A/N: Someone said this fanfiction is OOC. I thought about that for a minute, and I don't really see how. I tried to give all the Winx they're canon personalities from the first season. I don't understand. Am I doing something wrong here? And someone was like: "how can a tree hugger like Flora have big boobs?" Honestly, I don't think Flora's magical interests have nothing to do with her body shape…. I wanted there to be some differences between the girls in both mind and body, so I just thought I'd more Flora a little more…uh…hefty up top, because there are some girls who are naturally like that. No big deal, really.
Excited for my birthday on Oct. 17 ^.^ #Sweet16!
My butt was hurting.
Damn, this bench was hard. But nevertheless, my rump was glued to it at this point, so whatever…
How long had I been sitting right here anyways? An hour? Two hours? I didn't know; I wasn't keeping up with the time. I sighed and slouched down in my seat. I was regretting how I acted towards Musa. It wasn't her fault she was on edge—it was Riven's. The scumbag didn't even notice Musa had a huge crush on him. And if he did, he was still a scumbag. That was an unchangeable fact.
Man, Musa really wanted to win that sand castle competition. And because of me and my big mouth, she was too busy feeling depressed or something to commit herself to it. I should've just kept my mouth closed about it. What did it matter if the others knew or not anyway? Riven was under Darcy's spell or whatever, so my friends' opinions really didn't have any influence in the situation, honestly. Ugh, I was such a screw-up.
It was probably best if I just went ahead and apologized to Musa. After all, it was my fault she was so fucked up in the first place.
Right as I was motivating myself to get my ass off the bench, a voice called out to me, "Cadey! Cadey!"
I lazily looked up to see Musa running towards me. "Musa? What are you doing here?" I asked, suddenly finding the strength to stand up. Along with my strength came my spunk. "What took so long? I've been sitting here for hours!"
When Musa made it over to me, she blinked. "What are you talking about? It's only been…five minutes. The competition's still happening."
My mouth dropped open. NO WAY. IT HAD TO BE WAY LONGER.
Noticing the disbelief on my face, Musa managed a tiny smile. "I'm…I'm sorry about everything. After you told me about…uh…them, I just got super angry and irritated. And because of me, you got frustrated and forfeited our place in the competition."
"No, it's my fault!" I blurted a little too loudly, "I shouldn't have told you about Riven and Darcy. It was only natural for you to act like that. And it was really wrong of me to just storm off like that. I was being selfish and wasn't regarding your feelings. And thanks to my actions, we're out of the competition."
"No, I'm glad you told me. I knew Riven and Darcy were dating but…" Musa trailed off with a sigh. "Never mind. I just let them get into my head too easily. That's probably what they want, anyway."
Darcy for sure but I wasn't sure Riven had a saying in the situation, but I didn't say this. Instead, I just nodded. "I knew you had a crush on Riven, yet I decided to go ahead and blab about him and Darcy anyway. That wasn't right."
Musa blushed slightly. "Am I really that obvious?"
I had to admit, I was surprised. I hadn't expected her to just outright admit it. Anytime Stella teased her about it, Musa always seemed to brush it off or defiantly refute the blond's accusation. "Uh, kind of. But don't worry; it's only that way to us because we're your girlfriends and we know you. Now, to anyone else, they wouldn't even suspect a thing."
Musa loosened up a bit. "Sometimes, I don't even know why I try to get his attention. It's useless, especially now that Darcy and the Trix are a part of the mix."
I gave her a friendly slap on the back. "Don't worry about it, Musa. Everything will work out in the end. Just you wait. And who knows? Maybe Riven'll fall for you in the end."
This time, the music fairy's face lit up. "You really think so?"
"Uh, yeah! There's no way this relationship will be long term. No one can withstand that much Darcy. It's simply inhumane."
Musa laughed, which relieved me entirely. "Yeah, but this is Riven we're talking about. But enough about that. Now that we've cleared things up, how about we check out that amusement park by the beach?"
I smiled broadly. "I was just gonna suggest the same thing. Just because we're not part of that stupid competition doesn't mean we can't have fun, right?"
Musa matched my beam. "Right. Oh, and hey, Cadey?"
"Yes, Musa?"
She held out a hand, stretching out her pinkie. "Let's promise not to ever let a guy come between us. Sure, guys are hot, but friendship is more important."
I nodded. I couldn't agree more. And to prove it, I outstretched a finger and entwined it with hers, sealing a contract that we'd both forever keep.
