughter, "Don't laugh, Stella!"
"Why shouldn't she? I look absolutely ridiculous," Bloom sighed, sinking into her bed and throwing her mirror to her pillow.
"You'll get better with practice," Flora tried yet again, joining Stella and Bloom on Bloom's bed.
Bloom sighed again, looking at the two, "Why did you two decide to come to Alfea?"
Stella looked at Flora, but saw Flora remain silent so she spoke up standing up as she did so, "I want to become a real fairy, an Enchantix Fairy and this school has always been known as the 'top' one for producing Enchantix Fairies. And well I also want to be admired, get more powerful and just overall due good things! My main priority though would be to bring back feelings of love to those who lost it, namely between my parents."
"I want to be an Enchantix Fairy too, but well I'm primarily because I absolutely adore learning!" Flora stated kindly, before her face collided with a pillow, "Stella!"
"That is such a nerdy answer," Stella giggled.
Flora couldn't withhold an eye-roll, before asking Bloom, "And you?"
"That's the problem, I don't know! I don't know where to begin, really, why am I here? And I need to figure that out, before I can do anything," Bloom said, determined. Before finally bidding Stella a 'goodnight' as she left her and Flora's room for the night.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, Flora! We're going to be late!" Bloom exclaimed to Flora, looking incredibly frazzled.
Flora woke up in a daze before what Bloom said sunk in, "No!"
In a matter of seconds, they had gotten dressed, brushed their hair and left the entire dorm, running to the dining hall. They arrived rather quickly, and had to squeeze past everyone to get to the rest of their friends.
"About time, what took you so long?" Stella smirked.
Flora looked embarrassed, but just as she was about to explain, Bloom interrupted, "My fault entirely, I slept in."
Before they could all dive into conversation, an echoing tapping of a glass could be heard, "Young ladies please," Faragonda said, cutting off the indistinct chatter around the room, "Thank you. As is the tradition of Magic Schools in Magix, we are to be hosting our annual welcome gala for all of our new students. Students of Red Fountain will be coming here tonight and their second year students and our second year students will perform the traditional exchange ceremony. As first years you will need to attend to get to know future people you may work with, whereas our third year students do not need to attend but our welcome too."
An eruption of excitement occurred within the hall, Griselda quickly stomped on it, "Quiet, show your respect for the Headmistress!"
"Classes will be canceled, and you will have the rest of the day to get ready and to help decorate our hall, thank you and do have fun," Faragona finished, kindly.
Musa rolled her eyes with distaste, "It's like our second day having 'real' lessons and we're having it off for a stupid dance."
Tecna muttered some agreement to that statement, while Flora and Stella disagreed (Stella vocalized this disagreement).
In the known Cloud Tower, Headmistress Griffin slithered her way through crowds of wishes, a smirk decorating her pale green face. Her witches were all gifted magically, but some she wondered whether they truly belonged in a witch school: today was always a good way for her and Faragona to transfer any witches, who they thought would work better at Alfea. None of their students knew of this.
"Young witches! I have summoned you here to share my pain, the fairies are hosting a party. And are not inviting us," She started, hearing the chorus of boos, "Yes, my friends, I completely agree, but use this as an opportunity to further develop your cursing skills. It is our school's duty to return their contempt for us. Submit your ideas. I will choose one."
She left her witches back to their own devices.
The three witches who had attacked the Winx were within 'her witches' unbeknownst to her, their names being Icy, Stormy and Darcy.
The one dressed in purple even in casual wear spoke first, "I believe this to be a perfect opportunity for us to get the blonde one's ring."
"Of course, Darcy," Icy spoke next, wearing blue.
Stormy was the final one to input, "The whole point is to disrupt the party though."
"Dearest sister, that is an easy fix: we kill two birds with one stone."
The girls were all up in Stella's room, showing off their party dresses, each very unique.
Musa was leaning against the wall, her dress was a mixture of red and purple. An off the shoulder piece with a large collar that was purple. The actual body of the ensemble was red with purple musical notes decorating it and then the lower skirt was the same purple of the decorations. She tied it all together with a red headband.
Tecna was sat on Stella's bed next to Flora, and if there was a way to describe her outfit it would be unique. Her collar was even bigger than Musa's and even went above her head, it had a light green outline with a purple and blue inside with geometric decorations. The green outline was throughout the dress and so was the blue color. It was out together like a cape (with a purple gem) and almost like a top and shorts underneath. Her knee high boots were also kept on display.
Flora's dress was the most traditional in a sense, with a dark pink bodice and a light pink skirt that had dark green at its bottom edge that were also featured as the straps for the dress. Her hair was styled into two space buns (letting the rest of her hair flow down) with a rose in the center piece.
