You're Magic Now

A Great Secret Revealed

Flora brilliantly passes her exam while Stella is busy preparing for the Miss Magix competition. Her main rival is Lucy, the witch, who is helped by a Trix spell. But Stella is successful at making the best of the situation. In the end, everyone learns something.

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"So, how long are you home for? How many days off did the school give you?" Vanessa asked Blaze as she stirred what was in the pot.

Y/n walked by and took one of the carrots that Blaze had cut. "One week."

She turned to Y/n and gave her a warm smile. "I'm so glad you and Spencer are staying for that time. We all missed being all together since you two have left."

Seeing Blaze slowly cut, she took the knife to chop faster. "Home economics isn't your best subject, is it?"

"Hey, it's not Y/n's, either," he defended.

She threw her hands up defensively. "I'm not the one who made a rap about an omelette!"

"I...beg your pardon, dear?" Vanessa hesitantly asked. "An omelette?"

"Yeah, we have this friend who's really into music. She -"

Blaze cut her off, sniffing the air. "Mom, do you smell something burning?"

By instinct, Vanessa turned to the oven, gasping at the fire that had engulfed it. "Oh, my! What a disaster!"

She reached for a dishtowel, but Blaze grabbed her wrist. "Mom, no. Let me do it." He put his hand out and stopped the fire, only letting it flicker. Y/n stepped up and put out her hand.

"Y/n!"

"Don't worry, Mrs. Peterson, I know what I'm doing." While Blaze held it, she let forth a shower of ice crystals, freezing it over. Blaze them absorbed the fire in his hand without having to worry about the constant burning.

Vanessa collapsed in the chair, panting. Blaze put his hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"You both are amazing..."

"We only saved the kitchen," Y/n insisted.

"You may not be a very good cook, but your powers are stunning."

Blaze leaned over to give her a hug. "In all seriousness, Alfea doesn't offer home ec. classes. But on the other hand, it's a great school for fairies."

Y/n was already at the phone, a menu in hand. "Pizza, anyone?"

"Please!" Blaze exclaimed, jumping off his mother and running over to take a look at the menu. "That's literally all I've wanted since we enrolled at Alfea."

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"HELLO, GARDENIA!" Y/n yelled, peddling through the town while Blaze struggled to keep up. "I missed you and all you beautiful faces!"

"Y/n, seriously, slow down!" Blaze yelled, pumping his legs harder.

"LOOK NO HANDS!" She let go of the handlebars, nearly crashing into a tree. "I'M KING OF THE WORLD -"

"More like King of the Losers." Mitzi did a strut down her porch, her hand on her hip as she looked at Y/n through her glasses. "Andy's been asking about you. Where have you and your new little boy-toy been?"

Blaze skirted over, leaving skid marks by the house. "Tell Andy we've been humping nightly."

"No, please don't tell him that." She turned back to Mitzi and said, "We transferred schools, that's all. To a private school."