"Hey Stel, I didn't want to turn on a light to wake wewe girls." Bloom moved her legs so her friend could set beside her. Stella took a spot beside her and glanced up at the starry night.
"Sure is a beautiful night," Stella began hoping her friend would answer, but she didn't. "You okay Bloom?"
Bloom pulled her eyes and attention away from the sky and onto her friend then to the side. "Yeah, I was just thinking about things…"
Stella raised an eyebrow, "What 'things'?"
"Do wewe ever wonder what would have happened if wewe hadn't meet me in the park that one day?"
"Of course I have, why are wewe asking?"
Bloom sighed, "Ever since we came back to Earth I have been thinking back on how things have happened and wondering what if a lot." Bloom stood up and walked around a bit, "Like what if Musa, Tecna and Flora hadn't been put in the same dorm room as us? Would we still be the Winx? What if we hadn't met, what would become of all of us and the galaxy? So many things to wonder what life could have been like if we did one thing different!"
Bloom feel back into her spot beside her best friend. Stella placed a hand on Bloom's shoulder, "If wewe keep asking what if about everything wewe might go crazy. Besides there was a reason everything happened as it did, it was fate that we meet and fate again that we became the Winx."
"Haven't wewe ever wounded what could have been?"
Stella looked towards the sky, "I have, mostly about my parents and if they were still together…" Then a small tear fell down the sun fairy's face as old memories from her childhood flashed before her eyes.
"Oh Stella," Bloom alisema softly.
"It's okay, like I alisema it happened for a reason."
Then there was a long pause, "You know." Stella began. "Never in a million years did I think that all of us would be great Marafiki and heroes."
"I know, still feels like a bit of a dream. I can't image not being a fairy let alone Marafiki with wewe girls."
"Ditto," Stella alisema with a grin.
The Bloom gather her courage to ask something that had been on her mind for a while. "What if we hadn't let Aisha and Roxy jiunge the club? What if it had just been us five? Like it use to be…I miss that."
Even though it was unlikely Bloom saw it due to the darkness around them, Stella's jaw dropped slight. First Bloom says she can't image life without them, now this? "Seriously?"
Bloom shock her head, clearly not noticing her friend's reaction. "Yeah, sure they are great but I feel like the club has changed and become something it was never meant to be." Then she thought out loud, "What is the perfect number?"
