Winxtale ♡ Winx Club × Undertale

Chapter 10 ♡ Meanwhile...

CHAPTER TEN
MEANWHILE...

"What should I name the fallen child?" Isabela asked herself, her own voice echoing throughout her room. "Isabela. Sure."

She tried entering her own name into the game Undertale, in which she had just begun. It was already afternoon and her catch-up classes have already ended, giving her some time to do some "research" for the Winx. Luckily there weren't any assignments from her professors, so she went straight to her bed, took her laptop, opened it and started the game.

Now she's struggling with character naming. As usual.

The raven became furious the moment she could not input the last letter to her name. "What?! This cannot be!" She exclaimed. "This is prepostrous! Ridiculous! I will not allow my name to be mispelled as 'Isabel!' That is unacceptable!"

The girl began ranting about how her name didn't fit and how frustrated she was. In the end, she reduced her name to her nickname: Isa. Pressing the Enter button to finish the job, she didn't expect the question "Is this name correct?" to appear. Isabela stopped, then started sobbing again.

She was, however, interrupted by a series of knocks from the apartment's main door. That immediately stopped her from her fake sobbing, thinking there could be someone listening to her. Another series of knocks followed, and then she decided to open the door. The raven twisted the knob, unlocking it in the process. "Who goes there?" She asked, half annoyed.

A fellow student stood before her, maroon-colored eyes looking back at her brown ones. They seemed to compliment her russet hair which was tied into a half-tail, the lower side laid down to her shoulders. Her white blouse was wrapped by a light red vest with ruffles on the sides of the darker red front zipper. Ultramarine slacks were worn to compliment the color. Isabela glanced down to see that the girl wore laced boots underneath the slacks. They must be knee-length, she thought.

After having a good look on the student, Isabela finally recognized her as one of her fellow classmates. "Ah, I remember you!" She said. "You're from Prof Daphne's History Class!"

The brunette chuckled. "Indeed I am," she replied. "So you have noticed. If you do not yet know, I'm also in the catch-up classes."

"Yeah, I see you sometimes," the younger agreed. She noticed the huge bag the elder was holding, so she let her in. "You should come in!" She piped. "That bag looks a little heavy."

The other nodded as Isa stepped aside. She muttered a small "thank you," to which the raven heard, and entered the room. She saw the usual set-up of the Winx's dormitory, and she wondered why it looked neat as if the Winx weren't around. Whipping her head, she asked the apprentice, "Where's the Winx?"

"Out on a mission," Isabela answered casually. "They just left yesterday. I think."

The notion surprised the other student, even if she knew the Winx were the dimension's heroes. Surely they were just in class the previous day, right? How they were suddenly sent on a mission just bewildered her. Isabela just giggled at the small expressions she was making. The unnamed student glanced back at her.

Then, her eyebrows knit themselves as she squinted her eyes on the apprentice. "What's so funny?" She asked her. Isabela only gave a chuckle. "You could have seen your face," she added.

The brunette rolled her eyes as she blinked. Human girls, she thought.

"Anyway," the raven began, rummaging the bag as she sat on the sofa. "What brings you here, and what are these stuff for? There's a small stick here that looks like a wand and a bunch of books. Is this your bag or...?"