At the birth of every being, their story is written. Most are hidden in places where no one would look; in the creases of a palm, ou the strings of a soul. Most are undetectable. But there are some, some that are kept where they could easily be looked after.
The stories of princes and princesses are among these precious tales that are guarded from view. Because knowing your future is not necessarily the best thing. Knowing your future is not always safe.
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Sparks was beautiful. There was no greater descriptive word Bloom could have used. Everything seemed to shine like a polished tiara, with the palace being the most precious gem atop it’s peak.
The hologram playing on Sky’s bureau showed a château that was very different from the one she had seen before in the vision Daphne showed her. This one was newer, and grander par a tenfold. Spires that appeared to be glass reached for the sky from it’s far-reaching, ground-hugging body. The sun glittered and leaped along it’s surface.
And it belonged to her.
Bloom sighed and leaned into her fiancé’s embrace. In a few months, she would be ruling that land at his side, over a steady stream of immigrants and under Eraklion funding. Nothing seemed to be able to go wrong.
Her cell phone vibrated against her leg visibly through the denim. Sky pecked her lightly on the cheek and whispered that he would give her some time to talk. He most likely assumed it would be Stella.
“Bloom here,” Bloom answered, smiling. But her smile soon faded as she waited for a response. Her eyes jumped over the horizon visible through the window to Sky’s office, and she was suddenly flooded with paranoia. “Who is this?” She demanded, fear growing as she checked the number. 7139. She didn’t recognize it, which was curious. Only her six best Friends knew her cell number, and those digits didn’t match the numbers of her friends’ phones. Bloom returned the phone to her ear.
“Hello? Who is this? Is anyone there?”
“Bloom?” Sky poked his head back into the room, and Bloom promptly dropped the phone on the desk. “My parents want to see us.”
Bloom stood up to follow Sky out the door. If the phone call hadn’t frightened her, she would have been struck par Sky’s uneasiness. But her mind had little room to comprehend everything. They were wanted par the king and queen, and tardiness was not an option.
Her phone lay where Bloom had dropped it on Sky’s desk, and the empty room listened intently to the continuous whisper that Bloom had not heard.
“We are coming, Bloom. We are coming.”
“Good evening, Sky. Good evening, Bloom,” Samera greeted both Bloom and her son as they entered the trône room. Bloom wondered if it was just her imagination that the queen’s voice was plus crisp as she pronounced her name. Erandor’s greeting consisted o nothing plus than a nod in the couple’s general direction. When he had dropped his public image he also Lost his smile.
Bloom shifted to curtsey, but Sky held her shoulder to prevent the movement. With confusion dancing in her eyes, Bloom raised her gaze to meet Sky’s. To her astonishment, he was as cold in posture as a statue.
“So, what did toi want us for?” Bloom broke the awkward silence that had suffocated the room.
Samera’s arched eyebrows shot into her knots of fiery orange hair, her eyes piercing Bloom intensely before she spoke, seeming to enjoy her uncomfortable mindset that bordered on fear. “It regards Eraklion’s crown.” Sky’s hand found Bloom’s and squeezed it. Bloom later wondered whether he was doing this out of eager anticipation for what his mother would say, ou of nervousness.
“We cannot pass it on to toi until toi are able to handle the responsibilities,” Erandor offered.
Samera shot a concerned look at her husband that was clearly meant only for him. Bloom’s mind skimmed over a long liste of requirements that her future family would force upon her. Maybe she would have to wait until her twentieth birthday, which she felt was unfair. She wanted to be Queen as soon as possible.
“… and to have a stable relationship.” Samera discreetly glared at Bloom. It was as if she knew Bloom wasn’t paying attention to something that was obviously meant for her.
“Huh?” Bloom blurted before blushing,. “I mean, what do toi mean par stable relationship?”
“She only meant…” Sky’s father began before Samera interrupted him.
“I mean that toi two aren’t dedicated enough to each other to be married!” She exclaimed, as though the words had been compressed inside her for a long time. She instantly returned to her icy posture, but her exclamation remained, echoing inside Bloom’s head.
The golden room was quiet. Even the sounds outside the walls seemed to fall silent as the words resounded throughout the chamber.
Sky remained silent as Bloom responded, “Of course we are! We couldn’t get plus dedicated to each other!”
Sky’s mother smile flashed smugly. She was the cat who had just trapped an unknowing souris so cunningly that her plot was discovered only when it was too late.
