"Gajeel, we are not dressing the kids up as the twins from The Shining."

"Aw come on, it'll be fun!" Gajeel whined, bouncing Yajeh on his knee. The tot laughed and reached for him, grasping his long black locks when his father leaned over him. In the other room, Levy was dressing Shutora up for bed, zipping the pink onesie up and ruffling her newly cleaned hair. Next to her, Emma was just finishing up brushing her teeth, also readying for bed. Levy hoisted Shu onto her hip, and peeked into the twin's room.

"Do you remember the year you dressed Emma up as a nurse from Silent Hill?" she asked sardonically, her brow pinched as Gajeel paused, then grimaced. "That went rather superbly, didn't it?"

Gajeel sighed, then lifted his son up into the air, placing him into the crib. Yajeh giggled as Gajeel tickled his tummy, whining when his father pressed a kiss onto his head and leaned away to face his wife. He did indeed remember what happened, and regretted it. He'd been excited to dress his little girl up for Halloween, and when she claimed that she wanted a scary costume. She'd been ecstatic when he turned her into the mirror, and he'd been proud when he sent her off to the kiddy Halloween party. Not five minutes later they'd gotten a call from Lucy on the lacrima, and were shocked as a cacophony of wailing could be heard in the background. Apparently all the other kids hadn't been as thrilled to see Emma in her outfit, and when they ran from her, Emma had been shocked to tears.

So with lots of cajoling and comfort, Gajeel had brought her home with the biggest trick or treat goodie bag he could steal from Natsu. Since then, Levy had been in charge of costumes.

"The twins from The Shining aren't as bad," Gajeel said, reaching for Shu. Levy sighed, crossing her arms as he twirled her around, babbling back at her when she squealed. So much for an early bedtime. And she had hoped that he'd learned from that little lesson regarding the costumes, but the man was a sucker for scary movies and loved dressing up whenever he had a chance. She supposed that he thought they'd inherit his love for creepy things.

Well, maybe one day. Till then, it was going to be fluffy animals and cute things. Anything else and he'd be in the doghouse till Christmas. Or further.

A yawn next to her interrupted her train of thought, and and smiled as she reached for her biggest little girl. Her hair was far wilder than the twins, and darker too. Levy often wondered if that's how Gajeel was when he was a small boy; her hair had been tamer when she was Emma's age. Still, it was quite the wonder that her family was more than anything she'd ever dream of, and didn't question a single thing.

"Momma," Emma murmured sleepily as she nestled her little nose in her mother's neck. "Wanna be a dragon fer h'ween…"

Levy bit back a laugh as Gajeel's head perked up, his eyes wide and glittering with sudden excitement. "A dragon, hmm?" she said softly, rocking them as Gajeel knelt next to them, ready to whisk Emma to bed.

"Mmm," was all that the girl could manage as she released her hold on her mother and turned to her father. He was whispering to her as she curled into his chest, warm and ready for sleep. Levy grinned as he rose and turned with her in his arms, squeezing herself happily as she turned to the livelier twins. As she reached to stroke their heads and hum their lullaby, her thoughts toyed with an idea.

Dragons, eh?

Well, they were a family of dragons, so why not dress as such?

She grinned as the twins finally closed their eyes for the last time, snuggling close to each other. They could definitely do Dragons. She'd just have to find some help somewhere…