Winx Enchantix!

Riven found were Musa lived just didn't find Musa there

Riven: Do u have a map of the town cause I don't know my way around here
Musa's dad: Um sure 1 sec
Riven: Ok
Musa's dad: (gets the map) here and we r right here
Riven: Thank u
Musa's dad: U really amor her don't u
Riven: Yeah I do
Musa's dad: Bring her back please
Riven: I will

Meanwhile

Musa: O Tune what am I doing
Tune: I don't know but I see 2 things that will cheer u up
Musa: What
Tune: Ice cream and music
Musa: (giggles) Ok come in lets go

Meanwhile (again)

Musa's dad: I think u should go over to the girl siguiente door her name is Lexi and she and Musa...

After being shouted out por ms. Grizelda, (who'd probally be a watchdog if a animal), Flora found her self seized por the shoulder and walked up to the head mistresses office, her friends and little sisters attempts to come with her not working. The long walk up the alfea stairs felt like a mountain to climb but she ignored it, only thinking about why she was in trouble...By the time she was in the office she was shaking. "Ah Flora, take a seat." Greeted ms. Faragonda, perched on her princible chair, seeming más like a throne.
"Oh, hello, once again. Umm.....There is no chair but yours!" Stammered...

Nadia: *helps Elizabeth get up* are tu ok?
Elizabeth: yeah... uuummm who are you?
Nadia: im Nadia... im a fairy from alfea...
Elizabeth: im from alfea too... but why didn't i saw tu before?
Nadia: oh cause i came late, yesterday was my first día cause i needed to do something before i came here...
Elizabeth: oh, im Elizabeth...
Nadia: im Nadia por the way...
Elizabeth: nice to meet you...
Nadia: i saw how the witches attacked you...
Elizabeth: tu saw it all?!?
Nadia: yeah, i wish i could helped tu but..
Elizabeth: but what? tu were scared?
Nadia: yeah sorry....
Elizabeth: its ok... who wouldn't be scared...

everyone get inside the door and it close... they cant go back, they just can continue and find the correct exit...

Austeja: ooww my head!
Kasumi: (with all the pixies in her arms) it was a long fall...
Talia: thanks for save our lifes Kasumi
Kasumi: welcome!
Ember: everyone alright?
Lindsay: yeah!
Kelsey: wait! were are those witches?
Rani: (with phoebe in her arms) I dont know...
Rosena: (looks around and suddenly lots of doors appear) where does that doors came from?
Carly: those are the "exits"
Pamela: every door is an exit to somewhere in the magical dimension...
Alyz: but tu have to choose carefully...

Tecna bit her lip as she turned the page of the newspaper. 'Gardinia shocker!' The headlines read out on the front page. "I know someone who can help." Informed Tecna to her six friends, the winx in chill out room. "Well? Don't just sit there, tell us!" Snapped Stella, impatiently. Tecna blushed. "Timmy's made a new magic invention, which could help, más than tu whining Stella." She replied crudely. "Oh magic, magic, magic! That's all tu ever stupid girls talk about!" Interrupted Roxy. "Hey, don't diss poor Tecna! To be honest, if it wasn't for tu we wouldn't be in this mess!" Gaged Musa...

Sweet fragranced flores looming over shiny balconies, the sun lighting up the landscape, momumental buildings, Gardinia sure is beautiful in the summer. Everybody loved it, including Roxy,
partly because her new friends the winx lived in Roxy's humble town and see could visit them in their pet store almost every day. Riding along on her neon green bike, she reached the awesome comprar marked as "Love and pet.", Roxy leaned her bike on the muro and paced into amor and pet with her loyal dog, Artu. "Winx, it's me Roxy!" Called Roxy but there was no reply. She and her dog peered around trying to...

At the birth of every being, their story is written. Most are hidden in places where no one would look; in the creases of a palm, o the strings of a soul. Most are undetectable. But there are some, some that are kept where they could easily be looked after.

The stories of princes and princesses are among these precious tales that are guarded from view. Because knowing your future is not necessarily the best thing. Knowing your future is not always safe.

.........

Sparks was beautiful. There was no greater descriptive word Bloom could have used. Everything seemed to shine like a polished tiara,...