The Last Normal Years

Compassion is The Fairy Way

"Good Afternoon, young ladies, I am Professor Dufour and now it is my duty to teach you what will get the farthest in your fairy school and fairy career these next five years. Compassion is the Fairy Way, a fairy never ever lives for herself but for others, girls. Magic requires kindness and respect not only of knowing one's worthiness but all being able to understand recognize another's worthiness, ladies. Many and most fairies are compassionate there are some you'd find askew in the mind, but that might be the way they were raised or from hurt of the past. I ask each of you to challenge yourself to say nice to someone you think doesn't act the way you think they should and resist saying diabolically harsh things as most witches would rather blurt out. Now there is something I do need to teach everyone of you young fairies.

"Ginger and Aiden will you demonstrate the way the Magix waltz is begun?" She asked the red haired fairy and a new Specialist.  Aiden bows takes Ginger's hand as he extended it, he kisses it looking up into her ginger eyes. They he placed a hand upon her waist and the other on her shoulder and began leading her in a magical waltz itself. Round and round they went smoothly and beautifully. Tecna sat memorized by the imaginery box this waltz seed to make appear around them on the floor.

"Ever danced, Tecna?" questions Bloom.

"I have no way to define such a strange word." stammers Tecna right away.

"Who'd like to show your classmates to waltz?" inquired Professor Dufour.

I raised my hand.

"Yes, Bloom. Ace would you like to dance with her for the demonstration."

"I-uh-don't know how to waltz," responded Ace.

"That's okay, I'll teach you, just follow my lead, you'll be fine, young boy." I reassured him. And we danced the waltz as necessary me doing most of the leading, Musa was shaking her head after class and chuckling. "Ace, you lived on Melody and never learnt to dance a royally decreed national dance?"

"Birth Parents couldn't teach me split up before I was old enough to realize what was up, Musa, and Drake's so busy helping the Princess twins Galatea and Melody themselves, I couldn't really ask him at all to help me learn. Thank you so very much, sweet Bloom."

I blush again.

"I don't have the next class yet you three, I still can't spread my wings." I sighed. "I'll go check on Stella in our apartment room. She must be frustrated that she got attacked and taken in by that crazy witch from earlier."

"Good luck then, Bloom. See you at dinnertime, I guess." Flora wished me very well immediately. The next class would be Flying 101, but I couldn't participate yet. My wings hadn't emerged at all yet. I entered our dorm room. I knocked on Stella's single bedroom door. I heard her moan. "Come on."

I walked in the door squeaks as it did.

"Oh, Bloom, it is you, why aren't you in class? There's still one left."

"Yeah, but my wings haven't appeared so I decided to sit this one out, Violete says you cannot force fairy wings to appear. They'll appear when you need them most." I sighed. "I trust her judgement. But maybe you could help practice Wizgis's spell with that mirror he gave us. He did tell me to keep trying."

"It was a suggestion you don't have to follow through with you know, Bloom." sighed Stella.

"I think it's slacking off." I snapped at her. "And you need to warm your magic after that witch attacked you, Stella. If you hesitate and procrastinate you'll never fool her, you know that don't you, Miss Perfect?!"

"I think you're overthinking Wizgis' mirror lesson." stated Stella. "And the fact that you've never attempted to think about yourself dying your hair on Earth as so many of your fellow neighbors' would do on the fly, Bloom."