So I've been meaning to write a one shot Bloom/Icy fic for a while but no ideas have come to me and also I simply haven't felt like typing it. :P But without any further delay...here it is.
Bloom didn't quite understand Icy...or witches in general. Little over a buwan ago, the woman had religiously tried to destroy her and take her powers. Currently the woman had made a habit of visiting the woman, mostly at night when they could be alone. At first these visits were something of a horror, riddled with insults and threats. And slowly the mood changed to something almost light hearted. The witch had one night--maybe drunkenly--confessed to being lonely and in need of someone to speak to. And that she liked coming to Bloom because she enjoyed a good sass off now and again. That she wanted someone to try to knock her off her pedestal. Bloom didn't really know what to make of that; most every person she knew hated taking such blows to their ego. And until then Bloom was convinced that Icy was nothing short of pissed when she told her that she was to weak to fight her. And slowly the visits became madami frequent...more personal. Icy would tell her about that time when she had broken into Griffin's room and estola all of her shoes--it was some kind of senior prank. She would also tell her stories of a deeper nature; like the time she ran away from tahanan after her mom told her that she was a waste of puwang and a drainage of money. Icy claimed that these words didn't hurt her, but her eyes told a much different story. The witch was about to leap from the window and make her way back to wherever it was she stayed, when Bloom placed a firm hand on her shoulder and pulled her back in. Icy attempted to shake her off with a muffled "what are you doing?" This wasn't the first unhappy childhood tale that Icy had shared with her and she was damn sure that the witch had a novel madami of them. And for some reason Bloom felt compelled to comfort the woman, maybe it was some sort of fairy instinct. Whatever the reason, Bloom shortly found herself cradling a protesting Icy in her arms, running her hands through the witch's hair. Her beautiful silver hair. Bloom couldn't quite explain it, but she always had wanted to touch Icy's hair...she didn't mention that to the witch. And then Icy spoke. It was one simple word; "Why?" At first Bloom thought the witch was asking why Bloom had been wanting to touch her hair, but how would she have known that?
"Why what?" Bloom asked.
"Why are you doing this?" Icy questioned. "Trying to make me feel better. Not pushing me away--I would have told me to screw off...Why have you actually wasted your time listening to my stories?" She elaborated.
"Because I care." Bloom answered.
"But why? Why do you care? I tried to kill you. I don't even like you." Icy muttered.
"That's not true. If you didn't like me you wouldn't come here every other night." Bloom pointed out.
Icy shrugged. "You didn't answer my question."
"I suppose it's because...because everything is changing. I have new enemies, new powers, even my mga kaibigan have changed. Everything is changing, everything but you." Bloom answered.
"Where exactly are you going with that?" Icy asked.
"I don't know." Bloom admitted. "I guess you remind me of who I am, you keep the fame from getting to my head. The fact that you're still you makes me feel better about how different things have become." Bloom confessed. "I care because you helped me discover who I am, and I want to help you back."
They sat in silence for a moment and then Icy let out a slight laugh. "You truly are the most pathetic person I have ever met." Bloom opened her mouth to protest but found herself unable to speak upon Icy's lips gently contacting her own. And just like that, with one madami light-hearted smirk, Icy leaped from the window and headed back to..."Oh Icy, where do you go when you leave?"