Bloom was surprised to see Stella to be the only one (barring her without a dress), instead she was pacing.
"I refuse to go unnoticed!" Stella announced, pulling out a dress from her closet, "What do you think?"
"It's gorgeous," Bloom replied, and it really was. It was an orange slim fitted dress that featured ruffles trailing all the way down it. It would flatter her breasts as well, having a cut around it, while also being decorated with a light blue as well as a ribbon draping from one of the shoulders.
"It called me, 'Buy me, buy me please! Mind you, it really wasn't cheap, although hopefully it will be worth it," Stella said, to them all.
"Of course, you answered it's plea," Musa rolled her eyes, "How very noble of you!"
"I hear the guys at Red Fountain are really cute!" Flora cut in.
"Oh, Flora, you wouldn't believe it," Stella swooned, no doubt thinking about her prince that Bloom had witnessed gently caress her.
"Guys? I do not have time for those," Tecna interjected.
"Then why are you dressed like an absolute diva?" Musa couldn't help but laugh.
Tecna rolled her eyes, "That is besides the point, besides if you are attending a ceremony, it is your duty to dress accordingly."
Stella laughed, as Bloom said, "Sorry! But do you think they'll let me attend like this?" Gesturing to her outfit, or lack thereof.
A chorus of, 'Oh Bloom' was heard before Stella pointed out, "You don't have a dress? Well sweetie, there's one way to fix that, shopping." Before dropping her dress for her ring and shouting out, "Solaria!"
And just like that they were in the center of Magix. The girls groaned, saying how they were still in their ceremony dresses.
"So?" Stella said.
"Ugh!" They groaned, rolling their eyes, before clicking their own fingers. Trading in their formal attire for their casual clothes.
Bloom was too distracted to notice, leaning on the window enamored by some jewelry she saw, Stella encouraged her. They entered the store and saw the place bursting with dresses.
Bloom tried on her first dress, it was like a frilly summer dress that was hot pink with a red undertone.
Flora clutched her hands and heartily smiled, Tecna curled her nose up at it.
"Onto the next store!" Stella exclaimed.
"Stella? There's so many dre-" Flora cut in.
Stella took no notice and marched onwards out the door and through the streets.
The next one Bloom tried on was an almost comical mermaid style silhouette. It was bright yellow (something she could never pull off) and had long matching gloves.
No one liked this, and Bloom was inclined to agree.
But before Stella could cry out a reason for them to leave, Bloom noticed a beautiful dress. It was a blue one shouldered dress, with trimmings of dark blue throughout it. It would expose her midriff, and would come down to her ankles. She wanted to try it on.
It was just as beautiful on her (blue had always been her color) and she'd thought she'd found the perfect dress. Everyone seemed to agree, judging by their smiles.
So she took it off, ready to buy it with her (new) Magix Credit Card, until she noticed the zeros on the end, she sullenly dropped her arms and marched back to hang it up.
"I can pay for it!" Stella supplied, but Flora interjected, saving her the embarrassment of rejecting Stella's generous offer.
"You guys go, there's got to be a sale somewhere," She said.
Everyone was reluctant, but she insisted so much that they couldn't deny her. She hoped she'd find a sale somewhere.
She started running along the streets of Magix looking in windows, but before she gave in, she yelled, "Eureka!" And ran to where she saw it.
Bursting into the shop, she shuffled around the rows of dresses looking for anything that was similar to that blue one before she saw a two piece. That while not as elegant was still cute: it was almost perfect.
"Absolutely despicable, disgusting, foul. In other words perfect, you three may go ahead with your idea to sabotage their little party," Griffin snidely ordered to the three witches before her, who in turn just smirked towards her.
Bloom needed scissors to alter her skirt, it was too long, and she needed them fast. She was already late!
"Where are you scissors?" She sang, pacing up her and Flora's room, "Scissors, scissors, scissors. Kiko, why is there never anything you want when you need it."
She saw Kiko chewing at it, and rolled her eyes, picking him up to move the rabbit.
"That won't work, but maybe magic will!" She said, hope renewed. Fire on her finger she pointed it to the dress, and aimed a line, before smelling burning. "SHIT!" She cried out, before scrambling to find any liquid to throw on it. The unfortunate culprit was the not fully empty watering can Flora owned.
"I'll just look for scissors around the school."
"Hello, my princess," A certain brunet said to the ray of light which was Stella, whilst picking her dainty hand in his large, rough one to kiss it.
"My prince," Stella giggled, soaking it in.
