Mirajane was planning a wedding. It was her wedding with her beloved Laxas Dreyar. They have been going out for years now, secretly. Now that he's proposed to her, their secret will have to be revealed. If they keep it secret, the others would get curious whenever the couple would like children.
"Everybody! Listen up!" Mirajane yells over the loudness of the guild.
"What is it Mira?" Wakaba asks.
"I...um...I'm getting married!" Mira spat out. Everyone had surprised looks, especially Elfman and Lisanna.
"To who? He better be manly if he's joining our family!" Elfman yelled. Mirajane started panicking at what the members would say.
"He was part of the Thunder Legion..." the white haired mage said slowly.
"Bickslow?!" Elfman exclaims loudly.
"It ain't me, Elfman!" Bickslow shouts. Mirajane was getting tired of the commotion.
"Uhg! It's Laxas!" Mirajane shouts, not thinking.
"Laxas?" Lisanna asks curiously.
"Yes...you are all invited to the wedding...if you want to go..." Mira said nervously.
"Congratulations, Mira. Can I speak to Laxas in private?" Makarov asks politely.
"He's outside the guild hall," Mira said.
"Laxas, I need to speak with you," the old man says to the blonde.
"Of course, Grandpa."
"How long has your relationship with Mirajane been?" Grandpa asks.
"Six years tomorrow. Any other questions?" Laxas asks the old man.
"Have you two ever...you know..." Gramps starts asking.
"No, no, no. We wanted to wait until we were married," Laxas says as Makarov sighs in relief.
Lisanna helped Mira put on her dress while Bisca helped her with the makeup. "What color lipstick?" Bisca asks.
"A light pink please," Mirajane says politely. Bisca applies it while Lisanna fluffs her poofy white dress.
Meanwhile, in the boys dressing room, Laxas fixed his bowtie. "Thanks for letting me be your best man, Laxas. I would think you'd pick Freed or Bickslow," Elfman said.
"Well, I would've liked a brother to be my best man. Since you're about to be my brother-in-law, I chose you," Laxas explained.
"Thanks. That was very manly of you," Elfman says while smiling.
The wedding went slowly. The bridesmaids consisted of Lucy, Cana, and Levy. The groom's men were Freed, Alzack, and Bickslow. The flower girl was Wendy. The maid of honor was Lisanna and the best man was Elfman. After a while, it was truly boring. Then at last, Mirajane walked down the isle with her veil over her face. They said their vows and it was over. Laxas kissed the bride.
