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------- "๐— ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ต๏ฟฝ... More

โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ณ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ผ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… + ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ…‚โ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…„๐Ÿ„ฑ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ณโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ˆ ๐Ÿ„ณ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ…ƒโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ˆโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ…ˆ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…‚โ™ซ
โ™ซโ™ซโ™ซ
โ™ซโ™ซโ™ซ
โ™ซโ™ซโ™ซ
โ™ซโ™ซโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ…„๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„พโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…„๐Ÿ…โ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‡โ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…ƒโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…„๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‡๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ณ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„พ ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ป ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ณ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„พ ๐Ÿ„ป๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„พโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ…„๐Ÿ…โ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„ต๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…‡โ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…‚๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ……๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ถ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…ƒโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ„พ๐Ÿ„ฝ๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…†๐Ÿ„พโ™ซ
โ™ซ๐Ÿ„ฒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ฐ๐Ÿ„ฟ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ… ๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ„ธ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ…ˆ-๐Ÿ…ƒ๐Ÿ„ท๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ„ด๐Ÿ„ดโ™ซ
๐๐Ž๐“ ๐€๐ ๐”๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„
๐€๐๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐…๐€๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐ƒ ๐”๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„
๐ˆ ๐’๐ˆ๐๐‚๐„๐‘๐„๐‹๐˜ ๐€๐๐Ž๐‹๐Ž๐†๐ˆ๐’๐„
๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ช๐˜ท. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ
๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ท๐˜ช. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐’๐ข๐ฑ
๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ช. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐’๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง
๐”๐๐ƒ๐€๐“๐„ ๐“๐Ž๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐Ž๐–
๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜ช. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐„๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ช๐˜น. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐๐ข๐ง๐ž
๐˜น๐˜ญ. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“๐’•๐’š
๐˜น๐˜ญ๐˜ช. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“๐’•๐’š-๐‘ถ๐’๐’†

๐˜น๐˜น๐˜น๐˜ท. โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐…๐ข๐ฏ๐ž

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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌-𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐? ❞

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𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖳𝖸-𝖥𝖨𝖵𝖤
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Violet and Bloom had made their way back, so they were now in the crowds rather than the corridors of the East Wing. The two sisters had been searching for Aisha once again, needing to show her their discovery.

Violet knew that Aisha would probably be relieved that they wouldn't have to search through countless pictures for the memory lady anymore, but they still had to find out who the woman really was and why she left Bloom in the First World.

Violet then noticed Aisha sitting on one of the benches and immediately tapped Bloom on the shoulder to get her attention.

"She's over there," the mind fairy informed her younger sister, before she brought Bloom over to their suite mate.

The two shimmied through the small crowd, dodging the drunk teens before they finally arrived in front of the water fairy.

Aisha looked up at their arrival and took notice of their determined faces, so she sat straight up in her spot on the bench.

"Aisha, we found the memory lady," informed Violet, causing Aisha to look towards them surprised, wondering how they had actually managed to find her.

The mind fairy gestured for her younger sister to show the water fairy the pictures she had taken on her phone, as she stood with her arms crossed.

"She's standing right next to Miss Dowling." Bloom showed Aisha the pictures where the woman was in fact with Miss Dowling.

Violet was confused about why Miss Dowling wouldn't tell Bloom this, since she obviously knew the woman that the three girls had been searching for in countless photographs, for the past week. Perhaps Violet really was right in the beginning; they couldn't trust the Headmistress.

The water fairy looked up at her red head roommate, doubtfully. "And you're absolutely sure this is the woman from your memory?" Aisha wanted the fire fairy to confirm, not wishing to get this wrong and accuse the Headmistress for no reason. "Not another 'maybe'?" The water fairy double checked again.

"One hundred percent." Bloom nodded her head, very sure about her claim. "Which means that Dowling knows something and she's hiding it from me, again!" insisted the fire fairy, annoyed with the Headmistress keeping things from her.

Violet couldn't sense Bloom lying, or any doubt, so believed that she was right with her claim. The mind fairy stuffed her hands in her pockets and fidgeted with her fingers, still feeling tense about the whole situation and was also having a nagging feeling that was telling her they were missing something.

However, when were they not missing something? There always seemed to be an extra piece hidden—probably under the sofa or underneath a table—when trying to put the puzzle together.