"May I tell you, just how truly beautiful you are tonight, even more so than you did last year if I do say so," He continued, voice almost deepening as he stood to his full height to walk round to place his arm around her waist in a familiar motion, like it belonged there.
"You're too kind," She replied, looking up at him, smiling, "You also look incredibly handsome, but if I do say so your suit seems to be too small for you now," She laughed.
"Maybe I just want to show off," He leant back down to her ear.
"Well I'm certainly not complaining," Stella couldn't help but reply, finger trailing down his tense arms.
A squire coughed, "Hope we're not interrupting anything but-"
"We are getting tired of your endless flirting," Riven growled.
"Not quite how I'd say it but," Brandon shrugged.
"Plus Saladin wants us now, to help get ready for the presentation," Timmy supplied.
Sky's flirty and relaxed smile seemed to darken towards them before returning to his 'Stella face' (as the boys called it), "Goodbye, princess."
"Goodbye, honey," Stella laughed.
Musa, Tecna and Flora were also there, looking bewildered.
"Who was that?" Musa asked.
"Sky."
"Is he your boyfriend?" Flora was next.
"Not yet."
"He's, he's, he's so tall?!" Tecna said, shocked.
"Isn't he just."
Bloom was hurriedly making her way through the corridors of Alfea looking for scissors before she heard some familiar yet unfriendly voices, "Look, the Wizard school coat of arms, bet that's where they're keeping their little gifts."
Bloom hid behind the wall corner as she eavesdropped praying that she wouldn't be noticed like she had been last time.
"What pathetic presents do you think they've gotten them?" One laughed.
"Who knows, but whatever it is we'll use it to cause havoc in their school," A third voice laughed.
Bloom heard them chant something about transforming, and about snakerats.
The third voice spoke again, "A perfect distraction, so that ring can finally be within our grasp. Now Darcy, show us where it is."
"With pleasure, Icy," She replied, before chanting something that allowed an illusion as to where the ring was, in a chest within a golden seashell.
Bloom had to warn them, and maybe even get them to undo the spell if possible, so she took off again, though in a much more quiet hurry.
She reached the courtyard, where the ceremony was taking place, and scanned the area, "There they are!" So she scurried through the sea of suits and dresses, to reach her friends, only to bump into something rather firm. She looked up and was mortified.
"Hiya Bloom, I did wonder when I'd catch you!" Brandon said, in a suit that contrasted to his uniform, she supposed being a squire in the magic world paid well.
She needed to play it cool, "Hi! Hello! Goodbye, I need to go to friends. Goodbye!" She called while running off, trying to ignore the look of confusion that had been present (she's hoping it was because she didn't have an outfit).
"Bloom! Oh sweetie, did you not find an outfit?" Flora asked, sympathy lacing her tone.
"NO! I mean yes! But witches? Angry ones? You know the magic ones, no wait I dunno just follow me," She rambled, ignoring the confusion on their faces. Other than Stella's, who was too enamored with a certain prince, who admittedly also cleaned up nicely.
"Stella!" Musa called, gesturing her to follow them, while she ignored Stella's groan.
"The witches cast a spell on the presents? They said something about Snake Rats?"
"Snake Rats? Let me consult my database," Tecna announced.
"I'll stop you there, darling, they're vermin not that hard to guess a mix between a snake and a rat, so exactly like the witches," Stella laughed.
"Stella! This is important, they want to use it as a distraction as a means to get your ring," Bloom explained bluntly.
"Sneaky," Musa commented, "We can just go to the rooms to fetch it though."
"Guys? The eggs are being handed out," Flora called out, her pitch creeping up.
"Counter spell, any ideas?" Tecna asked.
"Repeat after me: Let it be what it once was again," She started grabbing onto her friends hands, as they soon began repeating after her.
From the circle they had formed, a gold essence traveled to the eggs being handed out by the specialists. Allowing the first fairy to see beautiful, golden butterflies be released.
"And for you, my sweet princess," Sky started, "I'll be surprised if what's inside comes close to a fraction of your beauty."
"Sweetie," Stella blushed, reaching to grab it from them, before Musa snatched it from his hands, "Musa!"
"Remember a certain spell, Flora?"
"Why, yes, yes I do, I can't believe you thought of that!" Flora praised.
And with that Flora put her hands on the egg and they both chanted some utter nonsense (as far as Bloom was concerned).
"What was that?" Bloom couldn't help but ask.
"I'll tell you later, now get changed, you've already missed half the dance!" Flora smiled.
She was just beginning to start getting ready for the dance when she heard a large bang. She left her room to see that it was Stella's jewelry box floating and heading towards the outside, she knew it was the witches, she had to save Stella's ring (and the rest of her jewelry if she wanted to keep Stella as a friend).