"That game was rigged," I muttered as me and Musa walked away from one of the carnival game booths. I'd just got done playing that stupid knock-over- all-the-bottles-with-a-single-throw-and-you-win game. And like 95% of the people who attempted it, I failed. Waste of my devil-damn money."
"Honestly, the whole point of that game is to get customers frustrated so they'll keep purchasing balls," said Musa knowingly as we navigated the boardwalk. The two of us had been going around enjoying what the boardwalk had to offer for the past few hours, and the sun was close to setting. Not five minutes ago, we both got a text from Bloom telling us to meet her and the others at the Ferris wheel, so that was where we were headed now. "It's all in the strategy."
I snorted in disgust. If that was the case, I'd fallen for the bait for sure. I'd bought four rounds of balls before Musa managed to drag me away. *sigh* If my brothers knew, they'd definitely disown me.
"Hey, guys!" Bloom's cheerful voice pulled me out of my inward rant. I looked up to see the colorful, lit Ferris wheel slowly rotating overhead. A few weak-asses on the ride were screaming like they were on a stomach-screwing rollercoaster or something. Standing by the cotton candy concession were Bloom, Sky, Brandon, Stella, Timmy, and Tecna. Sky (Brandon) was flirting (or at least trying to) with the vendor, Bloom was holding on to a giant stuffed animal that Brandon (Sky) probably won for her (how'd he manage to beat the system?), Timmy and Tecna were doing something on their phones, and Stella was finger-combing her hair and yawning. And, of course, Lone Wolf was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, where's Flora?" I wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow as Musa and I wandered over.
Stella shrugged. "How should I know? I haven't seen her all day. She's probably hanging out with one of her new groupies." Okay, I couldn't help but notice a slight hint of jealousy in her voice. The princess was perhaps still a teeny bit upset about Flora winning the swim suit competition and gaining all those admires and followers.
"I'll text her again," volunteered Tecna, not taking her eyes off her handheld's illuminated screen.
"You know, I enjoyed these past two days," said Bloom thoughtfully, "it sure does beat lame old field trips back in Earth schools."
Tell me about it. This one time, me and my seventh grade class went to McDonald's as a "field trip". It wasn't that exciting because one: I'd just eaten McDonald's the previous night, two: we were only allowed to order one thing off the shitty dollar menu, three: the food was nasty as that five-day-old Chinese food my brothers once dared me to eat.
"Even if we ran into the Trix and those obsessed ex-girlfriends," added Stella, bringing a hand up to her mouth as she yawned.
"But I'll admit: I'm ready to get back to Alfea and hit the hay," went on Bloom, nodding. "A lot's happened this weekend."
Again, tell me about it.
"Weird. Flora isn't texting back," announced Tecna lowly, raising an eyebrow at her phone.
"Then just call her," said Stella with an eye roll. "No big deal."
There was a moment of silence as Tecna dialed Flora's number. She put in on speakerphone and things got even quieter as her handheld rang repeatedly. Though all kinds of yelling and laughing were resonating around us, that long rhythmic ringing drowned out all the surrounding sounds. "Nothing," said Tecna, shaking her head as Flora's phone took us to voicemail. "She's not answering."
"Weird. That isn't like Flora," frowned Musa.
Worry stretched across Bloom's face. "Do you think she's okay? Could something have happened to her?"
"You never know with those witches around," I frowned deeply. "We should probably look for her just to be safe." The others echoed in agreement.
"It's getting dark out, so we'll split up into pairs just to be safe," suggested Bloom, "and if one manages to find Flora, text the others immediately."
"Right." We all nodded and disbanded instantly. Stella was with Timmy, Sky (Brandon) with me, and Musa with Bloom and Brandon (Sky).
"So, where's the last place you saw Flora?" I asked Sky (Brandon) as we ambled closer towards the beach.
"When we won third place in the sand castle competition," he replied, "I treated her to ice cream afterwards, and that's the last I saw of her."
"Wait, so who won first and second place?" I asked curiously.
"Bloom and Brandon won, while Darcy and Riven came in second."
Shit. I could imagine that REALLY getting under Riven's skin. Coming in second to his all-time rival. Tough, man. That meant Riven was gonna be extra bitchy for the next few days. Or weeks. Or months.
"Flora? Flora!" I called as the two of us wandered onto the grainy sand. I scanned the beach, the fires from the others' bonfires making it easy for me to see. I frowned. "Dammit, she's not here."
