Winx Club One-Shots

The Broman Empire

*This chapter does contain more frequent strong language than others*

At this hour, the Red Fountain common room was usually empty. Just like in the Winx suite, the specialists had shared and individual bedrooms for their squad and a living room at the centre. A popular location for training and relaxation. However, on this occasion, there were only three specialists occupying the room. Timmy, ever the hard worker, typing his coding homework on the computer set. Brandon, ever not the hard worker, lying on the sofa with his arms behind his head. And Riven, ever a mystery, reading "Specialists Today". The only magazine he claims to be "worthy of your time"

Brandon: You know, I was thinking...

Riven: Didn't know you could do that

Brandon: RUDE!

Timmy: Let's not criticise each other's intelligence...we all know who the smartest one is he snickered, his eyes not leaving the screen in front of him.

Brandon: GUYS! I was thinking! We need to start a podcast! He exclaimed as he jumped from the sofa to get everyone's attention.

Riven: Fuck. No. He replied simply as he flipped the page of his magazine

Timmy: Are you serious? He asked as he spun around on his chair to look at Brandon

Brandon: Yes! How cool will that be?! Us dudes just talking about life and training and girls...

Riven: Talking to you about anything for an hour sounds like torture

Brandon: RUDE! Again! What's with this cranky attitude!? He shouted as he went to stand right in front of Riven, forcing him to look up at him in dismay

Timmy: Oh that's his normal attitude. He's just been on his best behaviour today since visiting Musa so the built-up angst is being directed at us instead he smirked

Riven: I can also direct my fist in your face, if you wish! He snapped, striding towards Timmy with his fist lifted up. Causing Timmy to cower in his seat

Brandon: Guys! Save the drama for the pod! He shouted as he went to stand in between the two specialists

Riven: What's with all this podcast crap?! I told you I'm not doing it

Timmy: Brandon, what's really going on here? He asked gently as he saw Brandon hesitate at the question.

Brandon: Nothing! Just wanting to do something cool with my buddies, that's all! he visibly lied as Timmy raised an eyebrow

Riven: He probably already badgered Sky about this and when his royal highness said "no"d he ran to us

Brandon: Not true! I didn't even ask Sky!

Timmy: Come on Brandon. Just tell us why you actually want to start a podcast and maybe we will reconsider he said as Riven rolled his eyes

Brandon: Fine. Solaria is holding its annual "Talent of the Planet" ball and I'm invited as Stella's boyfriend he grumbled as he walked back to the sofa in defeat

Timmy: That sounds like great news! he smiled as he went to sit beside Brandon

Brandon: Yeah it is except everyone there is going to be some rich Lord or a military general or an influencer and I'm going as "Stella's plus one". I don't think they count being a squire as "talent" he sighed sadly burying his head in his hands

Timmy: But you're not just a squire. As a specialist you are talented in sword fighting, dragon slaying, plane driving and more he assured

Brandon: It's not really a talent though if you're mediocre at it. I was sixth in the hoverbike race, fourth in the duels and tenth in Survival training! Tenth!