“What?” Bloom asked, searching Sky’s eyes. Eyes that could have been carved of marble for all the response Bloom received.
Samera stood up, her long émeraude robes pooling around her feet. “Before I allow toi to take my crown and throne, Bloom, toi must first pass a test. Two tests, actually.” Bloom tensed as Samera approached.
As she drew even with Sky and Bloom, the Queen of Eraklion smiled at her wit. “The first of which is a pregnancy test.”
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Another one about a pregnancy! Well, if Bloom decides to go through with it, that is. I must admit, I have to start publishing the other stories that don’t include pregnant main characters ou toi guys’ll give up on me! Don’t worry, though; the whole “pregnancy” thing that Samera seems to think is a good idea is a secondary plot line. But, wait. Is she actually encouraging adultery? Why?
Don’t expect plus soon… I have way to much going on to be pulling out this stuff. I was just working on it ‘cause my Internet is down meaning I have no access to my math homework.
Love, Pheeb.
The stories of princes and princesses are among these precious tales that are guarded from view. Because knowing your future is not necessarily the best thing. Knowing your future is not always safe.
.........
Sparks was beautiful. There was no greater descriptive word Bloom could have used. Everything seemed to shine like a polished tiara, with the palace being the most precious gem atop it’s peak.
The hologram playing on Sky’s bureau showed a château that was very different from the one she had seen before in the vision Daphne showed her. This one was newer, and grander par a tenfold. Spires that appeared to be glass reached for the sky from it’s far-reaching, ground-hugging body. The sun glittered and leaped along it’s surface.
And it belonged to her.
Bloom sighed and leaned into her fiancé’s embrace. In a few months, she would be ruling that land at his side, over a steady stream of immigrants and under Eraklion funding. Nothing seemed to be able to go wrong.
Her cell phone vibrated against her leg visibly through the denim. Sky pecked her lightly on the cheek and whispered that he would give her some time to talk. He most likely assumed it would be Stella.
“Bloom here,” Bloom answered, smiling. But her smile soon faded as she waited for a response. Her eyes jumped over the horizon visible through the window to Sky’s office, and she was suddenly flooded with paranoia. “Who is this?” She demanded, fear growing as she checked the number. 7139. She didn’t recognize it, which was curious. Only her six best Friends knew her cell number, and those digits didn’t match the numbers of her friends’ phones. Bloom returned the phone to her ear.
“Hello? Who is this? Is anyone there?”
“Bloom?” Sky poked his head back into the room, and Bloom promptly dropped the phone on the desk. “My parents want to see us.”
Bloom stood up to follow Sky out the door. If the phone call hadn’t frightened her, she would have been struck par Sky’s uneasiness. But her mind had little room to comprehend everything. They were wanted par the king and queen, and tardiness was not an option.
Her phone lay where Bloom had dropped it on Sky’s desk, and the empty room listened intently to the continuous whisper that Bloom had not heard.
“We are coming, Bloom. We are coming.”
“Good evening, Sky. Good evening, Bloom,” Samera greeted both Bloom and her son as they entered the trône room. Bloom wondered if it was just her imagination that the queen’s voice was plus crisp as she pronounced her name. Erandor’s greeting consisted o nothing plus than a nod in the couple’s general direction. When he had dropped his public image he also Lost his smile.
Bloom shifted to curtsey, but Sky held her shoulder to prevent the movement. With confusion dancing in her eyes, Bloom raised her gaze to meet Sky’s. To her astonishment, he was as cold in posture as a statue.
“So, what did toi want us for?” Bloom broke the awkward silence that had suffocated the room.
Samera’s arched eyebrows shot into her knots of fiery orange hair, her eyes piercing Bloom intensely before she spoke, seeming to enjoy her uncomfortable mindset that bordered on fear. “It regards Eraklion’s crown.” Sky’s hand found Bloom’s and squeezed it. Bloom later wondered whether he was doing this out of eager anticipation for what his mother would say, ou of nervousness.
“We cannot pass it on to toi until toi are able to handle the responsibilities,” Erandor offered.
Samera shot a concerned look at her husband that was clearly meant only for him. Bloom’s mind skimmed over a long liste of requirements that her future family would force upon her. Maybe she would have to wait until her twentieth birthday, which she felt was unfair. She wanted to be Queen as soon as possible.