Bloom didn't quite understand Icy...or witches in general. Little over a buwan ago, the woman had religiously tried to destroy her and take her powers. Currently the woman had made a habit of visiting the woman, mostly at night when they could be alone. At first these visits were something of a horror, riddled with insults and threats. And slowly the mood changed to something almost light hearted. The witch had one night--maybe drunkenly--confessed to being lonely and in need of someone to speak to. And that she liked coming to Bloom because she enjoyed a good sass off now and again. That she wanted someone to try to knock her off her pedestal. Bloom didn't really know what to make of that; most every person she knew hated taking such blows to their ego. And until then Bloom was convinced that Icy was nothing short of pissed when she told her that she was to weak to fight her. And slowly the visits became madami frequent...more personal. Icy would tell her about that time when she had broken into Griffin's room and estola all of her shoes--it was some kind of senior prank. She would also tell her stories of a deeper nature; like the time she ran away from tahanan after her mom told her that she was a waste of puwang and a drainage of money. Icy claimed that these words didn't hurt her, but her eyes told a much different story. The witch was about to leap from the window and make her way back to wherever it was she stayed, when Bloom placed a firm hand on her shoulder and pulled her back in. Icy attempted to shake her off with a muffled "what are you doing?" This wasn't the first unhappy childhood tale that Icy had shared with her and she was damn sure that the witch had a novel madami of them. And for some reason Bloom felt compelled to comfort the woman, maybe it was some sort of fairy instinct. Whatever the reason, Bloom shortly found herself cradling a protesting Icy in her arms, running her hands through the witch's hair. Her beautiful silver hair. Bloom couldn't quite explain it, but she always had wanted to touch Icy's hair...she didn't mention that to the witch. And then Icy spoke. It was one simple word; "Why?" At first Bloom thought the witch was asking why Bloom had been wanting to touch her hair, but how would she have known that?
"Why what?" Bloom asked.
"Why are you doing this?" Icy questioned. "Trying to make me feel better. Not pushing me away--I would have told me to screw off...Why have you actually wasted your time listening to my stories?" She elaborated.
"Because I care." Bloom answered.
"But why? Why do you care? I tried to kill you. I don't even like you." Icy muttered.
"That's not true. If you didn't like me you wouldn't come here every other night." Bloom pointed out.
Icy shrugged. "You didn't answer my question."
"I suppose it's because...because everything is changing. I have new enemies, new powers, even my mga kaibigan have changed. Everything is changing, everything but you." Bloom answered.
"Where exactly are you going with that?" Icy asked.
"I don't know." Bloom admitted. "I guess you remind me of who I am, you keep the fame from getting to my head. The fact that you're still you makes me feel better about how different things have become." Bloom confessed. "I care because you helped me discover who I am, and I want to help you back."
They sat in silence for a moment and then Icy let out a slight laugh. "You truly are the most pathetic person I have ever met." Bloom opened her mouth to protest but found herself unable to speak upon Icy's lips gently contacting her own. And just like that, with one madami light-hearted smirk, Icy leaped from the window and headed back to..."Oh Icy, where do you go when you leave?"
If the Winx will die Corpse party style it will be like this
Bloom will be burned alive tied to a pole due to malevolent spirits.....
Half of Stella's face will be skinned and with a mirror shard stuck in her neck ...
Flora will be trapped inside a palumpong squishing her but she got out ..
But as she was going to run away she gets disemboweled sa pamamagitan ng a falling branch ...
Aisha will drown in a pool, but when the Winx drained the pool before she could drown...
Instead she gets stuck in a drainage splitting her body apart....
Musa's body will be shredded into pieces sa pamamagitan ng piano wire sa pamamagitan ng Tecna when she pulled a lever thinking it would cause the light to go on......
Tecna devastated sa pamamagitan ng Musa's death....accidentally electrocutes herself...
Making her conscious but can't move...
A half-dead person comes along sees Tecna thinking she's dead...cannibalizes on here...
While Tecna feeling all pain as the almost zombie-like fairy eats her alive..
Bloom will be burned alive tied to a pole due to malevolent spirits.....
Half of Stella's face will be skinned and with a mirror shard stuck in her neck ...
Flora will be trapped inside a palumpong squishing her but she got out ..
But as she was going to run away she gets disemboweled sa pamamagitan ng a falling branch ...
Aisha will drown in a pool, but when the Winx drained the pool before she could drown...
Instead she gets stuck in a drainage splitting her body apart....
Musa's body will be shredded into pieces sa pamamagitan ng piano wire sa pamamagitan ng Tecna when she pulled a lever thinking it would cause the light to go on......
Tecna devastated sa pamamagitan ng Musa's death....accidentally electrocutes herself...
Making her conscious but can't move...
A half-dead person comes along sees Tecna thinking she's dead...cannibalizes on here...
While Tecna feeling all pain as the almost zombie-like fairy eats her alive..