"I'll try calling her again," volunteered Sky (Brandon) take out his phone. The heck? Since when did he have Flora's cell number? But alas, I didn't say anything as Sky (Brandon) impatiently waited for Flora to answer his call. "Nothing," he grumbled as Flora's cell sent him to voicemail.
"Flora! Flooooorrraaaa!" I called even louder.
"Yeesh, what's with all the shouting?" complained a voice. Sky (Brandon) and I both turned to see Stormy and Icy hissing at us with disgust.
"What are you guys still doing here?" I snapped, getting irritated. "Forget it, I don't wanna know. Just get out of our way so we can go find Flora."
"Good riddance," muttered Stormy.
"Oh, I think I've seen her somewhere," said Icy with a yawn like it was no big deal. "About…a few minutes ago."
I swore I nearly bitch-slapped Icy. "Where?" I demanded.
"Oh, just in town," replied Icy, observing her nails boredly. "She was with some guy."
Now, it was Sky (Brandon) who looked like he wanted to bitch-slap the witch. "What did he look like?" he bark-hissed.
"Chestnut hair, pointy ears, pale skin. Nothing much," said Icy half-heartedly. Harry. Of course. "I think they were heading into the big hotel on the boardwalk-nearby the Ferris wheel-"
OH NO, OH NO, OH NO. Apparently, Sky (Brandon) knew what that meant to because his face twisted with all kinds of emoticons. We took one glance at each other and took off running back towards the boardwalk. "Call the others!" I shouted at him, "tell them everything!"
OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT. HARRY WAS TRYING TO TAKE FLORA'S VIRGINITY! WHY ELSE WOULD THEY BE GOING INTO A HOTEL? AND POOR, INNOCENT FLORA PROBABLY DIDN'T EVEN KNOW. FOR ALL WE KNEW, WE COULD ALREADY BE TOO LATE!
As Sky (Brandon) struggled to run and work his phone simultaneously, I sped up. This was NOT good! At this very moment, poor Flora was probably pinned to the bed, crying out for Harry to stop as he tried to pull down her panties. But alas, there was no one near to hear her pleading shouts, leaving Harry to do as he pleased. Just imaging that in my mind made me heat up. Some pervert was NOT going to pull one of my friend! Not on my watch!
I'm coming, Flores!
Sky (Brandon) and I burst into Seashore Resort, nearly stumbling into the front desk. And like every seaside hotel, the lobby was classy and decked with crystal chandeliers, gold trimmings, marble floors, and polished glass.
Huffing and puffing, I leaned against the desk and forced a smile at the guy in the tux behind the counter. He frowned at me immediately as if sensing I was "lower class". "Hi," I wheezed at him regardless, "I-I'm looking for a fr-friend who checked in here not long ago."
The tuxedo guy just glared at me with a what's-this-bug-doing-in-here? look. He took a glance at Sky (Brandon) and clapped his hands. "Security," he called loudly.
Heck. "Yo, what's the big deal?" I snapped, "I just asked you a question!"
"Security," called Tuxedo again, holding his chin high.
"I'm not afraid of your fucking damn security," I hissed at him, "I can take whoever you throw at me…." I trailed off when I heard heavy breathing and felt a massive figure towering over me. Oh no.
Seconds later, me and Sky (Brandon) were flying out of the hotel, landing face-flat on the concrete outside. "Well, well, well. I guess that didn't go as planned," chuckled a voice. I peeled my face off the ground and looked up to see Stella smirking down at me.
"So, Flora's in there?" asked Bloom slowly, looking up at the fancy building.
"Yeah, but the stupid lobbyist or whatever you call them wouldn't even talk to us," I spat, standing us. "I just asked him a fucking damn question and he threw us out."
"Of course he did," snorted Stella like it was obvious. She flipped her head over her shoulder. "This is an elegant hotel, remember? Only the rich and well-known are allowed to go in."
"So how did Flora and Harry?" I asked, wrinkling my nose. Maybe the lobby guy knew about the swimsuit competition…..?
"Dunno. Maybe Harry's rich or something. But that doesn't matter. Now that I'm here, I can take care of things considering that I am a princess. Can't get any better and more important than that," boasted Stella, fluffing her hair.
Just go in there, fucker!
