Author's Note: Thanks to relear for reviewing, you're the sweetest.


Two things had effectively dampened her mood today.

One, she was frustratingly late to her own birthday.

And two, she had crashed into some idiot and he refused to even apologize for ramming right into her while he made an illegal right turn. He obviously didn't understand what "right of way" meant.

She could still feel the sting of her palm when she slapped his face so hard his lip started to bleed. He deserved it, especially since he was so damn adamant in not wanting to exchange insurances or numbers or any legalities.

For Etro's sake, the man didn't even want to tell her his name!

So, she attempted to plaster the calmest expression on her sharp features and enter Serah's home. Snow was the first person to greet her with a hug (against her will, I might add) and then, her sweet, doe-eyed sister. "Light, are you okay? You seem frustrated..."

Well, so much for faking it.

Lighting grabbed her bangs after Snow released his bear hug. "I had a small fender bender on my way—"

Immediately Serah's expression turned into concern and she started feeling Lightning's forehead and arms, "Are you hurt? Are you alright? Light, why didn't you call me?"

"Serah, I'm fine. It was a small. The guy's car took most of the damage, I'm fine. My car's a little dinged up but—"

"You got his number? Insurance? You took pictures of the accident?" Serah's mood was shifting dramatically and then she said, "I hope you beat the crap outta the guy that did it, Light."

Lightning rolled her eyes at her sister's insistence on overreacting about the smallest details. Instead of elaborating on the details of this accident that was handled incorrectly. Had she not been in such a rush, Lightning would've demanded and secured legal information regarding the incident. "Look, Serah, let's just have dinner, I'll handle the situation later."

"When did the Great Lightning Farron become such a passive person?" Snow laughed out loud as he walked with the two pink haired women to the kitchen.

Lightning's eyebrow twitched, "How about I shove my fist down your throat?"

"I spoke too soon," the large man shrunk down at her usual irritation. He added, with as much of his ego intact, "It's always nice to have you visit, Sis."

"You really want to die, Snow," Lightning responded. Serah was too worried about Lightning and her accident to stop her.

Distracted thoughts turned into spoken word as Serah said, "Are you sure your not going to find out the person who hit you? I mean, it's only right that you do. They hit you, right?"

Lightning knew her sister was not going to drop the topic, "Alright, I'll find whoever did it. If that'll get you to stop worrying, Serah."

"It will."

"You know what helps me not to worry? Cake," Snow added.

"Truly, it is a wonder how you're not the size of a barn," Lightning snorted. Serah giggled and Snow died a little inside.