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Another stupid love letter whooshed onto Icy’s table. In the hour she’d been sitting in the coffee shop, she’d received about five of them. Each one barring a new and different sappy poem.
Roses are red.
Your eyes are blue…ish
I want the Winx dead.
And so do you.
Okay so that one wasn’t sappy, but it was the most recent and her favorite.
Each letter was completely unsigned. But she already knew who they were from. Darko had been eyeing her all day from afar. Icy took a sip of her coffee. Or maybe they were from Gantlos, the man had already asked her to attend Magix’s Valentine’s Day Dance.
She also recalled avoiding any bodies of water, as Tritannus always seemed to be there begging her to come back to him. Which was the biggest turn off she’d ever had. And she once had Duman hit on her by singing Fergilicious—of course he called it Dumalicioius.
Icy sighed. There were way too many of them and the more men flirted with her the more she wondered how any woman could possibly want this. How Darcy could enjoy so much male attention. It was nothing but distracting and aggravating. At best it was an opportunity to work on her wit and sarcasm.
Even then it got boring trying to find a way to creatively tell them to fuck off. And so by the end of the day she’d usually just say it outright.
Icy stood up, realizing that she had indeed just sat there for an hour just pondering.
Pondering without even ordering at least a bagel or something.
She fished around in her pocket for five dollar bill.
Maybe she should take out two of them, who knew how much they were charging these days.
She heard the sound of a paper cup dropping onto the table.
“I didn’t know what you liked so I just got you caffe latte.” Valtor took the chair opposite the one she had just been sitting in.
“I take it you’re the one who has been tossing me all of these.” She slid the letters in his direction.
He read them over. “Nope, not mine.” He tossed them over his shoulder. “I’m a much better poet and I can actually spell correctly.”
“Is that right?” Icy sat back down.
“It is indeed.” He gave a haughty flick of his wrist. “I also don’t waste my time on cheap gifts. You deserve something more elaborate. Do you fancy diamonds? You can finish that latte and we can go somewhere with more class.” He suggested.
“People have tried lots of things to get my affection, but no one has ever tried to buy it. Funny thing your method is absolutely working.” Icy shrugged. “Well that is if you go deeper than that later.” She added with a dismissive hand wave.
“I take that as a yes?”
“I’ll give you a chance, since you aren’t showering me with this,” she motioned to the letters on the floor and the small bouquet she had acquired over the passing hours, “crap.”
“Well of course not. You deserve better than that.” Valtor shrugged.
Icy finished her latte and stood up again.
“Shall we?” Valtor asked.
Icy nodded and led him outside.
“Where do you want to go?”
Icy looked in the direction of the Valentine’s Day Dance. “Anywhere but there.” She shrugged.
“Any particular reason you’re avoiding the dance?”
“Last year the only thing to do there was go in the tunnel of love, dance, and hope the swans from ‘Lover’s Lake’ don’t get pissed and crash the party.” She trailed off. “Hope they don’t make a nest in your hair and eat all the chocolate and then peck at everything in sight.”
“That is…oddly specific.” Valtor noted.
“It happened last year. The upside was that the swans took down Darkar and Tritannus. Two less people I had to deal with. But they didn’t take down Darko. In fact I think he made friends with them, sat in a circle with them and made them rose crowns. “ She tapped a long nailed finger to her chin. “Yeah, that was definitely what happened. He got them to retreat.”
“That’s rather hard to believe. But then again it must be true, you can’t just make something like that up.” Valtor responded as they passed through a crowd headed for the dance.
“I mean I could…”
“I don’t know, I feel like it’s one of those things that’s just so out there, that you can’t make it up.”
“Hmm…perhaps.” Icy replied. She came to a stop. “You know what? I think I know exactly how we’re going to spend this day.”
“Oh?”
“We’ll go to Lover’s Lake, we will acquire ourselves an army of swans and we ruin everyone’s fancy Valentine’s dinner by reserving 80 of the restaurants 100 tables. We will then sit at our table and fill the other 79 with swans.”
“Okay, so maybe you can just make a story like that up.” Valtor admitted.
“Oh I didn’t make that story up, the dance really was invaded. And we are going to go through with this plan. Just picture it; 316 swans. 4 swans to fill up each table. There will be so much confusion. And even more anger upon people realizing that they couldn’t eat at a fancy diner because it was booked by swans.”
“If that’s what you want to do with our first date, then we shall do it.” Valtor agreed.
The letters were from Stormy. Well the I want the Winx dead one was. It was her idea of a great Valentine’s day joke.
