A request from AyaAC.
The Ice Mage and his Daughter
Prompt: Alphabet Soup for the Soul
Everything was hectic right now. Fairy Tail was in the middle of one of their battles against a dark guild and everything had to be organized and ready for a counterattack. Gray however, was stuck on paperwork duty and his very playful daughter insisted Gray be her playmate.
"Ugh! Dammit..why can't I get this paperwork done! It's a counterattack not a lawsuit!" Gray whined, running his hands through his hair.
He felt a little tug on his boxers and looked down, only to see his daughter holding her Elsa doll in one hand. "Daddy-sama play with me?" She asked, giving Gray her puppy eyes.
"Not now Syl." He gruffly said, and returned back to his paperwork.
"But Daddy-sama!" She whined. So persistent, just like her mother.
"I said no Syl, now go play over there." Gray said with annoyance laced in his voice.
"But Dad-" She started to whine.
"NO SYLVIA!" He snapped and the girls eyes welled up with tears. She ran off crying, dropping the Elsa doll and hiding in her room.
Gray sighed and continued his paperwork, feeling even more guilty by the second.
The next morning...
"Sylvia-chan..time to get up sweetie." Juvia woke her sleeping daughter, stroking the tendrils of hair out of her face.
Sylvia opened her eyes and suddenly remembered what had happened the previous night. She stayed silent, not even wishing her mother a good morning.
Sylvia averted her dark orbs to the side and leaned into her mother's embrace, wanting her to hold her.
Juvia held the girl in her arms and walked out into the main room, depositing her onto her eldest brother, Storm. She had to make breakfast for the group.
"Syl, what's wrong?" Storm asked, adjusting the little girl so her head was buried in his neck, and was laying on top of him.
She shook her head and continued to lie there. Storm kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back, in hopes to sooth her.
"Mom, what's wrong with Sylvia?" Rin bluntly asked. Juvia just shrugged and continued to chop up some leeks that were in front of her.
Then Gray walked into the room, looking tired and exhausted. He yawned and saw the group only in a haze, but once he saw a tiny blur of blue flash by him he remembered what had happened and felt extremely guilty. He hated to see her cry, it was like he was having a thousand needles pierced into him all at once.
"Gray-sama..." Juvia said in a sickly-sweet voice. "What did you do to my only daughter?!"
Juvia snapped.
After 15 minutes of continuous yelling, Juvia finally flicked the top of his forehead and told him to make it up to her.
At lunchtime...
Sylvia was weeping in her room, not wanting to see anyone..especially her father.
She heard the door click open, and heavy footsteps told her it was the man she didn't want to see.
"This is something your Grandmother, Mika, made me when I was little..I'm sorry Syl." He said and walked out the door.
Sylvia, now intrigued, slowly crept over to her little tea table where the now present bowl was placed. She looked inside and saw a reddish broth, but floating in the broth were all of the letters of the alphabet.
"A..B..C..D..E..F..G.." She kept going on and on, remembering the lessons her Aunt Levy had tought all of the kids in the guild. "H..I..J..K..L..M..N..O..P.."
"Q..R..S..T..U..V..W..X..Y..and Z."
In that moment she realized her father didn't hate her..he just got angry, and everyone gets angry sometimes..even Mommy.
She walked into the common room and walked towards the man who was playing with some ice, trying to sculpt it.
"Daddy-sama…" She said. "I forgive you."
Gray smiled and picked up the little girl who squealed when Gray tickled her.
"You know you couldn't stay mad at me for long!" He said and attacked the girl with kisses, which just like her mom, loved when Gray gave them kisses.
"Well…" She sighed and hugged the man once again. "Your lucky Grandmother Mika and you know how to cook."
