Once upon a time in a certain home rested a certain blue hared maiden, content with her life. She worked hard and had everything she could ask for. A nice book worn from tender love via her touch, two beautiful sisters, and a step father that loved her very very much.

Who was she kidding. Her life sucked.
She was stuck cleaning up after her two step sisters, Evergreen and Biska. And her step father? Why, he was the worst of them all!
Old pervert.
At the current time she knelt beside the fire place, coughing as the ashes scattered into her dust pan as well as over her current top. She really needed to get over these day dreams. It didn't take her all too long to have the cinders out, standing when she finished to dump the remains of a great fire to rest. She dusted herself off and set a hand on her hips, frowning ever so slightly before sneezing and rubbing her nose. She adjusted her orange head band, standing out considerably next to her blue hair.
'Time to wash the steps...' Levy thought to herself before making her way begrudgingly towards the two flights of stairs, the other flight branching to the left and right giving her more space to clean. Oh great. This was always fun.
Her days weren't always like this. She use to live here with her mother, an attractive woman with the brightest smile and smoothest voice. Said woman always use to read to young Levy, tales of witches and wizards... Guilds and dragons! The day she fell ill was the worst day of her life. See, her mother had been a lonely woman and so she married an older man with two daughters. It was obvious that he cared for his wife, yet the moment she passed he didn't shed a signal tear. It seemed the old man was a gold digger. Sleaze bag.
Levy glanced first to the left then to the right. Great, the coast was clear! Lifting her hand into the air she shouted in a stressed whisper "Solid script magic-!"
"LEVY."
Said girl flinch. Crap, she was caught.
"I can't BELIEVE you!" Evergreen scoffed, batting her eyes and waving a fan in front of her eyes. "It looks like we'll be taking another one of your books this week. What's your favorite again? 'Magic and Dragons?" The amateur mage sucked in a startled breath. She wouldn't! But... Evergreen was Evergreen, and that meant:
"Ah yes, I think I'll burn it instead. It's old anyways and smells like old feet."
"You can't!" Levy cried, franticly rushing over to Evergreen well clutching her shirt well the girl stared down at Levy - smeared with soot thanks to her previous job with a look of disgust "That's the last thing I have left from my mother! Please, you can't!" She shook, tears threatening to fall.
"Evergreen," Biska warned from beside her sister. When had she showed up? Oh well. Biska to the rescue once again! "Don't threaten Levy like that. You know how important that book is to her. Just let her use her magic this once. She worked hard today."
Levy sniffled, whipping that the tears that began to fall thanks to Biska. Evergreen scoffed and batted Levy's hand away with a frown.
"Oh fine. I'll be in my room... But those stairs better be [i]spotless[/i] when I come back down."
A few moments passed before an irritated Evergreen disappeared up the steps and into her room. An audible thud was heard from her bedroom door being slammed shut. A moment of silence passed before Biska approached Levy with a soft smile. Bless her heart...
"Hey," Biska started softly, leaning down slightly to pat Levy's head apologetically. "It's alright now. I won't let her take that from you, alright? Can't let that happen to my favorite sister." Levy could only nod animatedly, watching after Biska as she walked away. She probably was going to practice her gun magic per usual.
Okay, maybe she could survive if Biska was there to help her...
HAH!
That was an even worse lie than before.


The next day was torture. It seemed her to-do list was four times larger than before! No doubt it was Evergreens fault. At least the old man was away that day so he wouldn't try anything with her. He could be a real creep when he wanted to be... Which seemed to be quite frequently.
She let out a large sigh, leaning against a shaded tree, currently picking apples via the request from the impossibly long list. You'd think Evergreen'd run out of ideas by now but there always seemed to enough to keep her busy.
The day was peaceful besides the work. A cool breeze ruffled the bluenettes untamable hair as well as her ruffled top. It had to be the nicest thing she owned, the delicate folds giving the illusion she had... Well a bigger rack. She didn't wear it for any particular reason beside the fact it was cooler than her other clothing, keeping the sun from heating her all too much well she was out working. After nearly an hour something had caught her eye. A silhouette of someone rested beneath the trunk of one of the apple trees, the shadows just barely covering the figure. She approached cautiously, a particularly large apple in her hand as a weapon though she nearly laughed at her own stupidity. She could use magic, after all!
"Excuse me," Levy started quietly, leaning down to eye the person - man she identified clearly via the muscular build, unruly black mane, and countless piercings. She tried again, only louder. "Hey! Wake up ya big lug!" She frowned when he just opened his eyes then closed them again after taking a look at Levy, turning his head to the side.
"Tch"
Levy was aghast. Who the hell was this guy, acting like that! It would be one thing if it was your own land but this was her turf, and there was no way she was going to have some ungrateful metal headed jerk resting on the very lands she - or rather her step father - owned!
A pout touched her lips as she finally wound her arm back and threw the apple in her hand full force at the man.
At first there was no reaction and she was nearly fuming tell she glanced back at the man...
Oh shit.
That face meant business. Mite as well be planning your death wish now Levy, cause you could have sworn that look was that of a pissed off dragon.