Another stupid love letter whooshed onto Icy’s table. In the hour she’d been sitting in the coffee shop, she’d received about five of them. Each one barring a new and different sappy poem.
Roses are red.
Your eyes are blue…ish
I want the Winx dead.
And so do you.
Okay so that one wasn’t sappy, but it was the most recent and her favorite.
Each letter was completely unsigned. But she already knew who they were from. Darko had been eyeing her all day from afar. Icy took a sip of her coffee. Or maybe they were from Gantlos, the man had already asked her to attend Magix’s Valentine’s Day Dance.
She also recalled avoiding any bodies of water, as Tritannus always seemed to be there begging her to come back to him. Which was the biggest turn off she’d ever had. And she once had Duman hit on her by singing Fergilicious—of course he called it Dumalicioius.
Icy sighed. There were way too many of them and the more men flirted with her the more she wondered how any woman could possibly want this. How Darcy could enjoy so much male attention. It was nothing but distracting and aggravating. At best it was an opportunity to work on her wit and sarcasm.
Even then it got boring trying to find a way to creatively tell them to fuck off. And so by the end of the day she’d usually just say it outright.
Icy stood up, realizing that she had indeed just sat there for an hour just pondering.
Pondering without even ordering at least a bagel or something.
She fished around in her pocket for five dollar bill.
Maybe she should take out two of them, who knew how much they were charging these days.
She heard the sound of a paper cup dropping onto the table.
“I didn’t know what you liked so I just got you caffe latte.” Valtor took the chair opposite the one she had just been sitting in.
“I take it you’re the one who has been tossing me all of these.” She slid the letters in his direction.
He read them over. “Nope, not mine.” He tossed them over his shoulder. “I’m a much better poet and I can actually spell correctly.”
“Is that right?” Icy sat back down.
“It is indeed.” He gave a haughty flick of his wrist. “I also don’t waste my time on cheap gifts. You deserve something more elaborate. Do you fancy diamonds? You can finish that latte and we can go somewhere with more class.” He suggested.
“People have tried lots of things to get my affection, but no one has ever tried to buy it. Funny thing your method is absolutely working.” Icy shrugged. “Well that is if you go deeper than that later.” She added with a dismissive hand wave.
“I take that as a yes?”
“I’ll give you a chance, since you aren’t showering me with this,” she motioned to the letters on the floor and the small bouquet she had acquired over the passing hours, “crap.”
“Well of course not. You deserve better than that.” Valtor shrugged.
Icy finished her latte and stood up again.
“Shall we?” Valtor asked.
Icy nodded and led him outside.
“Where do you want to go?”
Icy looked in the direction of the Valentine’s Day Dance. “Anywhere but there.” She shrugged.
“Any particular reason you’re avoiding the dance?”
“Last year the only thing to do there was go in the tunnel of love, dance, and hope the swans from ‘Lover’s Lake’ don’t get pissed and crash the party.” She trailed off. “Hope they don’t make a nest in your hair and eat all the chocolate and then peck at everything in sight.”
“That is…oddly specific.” Valtor noted.
“It happened last year. The upside was that the swans took down Darkar and Tritannus. Two less people I had to deal with. But they didn’t take down Darko. In fact I think he made friends with them, sat in a circle with them and made them rose crowns. “ She tapped a long nailed finger to her chin. “Yeah, that was definitely what happened. He got them to retreat.”
“That’s rather hard to believe. But then again it must be true, you can’t just make something like that up.” Valtor responded as they passed through a crowd headed for the dance.
“I mean I could…”
“I don’t know, I feel like it’s one of those things that’s just so out there, that you can’t make it up.”
“Hmm…perhaps.” Icy replied. She came to a stop. “You know what? I think I know exactly how we’re going to spend this day.”
“Oh?”
“We’ll go to Lover’s Lake, we will acquire ourselves an army of swans and we ruin everyone’s fancy Valentine’s dinner by reserving 80 of the restaurants 100 tables. We will then sit at our table and fill the other 79 with swans.”
“Okay, so maybe you can just make a story like that up.” Valtor admitted.
“Oh I didn’t make that story up, the dance really was invaded. And we are going to go through with this plan. Just picture it; 316 swans. 4 swans to fill up each table. There will be so much confusion. And even more anger upon people realizing that they couldn’t eat at a fancy diner because it was booked by swans.”
“If that’s what you want to do with our first date, then we shall do it.” Valtor agreed.
