Team Spirit (Winx Club Fanfiction)

Hallowinx

"Bloom are you sure we are in the right place?" asked Tecna.

"Yes, the invitation said Silent Ville    Manor, which is just through these oak woods."

"It's kind of dark," said Aisha. "What are those sounds?"

"Artifical noises Layla," replies Digit.

"A black cat just spoke to me," states Flora.

"Flora you're letting this place get to you," states Musa.

"What was that?" Tecna asked.

"Relax it's just a pumpkin," I giggled. "See on and off and on and off."

"Stella! This is earth!" Bloom reminds me. "We're not suppose to use magic."

"It is just a little bit of fun," I said. "I was kind of getting bored of you all complaining about the spookiness of the environment. I look at it and I say Wow! Cloudtower Castle is more inviting than this place."

We all laughed.

"This house doesn't very sturdy," states Tecna.

"I'm sure she wouldn't have picked the place it was soon to collapse," answers Bloom.

"You know Stella your light show was actually very helpful," whispers Aisha.

"You're welcome Layla," I replied. Bloom knocks on the door.

"Who are you?" asked a young maiden.

"I'm Bloom, and these are my friends." responds Bloom. "Here's my invitation."

"Please come in," said the woman.

"Nice costume," Musa spoke.

"Oh I'm not a party guest I am at Mitsy's service." states the young lady. "Enjoy the party girls."

"Where's Mitsy?" inquired Bloom.

"Did you really think Mitsy would give you the time of day?" inquired someone in a nurse uniform. "As if Misty would waste her time chatting up little girls like you."

"Mitsy!" exclaims Bloom.

"Man! I wish I could carry myself like her!"

You wish. I can do so much better. Princess were taught to be perfectly postured. It's considered natural habit.

"Bloom, I am so glad you came." greets Mitsy. "What do you think of my dress? Isn't dazzling? I had the sparkles custom made. Cost me a fortune."

"It's really something else!" Bloom answers nervously.

"Something else?" stated Mitsy bluntly. "What kind of compliment is that?"

There was a pause.

"Speaking of costumes. I must say I am very disappointed. I told you to wear something elegant. This is a party not a funeral."

"Sweetie put on your sunglasses," I interrupted.

"And why should I?" asked Mitsy.

We took off the cloaks and Mitsy just stood the gaping at all 6 of us in our transformations. Several people came over.

"How did you make your wings?" I heard someone ask.

"It's a secret,"
adds Flora.