#thedemon05

“Mira-nee, your heels!” Lisanna sighed deeply as she looked at the heels in her hand while pouting.

The make-up artist left them with the gown changing and Mirajane kept insisting Lisanna to finish changing and such in order for her to do the same. The older sister had been complaining how she does not like her make up on and her hair was still a big mess. Lisanna kept begging Mirajane to dress up for the event but she had been doing something different.

Her Mira-nee—argh!

“Ara, Ara. Lisanna, you don’t have to be that excited,” Mirajane giggled, looking at the mirror with lipstick on each hand. “I’m not even that excited myself.” She added as she smiled widely and placed the items on the table then looked at her sister.

“I’m not ‘excited’.” Lisanna repulsed and crossed her hands, uttering the word ‘excited’ sarcastically.

Mirajane hummed and took the lipstick that caught her interest and tried it on her lips. She made a ‘popped’ sound while thinking of changing the color since it was a bit... dark. Lisanna sighed and walked toward her sister. “Are you happy, Mira-nee?” She started as she placed her hands on her sister’s shoulder and stared at them on the mirror.

Mirajane placed her left hand on the back of Lisanna’s hand and opened her mouth, “Happy and contented, dear sister.” She answered with a bright smile.

Both take-over siblings had been through a lot, all of them actually. Mages in Fairy Tail aren’t in Fairy Tail if things worked the way they thought it will. Fairy tail accepted them wholeheartedly.

And it changed them for the better.

“All I want is for all of you to be happ-“

“No. No. No dramas for now, Mira-san. Let’s get back to work and finish changing.”

The sisters jumped a bit and looked at where the voice came from and a loud bang of a door was heard. Panicking with crinoline on, Lucy Heartfilia walked toward them and huffed, finding out Mirajane wasn’t done with her hair yet.

Mirajane let Lucy guide her on a sit and worked on her hair. “You guys didn’t have to do a lot. I can handle it myself. Ara.” The take-over mage shook her head then took a hairpin and gave it to Lucy to make her work more easier.

“Hai, Hai,” Lucy answered, taking the item she needed from Mirajane. “But it’s time for your gown to-“

“You’re not wearing your gown too, you know.”

Lucy sighed deeply. “Mira-san, this is different. I’m almost done here and you’re still-“

“LUCY, HAPPY TOOK YOUR SMALL SHORT!”

Coming out of nowhere was Natsu, barging through the door and breathing heavily with his proclamation.

Lucy glared at Natsu and shouted, “WHAT SMALL SHORT?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY UNDERWEAR, NATSU?!”

Yes, Lucy wanted to hit Natsu Dragneel. Here she was, panicking and everything and there was he, messing around without a care on the event that was going to happened. Mou.

Lucy looked at Lisanna, asking her to finish what she was doing in silent as Lisanna got the message and made her way to fix her sister’s hair while Mirajane kept laughing on her little ship’s argument.

“Mira, the cake isn’t here yet.” Erza walked inside the room without a care of Natsu and Lucy with their unknown argument, on Erza’s part, and sighed in despair.

Mirajane looked at the requip mage with questions on her mind. “The cake? But Master already brought-“

“No, my strawberry cake. Didn’t I tell you I’ll buy ten cakes today?”

“Ten?! Erza, we don’t need that much cake for today’s event.”

Lisanna laughed nervously while listening to the two S-class mages’ conversation. ‘What a day. What a day.’ She thought, trying to finish her older sister’s hair style.

“What do you mean? I need to eat all of those, Mira.”

Mirajane shook her head with her “Ara, ara.”

“Lisanna, please get Mira-san ready already. Everyone is already waiting and we only have-“ Lucy explained and looked at her watch. Eyes wide open, she looked at everyone and hold Natsu’s hand. “40 MINUTES LEFT! NATSU, WHERE’S MY UNDERWEAR?!” Panicking, they ran out of the room, leaving the three girls inside.

“NYAHAHA, I’M ALL FIRED UP!”

“NATSU, YOU DUMBASS!”

“I’ll say my leave also for I’ll be waiting for the cakes to arrive! Good bye, you two.” Erza took her leave and closed the door.

The sisters looked at each other and giggled.

“And this is the reason why I’m not even that excited. Oh my.” Mirajane said, giggling still.

Lisanna smiled widely and hugged her older sister, resting her head on Mirajane’s. “Lets just finish this thing already, ne, Mira-nee?” She asked and waited for Mirajane to nod and work her ways on Mirajane’s hair and dress.

Mirajane was standing at the door of Kardia Cathedral with her brother, Elfman, and their guild’s master, Makarov, beside her. Mirajane held the flowers on her hand more tighter and smiled widely.

“You look like a real man, Nee-chan!” Elfman shouted and clenched his fists while staring at the altar.

Everyone was looking at them, standing and waiting for them to step inside the church.

Mirajane giggled a bit and looked at her brother, smiling. “Thank you, Elfman.” She said and patted his shoulder. She looked at Makarov, sitting on a wheelchair in a tuxedo, with joy on her eyes. “Master, thank you for being here beside me, right now.”

“You look beautiful as always, Mirajane. I’ll always be here if you need me.” Makarov answered.

“The spaces between your fingers are meant to be filled with mine.”