The letters were from Stormy. Well the I want the Winx dead one was. It was her idea of a great Valentine’s day joke.
In this one, you can listen to music, play games, role play, chat with friends, win prizes when you enter contests, learn/teach at alfea and much more. If i get enough active members on there, i will consider teaching coding or something, and i will also start a contest or two if i get enough active members. I really hope everyone will be able to join and i hope to see everyone there. Also, just like always, if you have any questions about the forum, suggestions to make it better, or concerns (something has gone wrong or is about to go wrong) then you can contact a staff member and they will take care of it. All suggestions are apreciated and i hope you all like it, if not, tell me why and i will work something out with you to make everyone like it.
Enjoy.
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So, guys. I have a very cool idea of writing a story or should I say writing a comic.
My idea is that I'm gonna use the basic plot of SM season 2. That is, the Winx will encounter new enemies who are trashing the past to take over the future but the story will be quite a lot different. I think I'm gonna give them a new transformation (not sure).
The story goes like:
On one fine night, a meteor comes crashing down near remote mountains of Domino and creates a deep hole which eventually starts to glow. Queen Marion sees it and wonders what it was, she decides to tell the Winx about it the next morning.
And from that hole, a black crystal starts to appear which is made to slowly suck all the power from the planet.
Their ends the trailer.
I think I'm gonna add images.
This story does not revolves around only Bloom but all the Winx girls. I will continue to write it only if you guys like it. Write in the comments about it.
Sorry if I bored you.
My idea is that I'm gonna use the basic plot of SM season 2. That is, the Winx will encounter new enemies who are trashing the past to take over the future but the story will be quite a lot different. I think I'm gonna give them a new transformation (not sure).
The story goes like:
On one fine night, a meteor comes crashing down near remote mountains of Domino and creates a deep hole which eventually starts to glow. Queen Marion sees it and wonders what it was, she decides to tell the Winx about it the next morning.
And from that hole, a black crystal starts to appear which is made to slowly suck all the power from the planet.
Their ends the trailer.
I think I'm gonna add images.
This story does not revolves around only Bloom but all the Winx girls. I will continue to write it only if you guys like it. Write in the comments about it.
Sorry if I bored you.
This is probably not really what the seventh will be about but just an idea I came up with there's more to it but this is really just a summary. seventh season should be about the wizards of the black circle'srevenge because after they fall your really don't know what happened the ice could of broke when they landed regained there power by finding a magical object recreating the black circle and convinced the tricks to join them. Oh and I have another idea when the winx wanted to use the gift of life on Nabu and Orgon took it they thought he used it on a flower but instead he hid it and used what was left of healing powers and kept the gift of life to later be used on duman. It's just an idea I came up with tell me what you think I would love to hear your comments
How The The Winx Got Sirenix
The fairies need to find the Gem of Self-Confidence, Empathy and Courage within one lunar cycle in the oceans that are all over the magic dimension, or they would lose their powers forever. After that, they needed to activate the source of Sirenix in Lake Roccaluce. Then the fairies' Sirenix boxes will appear along with their Sirenix Guardians, who combine their powers to open the portal to the Infinite Ocean. Finally, Omnia, the Supreme Guardian of Sirenix will appear with the portal to the Infinite Ocean which the fairies needed to cross into and they became Sirenix fairies.
The Witches
The Witches can't be allowed to acquire Sirenix by the Sirenix Quest, as the Trix, the only Witches known to have acquired Sirenix, obtained it after Tritannus stole it from Daphne, a Sirenix Fairy, and gave it to them. In order to acquire it they must open the Sirenix book which the Winx have in their possession and complete the Sirenix quest.
The fairies need to find the Gem of Self-Confidence, Empathy and Courage within one lunar cycle in the oceans that are all over the magic dimension, or they would lose their powers forever. After that, they needed to activate the source of Sirenix in Lake Roccaluce. Then the fairies' Sirenix boxes will appear along with their Sirenix Guardians, who combine their powers to open the portal to the Infinite Ocean. Finally, Omnia, the Supreme Guardian of Sirenix will appear with the portal to the Infinite Ocean which the fairies needed to cross into and they became Sirenix fairies.
The Witches
The Witches can't be allowed to acquire Sirenix by the Sirenix Quest, as the Trix, the only Witches known to have acquired Sirenix, obtained it after Tritannus stole it from Daphne, a Sirenix Fairy, and gave it to them. In order to acquire it they must open the Sirenix book which the Winx have in their possession and complete the Sirenix quest.