"Come back! Halt!" She shouted after it, while chasing down the box which led her to outside Alfea's protective barrier, before she managed to snatch it from the sky, "Ow! What the fuck, why did I do that?" She cried from the pain of its weight dropping into her arms.
She felt a cold chill and the ring left the box, floating like the box once had to the clear area which led to the forest. "I'm impressed, annoyed but impressed, who knew you guys had that in you pathetic fairies."
She flinched, she knew it was them behind it but still coming face to face was terrifying. She wanted to grab the ring and run. She knew she couldn't. Before she could contemplate further she got blasted with an icy blast that created a dome around her, she felt heat in her hands and bashed the ice causing it to collapse. She jumped away from the icy surface that was from the dome. The next witch (Stormy) clapped her hands making a tornado which she collided with the floor causing a crack to be made in the ground, the leftover wind pushing her into the hole produced.
Icy asked for the honors, she really was going to die, "You are all alone, no one is here to help you. Ba bye," She finished smugly.
"No! I'm a fairy, I can't fail, I won't fail!" Bloom shouted, heat similar from before embracing her, she was transforming she realized. She felt powerful, more than she ever had. She had wings, and she was wearing blue but in the same glittery material her friends had, and she felt a crown on the top of her head. She had a longish crop top that was very angular, she thought, with a short skirt, her crop top held a yellow gem in the center. She had ankle boots with heels and unattached sleeves on her arms. She felt flames surging around her, was this her power? She smiled. "Looks as though we're evenly matched now."
"What an adorable outfit, but you'll need more than that to succeed over us," Icy said, smugly, "Darcy, I believe it's your turn."
"Why, but of course, I almost forgot," Darcy played off of her, before summoning shadows to surge forward to make a grasp for their opposition. Like tentacles they reached out towards Bloom, slithering, Bloom panicked.
"Wait, wings," Bloom mumbled, embarrassed. She rose unsteadily, feeling the wings flap silently as though she were a butterfly, as she was about to make a quip to the witches she saw Darcy smirk.
"Vertigo!" Darcy called out, the effects were immediate: she was dizzy and confused, her wings were too as though they were losing all sense of purpose.
Bloom let out a yelp of terror as she fell, only to be stopped by a platform of ice appearing. Shaking her head, she stood up flying again only to hear the witches say their farewell to her gloating on their possession of the ring. "No!" She shouted, but they were gone and she was tired, her wings took her down slowly before her entire outfit disappeared.
"Bloom!" Stella called.
"Bloom, thank goodness you're okay!" Flora said, sweetly.
"Where were you all?" Bloom couldn't help but verbalize.
"Ugh, we couldn't escape Faragonda and she made me perform," Musa groaned cheeks pinkening.
"Is everything alright?" Tecna asked.
"They have the ring, but I transformed at least!"
"How wonderful!" Stella congratulated, grabbing Bloom's biceps, before she gasped, "My jewelry box!"
"Don't worry about the ring Bloom! Flora and I sorted that out," Musa explained.
Tecna walked to her skeptically, "You know you ran quite a high risk of defeat, you should be more care-"
"Enough of that! Bloom has to get ready, come on I'll help," Stella said, clicking her fingers to transport the jewelry box to her room, before clicking her fingers once again to transport herself and Bloom.
"I'll go pop my dress on then," Bloom said, "Wait, do you have scissors, I need to shorten the length."
"I can sort that, when it's on, don't worry about it okay?" Stella encouragingly smiled.
A few minutes pass and the dress has gone through the brief alterations, Bloom saw herself in the mirror and smiled in shock, Stella complimented her before ushering down (probably eager to see a certain prince).
They joined the rest of their friends, and Flora explained the spell, in which she switched the contents of the boxes. They began chatting some more until a certain squire interrupted them, "May I have this dance please?"
"Yes," She blushed to Brandon, putting her arms around him before they gently began swaying to the music playing, she glimpsed around at her friends: Flora near the plants of the fountain, Tecna checking her phone 'discreetly', Musa staring at the purple haired boy who Bloom met on Earth and Stella who was basking in Prince Sky's compliments.
She could get used to this, she wanted this to be her normal, and she'd try her best for that to happen.
"There's definitely something within this egg," Stormy said, shaking it, before being reprimanded by Icy for shaking the damn thing.
"This is what we have yearned for ladies, let us open it." Icy announced, bracing herself for the power to be radiating off of it, only to see a purple orange duck, who reached out for his 'mommy'.
She screamed louder than she ever hand.