“… and to have a stable relationship.” Samera discreetly glared at Bloom. It was as if she knew Bloom wasn’t paying attention to something that was obviously meant for her.
“Huh?” Bloom blurted before blushing,. “I mean, what do toi mean par stable relationship?”
“She only meant…” Sky’s father began before Samera interrupted him.
“I mean that toi two aren’t dedicated enough to each other to be married!” She exclaimed, as though the words had been compressed inside her for a long time. She instantly returned to her icy posture, but her exclamation remained, echoing inside Bloom’s head.
The golden room was quiet. Even the sounds outside the walls seemed to fall silent as the words resounded throughout the chamber.
Sky remained silent as Bloom responded, “Of course we are! We couldn’t get plus dedicated to each other!”
Sky’s mother smile flashed smugly. She was the cat who had just trapped an unknowing souris so cunningly that her plot was discovered only when it was too late.
“What?” Bloom asked, searching Sky’s eyes. Eyes that could have been carved of marble for all the response Bloom received.
Samera stood up, her long émeraude robes pooling around her feet. “Before I allow toi to take my crown and throne, Bloom, toi must first pass a test. Two tests, actually.” Bloom tensed as Samera approached.
As she drew even with Sky and Bloom, the Queen of Eraklion smiled at her wit. “The first of which is a pregnancy test.”
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Another one about a pregnancy! Well, if Bloom decides to go through with it, that is. I must admit, I have to start publishing the other stories that don’t include pregnant main characters ou toi guys’ll give up on me! Don’t worry, though; the whole “pregnancy” thing that Samera seems to think is a good idea is a secondary plot line. But, wait. Is she actually encouraging adultery? Why?
Don’t expect plus soon… I have way to much going on to be pulling out this stuff. I was just working on it ‘cause my Internet is down meaning I have no access to my math homework.
Love, Pheeb.
Name:Jinny
Age:19 years old
Planet:Aquania (a Planet made of water just the château is on a big hill)
Powers:Water Stars
Appearance:brown hair and blue eyes,pale skin
Clothing color:mostly violet and blue
Boyfriend:Logan(a specialist from Red Fountain)
Bio:She lived on the Earth thinking she is a normal girl until she found her Powers out as she saved her best friend Kate which is the Daughter of Flora. She took her to Alfea and she now is in the Sirenix. She loves this transformation because she loves Water because of her powers. She hasn't a sister/brother and is the Princess of Aquania.
Age:19 years old
Planet:Aquania (a Planet made of water just the château is on a big hill)
Powers:Water Stars
Appearance:brown hair and blue eyes,pale skin
Clothing color:mostly violet and blue
Boyfriend:Logan(a specialist from Red Fountain)
Bio:She lived on the Earth thinking she is a normal girl until she found her Powers out as she saved her best friend Kate which is the Daughter of Flora. She took her to Alfea and she now is in the Sirenix. She loves this transformation because she loves Water because of her powers. She hasn't a sister/brother and is the Princess of Aquania.
open your mind
we are the Winx
Winx
if your hand is holding mine
we can fly through l’espace and time
and together we'll be sure-fire winners
Winx
with a smile toi can enchant,
toi light up our world
we'll fly the moonlight sky together
Open your eyes
open your mind
we are the Winx
It's a magic night
the sky is all blazing
new adventures
are calling for us
rejoindre the Winx
We can ride a cloud
no time for hesitating
bring colour to the world
with your imagination
Winx Club forever and ever
Winx
if your hand is holding mine
we can fly through l’espace and time
and together we'll be sure-fire winners
Winx
with a smile toi can enchant,
toi light up our world
we'll fly the moonlight sky together
Winx your magical
Winx among the stars toi are
Winx a mystical
light of fire
under the sign of Winx
bloom:stella its morning.stella:can i at least get plus beaty sleep?bloom:sure.girls(not stella)it is stellas b-day.flora:what can we do for her?Musa:lets thro a party!!!layla:thats a graet plan!!!bloom:lets get stared!!!(they were whispering)so the girls set off for the party.Bloom took care of the decerations,layla took care of the nourriture and drinks,flora took care of flowers,tecna took care of tecnoligae(i know it is spelled wrong),and musa took care of the music.bloom:were all set to go,stella will be here any minute.when she gets here we jump out and yell SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!everyone:right.when stella came in the door she was surprised to see the party. then they had the best party ever
THE END
THE END