"I hope Stella get answers," fretted Bloom as we watched Stella enter the hotel. "Flora could be in trouble. Some guy could be taking advantage of her as we speak and-"
"Bloom, calm down. Panicking isn't going to get us anywhere," pointed out Tecna thoughtfully, "all we can do is trust that Flora's okay and hope Stella will-"
Seconds later, Stella soared through the air and landed awkwardly on the ground at my feet. "You were saying?" I asked Tecna, dully.
Complaining, Stella picked herself off the ground. "What's that guy's problem? Doesn't he know I'm the princess of this planet?" she grumbled, brushing the dirt off her thin sundress, "I can have my dad send him to the dungeon for life or-"
"Forget that jackass; I got another idea," I announced as Stella went on ranting about her status as princess and how she could fuck up the lobbyist's life. "We have wings, remember? And last time I checked, all beachside hotels have windows so the customers can look out at the wonderful view of the ocean."
"What's that got to do with Flora?" asked Stella lamely.
"We can just peer into the windows to see if Flora's in any of the rooms," I explained. Before Brandon (Sky) could point out how that was an invasion of privacy, I added, "that's our only other way of finding out if Flora's in there or not."
"What if she's in a room without a window?" spoke up Timmy.
"We're not gonna think about that now," I insisted quickly, transforming into my fairy form. "We have Flora's virginity to save, remember?"
Before Stella could say anything smart or cheesy, I took to the air and flittered up to the higher levels of the hotel. I immediately pressed my face against the first window I saw. Unfortunately, all I saw was a human-less yet nicely furnished room.
Not giving up, I hovered over to the next one. The room on the other side of the window was identical to the one I'd just looked into, but a man and woman who weren't Flora and Harry were rolling around on the floor without their clothes on and—
SHIT. I DID NOT NEED TO SEE THAT. I instantly covered my eyes and flew to the next window. I peered through the glass to see a woman sitting on her bed, typing furiously on her laptop. Before she had a chance to look up and notice me, I moved on. Feeling bored, I looked into the next window. A bunch of figures in dark cloaks were on their knees, surrounding a candle-lit table where a large picture of a woman rested. Though the glass separating us was thick, I could hear them chanting weird hymns.
The heck? I remained where I was, watching as the dark ritual or whatever was happening take place. Seconds later, one of the hooded figures turned around and a pair of glistening green orbs gleamed from under the cloak at me.
YIKES! I flew away just in case they were into sacrificing young maidens or something. You could never be too safe….
And just to take precautions, I zipped around to the other side of the building. "That was close," I muttered, turning around. "Some weird stuff happen in hotels-" I trailed off the second I got a glimpse of what was on the other side of the window I was flying in front of. Flora was sitting on a bed and Harry was pacing around the room, his mouth moving fast though I couldn't hear any of his words.
"GUYS! I FOUND THEM!" I yelled. And without thinking, I outstretched a hand. "Wondrous Wind!" I shouted. My whispery spell shattered the glass of the window, and I landed on the floor inside the room. "Alright, jackass! This ends now!" I shouted at Harry.
"Uh, do I know you?" asked Harry with a -.- face.
"Hi, Cadey!" Flora waved at me happily. Her face was like: ^.^. I stared at her. I kind of expected her face to be coated in tears and her bikini torn….
"You're okay?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yes! Why wouldn't I be?" Flora cocked her head.
"Uh, maybe because YOU'RE IN A HOTEL ROOM WITH A GUY YOU HARDLY KNOW!" I shouted at her.
"Oh, Harry just wanted to talk to me."
"In a hotel room? ALONE?"
"Oh, he's staying here for the weekend," explained Flora, "his dad has business in town. He was just apologizing for all the trouble he and his friends caused."
"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes. "He just used that excuse to lure you in here so he can take your virgin-"
"If I really wanted to rape her, wouldn't I have done it already?" pointed out Harry lamely, "we've been here for like…forty-five minutes already." Flora nodded. "I would've been done doing her by now."
I thought it over for a moment. "Hey, if nothing's wrong then why didn't you answer your phone?" I snapped at Flora.
"Oh, it ran out of battery," explained Flora, holding up her cell. "I can't receive any calls or texts." She smiled at me. "Sorry if I worried you."
"Then I was spying on people for now reason?" I snapped, "do you know how much work that was! I literally saw someone having sex, man!"
"That's not our problem. You're the weirdo looking in on people," pointed out Harry. He pointed down at the floor, which was clutered with broken glass. "You're paying for that by the way."
-.-
