"Marve! Sweetheart, come here!"
Pouting, I slowly walked over to where my mother and the other 3 people were standing. When I was next to her, I stopped and looked away, ignoring the smile of the short, wrinkled old man, and the tall, black-haired man staring at my mother. The small, blond-haired boy standing with them looked to be about my age, his bright orange eyes staring at me with unveiled curiosity. Despite myself, I felt a growing need to pummel him for staring at me so strangely.
"This is my Marveia," my mother said proudly, reaching down to ruffle my violet curls affectionately. "My pride and joy."
The short old man laughed, coming closer to me. Instinctively, I hid behind my mother's leg. He stopped in front of her, smiling kindly at me.
"Hello there, my dear. My name is Makarov. You may call me Uncle Mac. This is my son Ivan, and my grandson Laxus." He gestured to the man and boy behind him. "We've come to ask if you'll be Laxus' playmate."
'Laxus' flushed and muttered something behind him, and Ivan rested a hand on his head, still staring at Mom. She paid him no mind, instead focusing on detaching me from her leg with a "Marve, honey, it's okay." Finally, I stepped forward, looking at the ground with my hands clasped behind my back. Ivan absently ushered Laxus to meet me, and for a moment, it was silent as the adults awaited results. Then after what seemed like hours but was actually no more than a minute, Laxus spoke.
"Why does you're your hair look like you lost a fight with a glue stick?"
I didn't even notice I'd moved until he was on the ground, holding his cheek. I heard his father laugh loudly while Mom brought me closer to her, telling me to be nice and not hit people. Laxus sat up, glaring at me with a red cheek. I glared right back.
"What'd you do that for? I only asked a question!" he shouted at me.
"You said something mean about me, so I hit you." Apparently, the matter-of-fact tone I'd used didn't sit well with him, because he suddenly charged at me. So, it was a fight he wanted, huh? We were barely on the ground before Mom and Uncle Mac grabbed the both of us away from each other. Uncle Mac scolded Laxus and I was awarded a slap on the behind for disobeying. Through my pouting, I noticed Laxus staring at me again. When I looked at him, he smiled.
"That's the first time I ever got hit by a girl before," he informed me, like I'd accomplished something amazing. "Wanna go play?"
I grinned at him. "Okay. But only on one condition."
"What's that?"
I walked over to him, and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're it."
I shot off toward the backyard, giggling at him shout of unfairness. As he chased after me, I decided that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have a boy for a friend after all.
This is something I just decided when I was re-reading the Laxus/Festival Arc. I wondered how things would look from a certain point of view. Though, seeing as lemons are no longer allowed here, I may have to change my idea a bit. (Like I have experience with lemons. *rolls eyes*) But, this is just the Prologue. The next chapters will be longer. Hope you enjoy my first Fairy Tail fanfic.