"Okay, we'll talk to her tomorrow," Aisha decided, as she stood up from her spot on the bench with her hands in her pockets.

The party was dying down now since it was getting late and couples were probably having sex while others would wake up in the morning with an extreme hangover.

Violet noticed that Bloom was really worked up about all of this.

"Tomorrow?" The red head scoffed, not satisfied with Aisha's suggestion to talk to the Headmistress in the morning, instead not wanting to waste any time and wishing to interrogate Farah now.

Aisha looked towards her annoyed, knowing that they couldn't accuse the Headmistress right now.

"Let's go home." The water fairy looked between the sisters. "You're pissed off and a little drunk and I can do some homework," added Aisha, speaking to the fire fairy.

Violet was slowly beginning to understand where Aisha was coming from. Violet was feeling quite out of it and definitely knew that it wasn't responsible or smart for them to storm into Miss Dowling's office, accusing her of something while drunk.

The Headmistress isn't even supposed to know about this party, so it would be pretty stupid if she noticed they were drunk and starts to become suspicious about where they got the drinks.

"She lied to me." Bloom was still angry, too drunk to think rationally. "I'm not waiting until tomorrow to go find answers," Bloom refused, shaking her head.

"Okay then, have fun." Aisha shrugged her shoulders, unimpressed with the red heads usual reckless behaviour.

The water fairy then tried to walk away, but Bloom caught a hold of her arm and turned her back around.

"You're not going to come?" The red head questioned, furrowing her eye brows, confused about why Aisha was going to walk away instead of go with herself and Violet.

"You wanna see the Headmistress at midnight, wasted? Go for it." Aisha glared at her, and even if Violet couldn't sense her annoyance, it definitely showed on her face. "While you're at it, why don't you hit the Stone Circle and nuke your magic?" Aisha continued, tilting her head and being sarcastic.

Violet was beginning to become tense in the shoulders once again, not liking where this was going.

She herself was drunk and tired, as well as the story of Stella in the back of her mind. Bloom was pissed off and drunk, which is not a good mix, while Aisha is annoyed with Bloom's behaviour and just wanted to leave the party to study. It was bound to end badly.

"Maybe, you'll get a signal from your long-lost fairy guide, 'cause that makes sense," Aisha continued, the sarcasm clear in her tone.

Violet watched the girl, surprised at her outburst. However, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Bloom was also looking at her roommate completely taken aback at her harsh words.

"I'm done pulling you from the edge, Bloom," stated Aisha, before nodding her head at Violet. "I'm sure your sister is too, seeing as she's been doing it for longer." Aisha talked about Violet as if she weren't even there.

The mind fairy wanted to diffuse the tension, but she didn't get the chance to speak because Aisha had continued.

"If you wanna jump, jump." Aisha glared at her fire fairy roommate, before rolling her eyes and storming off—probably towards the suite.

Bloom was still taken aback and was left stunned to her spot, while Violet watched the water fairy walk away, her eyes still wide from the outburst.

"That was...unexpected, but it was bound to happen sooner or later." Violet pursed her lips, shaking herself out of her wide eyed state.

The mind fairy then caught onto Bloom's determined face and instantly knew what she was thinking, so sighed deeply.

"Let me guess, you're still going to see the headmistress right now." Violet nodded her head shortly, having spent so many years being Bloom's older sister, she's not even surprised anymore.

"Do you even have to ask?" Bloom raised her eyebrows at her sister. "Of course I am." The fire fairy stated. "The real question should be, are you joining me?" Bloom asked her this time.

Violet sighed for the second time. "Is it you who needs to question their questions?" The mind fairy asked her. "Of course I am." The light brown haired girl copied her earlier words.

Bloom was satisfied with the older girls answer, so the two left the party before making their way towards Headmistress Dowling's office, preparing to accuse the woman.

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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: 𝖮𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗌𝗈...𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖥𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾! 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝟤𝟦𝟢 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝟣𝟥𝟢𝗄 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝟥𝗄 𝗏𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌! 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝖥𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋. 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍. 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍.

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍! 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝟣𝟢,𝟢𝟢𝟢 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌! 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍, 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗉𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 (𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾) 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌.

𝖲𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌? 𝖮𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗌? 𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈, 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾? 𝖮𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗋? 𝖨𝖿 𝗌𝗈, 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌!

𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝖲𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝖥𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾!

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