The Adventure Begins
"Whee! This is fun!" exclaims Stella as the six Faeries flit from side to side in Tecna and Musa's now gigantic room.
It was just after the third year graduation party and the six Winx Club girls gathered together all burning to try out their new power of miniaturization which was part of becoming Enchantix Faeries.
"I have lived with the Pixies for years," smiles Aisha, the dark-hued new member of the Winx Club, "Yet I could never imagine life from their perspective. I have always wondered what it was like living in those little mushroom houses and seeing a ladybird as something as big as a dog, or maybe a horse."
"Yes," replies Stella, "The big revelations from a little change of perspective are amazing."
"Eww! Stella!" wince all the others in unison at Stella's corny joke.
Meanwhile, Tecna lands on the mantle and enters the little house that Miss Faragonda had fetched from the Magic Hall to set up in Musa and Tecna's room for the use of a diminutive yet very important Faerie, and the others soon join her.
"Well, she was certainly neat and tidy," remarks Bloom, noticing that, except for a thin coating of dust, everything seemed to have a place and everything was in its place.
"She even made the bed before leaving," yawns Stella, dropping into the miniature bed and curling up in a blanket of woven milkweed silk.
"Who is 'she'?" Aisha is wanting to know.
"Her name is Tinker Bell," replies Tecna. "She is a Tinker Faerie from a realm called Pixie Hollow who saved us all from disaster going on three years ago by repairing Alfea College's main clock which regulates Alfea's defenses. That was before you and the Pixies arrived, Aisha."
It was then Tecna noticed another clock in the tiny house. "Humm," she muses, "I don't remember this ever running."
Tecna carefully removes the clock from the wall and turns it around to see the hollow mock-up now possessed functioning clockworks. "This must be Tinker Bell's work," exclaims Tecna admiring the ancient yet bang on accurate technology used to make it run. "And it seems to be drawing its power from this tiny sachet of Pixie Dust."
"I miss her," whispers Flora. "She was really nice."
"I miss her too," says Bloom. "I never really got to find out if she is the Tinker Bell I had read about as a child and I would like so much to visit the world that I have dreamt about for so long."
"I would like to meet Vidia," says Tecna.
"Why her?" demands Musa. "From Tink's description, she sounds like really bad news."
"Perhaps," replies Tecna, "But right now I could use the advice of someone with advanced knowledge of wind and aerodynamics to help us fix a pesky problem Timmy and I have been trying to solve with the Red Fountain F.T.L. racers. Some design flaw is still causing them to become unstable at certain speeds."
"Yes," says Musa, "And she might go for some of those high velocity games that you and Timmy like to play. That might be one way of getting on her good side – if she has one."
"I would like to meet Rosetta and Silvermist," says Flora. "They seem closest to Mother Nature and her ways."
"I want to meet Iridessa," yawns Stella, sitting up. "Anyone with an affinity to light is all right in my book. So, why don't we pay a visit to Pixie Hollow and meet them all?"
"Stella!" exclaims Flora, "That's a brilliant idea and now we can."
"Well, brilliance is my forte, dawling," grins Stella, "And didn't we get a standing invitation to come visit? Also, because of our ability to become miniature Enchantix Faeries, size is no longer an issue."
"Let's do it!" exclaims Bloom and the others give up a cheer – that is, all but Aisha who is looking like the uninvited odd Faery out.
"I'm sure the invitation includes you too, Aisha," says Stella who is the socialite among the Winx Club.
"I'm sure it does, Sweetie," Flora reassures her.
"Thank you," says Aisha timidly – still unsure about where and how she fits in with the others.
"Now we are wasting time," says Tecna. "Let's get to Miss Faragonda to get her approval," then all lift off to fly to the headmistress' office – their eyes bright in expectation of a wonderful new adventure.
Within minutes the Winx are standing on the magical dais and awaiting to be transported to Pixie Hollow.
"Hold tight while I alert Queen Clarion of your arrival," says Miss Faragonda, then moves to the crystal ball on her desk that is used as the communications device between the two worlds.
Miss Faragonda incants the charm over the crystal ball that would establish contact with Queen Clarion but instead of the Queen's smiling face all she and the Winx can see is a pall of swirling black smoke.
"Oh, dear!" gasps Miss Faragonda. "I fear that something is gravely amiss at Pixie Hollow. We have a longstanding agreement between Alfea and Pixie Hollow that if the one is in peril, the other will come to its aid. Because you are the ones here and now and are ready to go, I shall be sending you girls."
"Send us!" is Bloom's reply.
Miss Faragonda makes a magical gesture and, as it was for Tinker Bell, there is a brilliant blue light that grows until almost blinding the Winx then the floor of the dais seems to fall from beneath their feet to be replaced by a floor of wood and leaves but the Winx take no time to appreciate it because they are coughing and choking in the black smoke billowing about them.
