Winx Quotes

Icy: You ladies want to hear something funny? The quiz in last month's Teen Witch said "What would you do if you got to take over the whole universe? Darcy: What did you put? Icy: I wrote "You'll find out soon enough, loser," and sent it in.

He sure told you off, huh, Icy?" ~Darcy

apparences de Terriennes. Elles volent

Ancestrales est bien plus fort que le leur. Il va falloir jouer serré si elles veulent sauver leur peau. — Comment est-ce que c’est possible ? demande Icy d’une voix blanche. — L’Arbre de Vie devrait être mort ! Lysliss essaie d’attraper le bourgeon magique avec ses doigts crochus, elle a l’intention de le détruire. Mais la douleur qu’elle ressent alors est tellement forte qu’elle doit le lâcher. — Maintenant, je la sens. L’énergie positive est sur Éraklyon. J’en suis

Circles are always circular, you brainiac." "It depends on your perspective. From an angle above, a circle looks like an ellipse." "Square talk." Before Assimaedes and Oiklihd really got into it, Madad followed up. "Hey, the one about the circles in the grass, we know that, too. What's up with that?" All three disrespectfuls ones took a deep synchronized breath, and all started talking at the same time. "Circular they must be...winx beer...no idea why...hobble, hobble, hobble...new moon, full moon, whatever..." "Uh, I don't understand a word. Can you guys agree on who's telling the story? Maybe you, tyrant?" Madad, even though no one could register it because his entire head was buried under his hair, looked questioningly around. "No, no one asks the tyrant if he should or will or can do anything. The tyrant just does it. Therefore, I determine that not I, but Puetontagoras should tell the story." The human, Puetontagoras, was perhaps forty with an average build and average height. He had a full, dark beard under small blue eyes and a big nose. He inhaled deeply. Then he brushed away the crumbs that had landed on his dark blue pants embroidered with meaningless combinations of letters (sin, cos, lim). He also put aside the winx bread he had been nibbling on. Then he turned his gaze to the giant rabbits trying to pull out tufts of grass that were hiding in the joints and cracks of the square.