What If... | By : tantecarla Category: +S through Z > Winx Club Views: 5651 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Baltor arrived in the cafeteria to get his witches of their lazy asses. But the sight he saw was not what he expected.
Icy stuffed whatever was on the table in her mouth like her life depended on it… Darcy did her best not to look at her older sister, holding her hand over her eyes. She even looked a bit greenish… And Stormy sat staring at her knees like she would burst to tears any minute.
Baltor scratched his head in confusion. What the hell happened? Maybe something they caught from last battle? Or maybe they were sick?
He decided to play it safe so he teleported to Alfea. Since it was a Sunday, most of the faeries were still in bed so he could sneak around unnoticed.
He finally arrived where he needed to be and slipped into the infirmary. Ofelia wanted to scream when she saw him enter, but Baltor cast a silencing spell on her.
“I’m sorry, madam, but I need your services for a while”
He grabbed her and teleported her to Cloud Tower. When they arrived there, right in the cafeteria, where three confused witches blinked, Ofelia was able to knee him… yup, right there.
Baltor felt on his knees and said to her in a very tiny voice “Something’s off with my witches” He groaned painfully before he continued “I need you to check on them”
Ophelia crossed her arms and snorted at him “Why would I examine THEM” She said motioning to the witches.
“Because I say so” Baltor said. In pain as he was, he managed to summon up a powerball big enough to scare the nurse into examining the witches.
She started with Icy.
“So… what’s your problem”
Icy shrugged “I don’t know. I feel perfectly fine” She looked around searching “Did you happen to bring pickles from Alfea?”
Ophelia shook her head.
“Damn”
“You like pickles” Ophelia asked her casually.
“No, normally I don’t… maybe I was spelled or something…” Icy wondered aloud. Ophelia started to check her up, while asking some questions. Icy answered them al truthfully, not knowing why this was necessary.
“I’m only gonna take some blood, to see if you’re low on anything…”
Icy’s eyes widened when she saw the needle “Is this necessary?”
“Yes it is” Ophelia dryly answered when she stuck the needle in the witch’s arm. “A big girl like you isn’t scared of needles, is she?” Ophelia mocked her.
Icy shook her head but her face was paler than ever.
Next was Darcy.
She sat on the table, holding one hand to her stomach.
“And what’s the problem with you”
“I think Stormy’s macaroni gave me salmonella” Darcy groaned “Do you have a bucket for me?” Ophelia looked around. They only suitable she saw was a trash bin which she toppled over and handed to the witch. She didn’t even blink in disgust when the witch hurled and handed the bin back, asking for a tissue.
Ophelia started her check up while Darcy wiped her mouth, making faces at the bad taste in her mouth.
“Can I have a glass off water?”
Ophelia rolled her eyes at being disturbed, but she got a glass none the less and handed it to the young witch.
“Thanks” This little word surprised the Faerie nurse. “You’re welcome” she softly said before continuing.
“Only some blood now…” Ophelia muttered. “You’re not scared of needles are you? Like your big sister?”
“Icy’s scared of needles? She’ll never hear the end of this, when I feel better”
And last but NOT least Stormy.
Ophelia knelt down to make eye contact with the girl. “Girl, you don’t need a doctor, you need a psychiatrist” She stood up again and Stormy followed her gaze.
“N-no I don’t” she muttered, looking away “I know what’s wrong with me”
“Enlighten me” Ophelia said, while doing a check-up anyway.
“I- don’t wanna talk about it”
“Very well” Ophelia said while she picked up her needle and stuck it in the witch’s arm without any warning.
“Can I go now?” Stormy asked.
“Yes” Ophelia said while she eyed her tube of blood “The three of you will have you’re results in a few hours”.
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The first paper came out of the printer. Ophelia took it and her eyes widened when she saw the result. “Which one is this?” she muttered to herself, while checking to serial numbers on the tubes “The youngest… so she knew already?” She kept wondering aloud. She always was like this when she was alone…
Ophelia looked up, confused “But where would she have gotten it?” An image flashed before her eyes, the image of her nursenapper. “Oh, let’s hope not… the poor girl” Why was she feeling for that witch anyway, she wondered. She shrugged the thought off and too the second paper. Her eyes widened in disbelief. And when the third paper came out she slapped her head.
“Some one’s been productive…” she said to no one in particular. She decided to share the results with Baltor, before calling the witches in…
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Author’s Notes: Dude, I’m enjoying myself writing this…
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