Chapter Eight- Realisation

Lucy listened patiently as Morganna explained what had happened after Lucy had passed out. Once the tale was done, she couldn't help but giggle. Morganna glared.

"It isn't funny. What do you even do on a date? What do I wear? How am I supposed to act?" she asked, her head resting on her forearms.

"You're lucky I know a bit about fashion and making a good impression. First, you need to go wash your hair, then I'll sort you out. Don't worry Mo, you're safe with me."

Morganna went into the bathroom and washed her hair, then returned to Lucy's bedroom. Lucy tied Morganna's hair into several very tight braids and told her to go and get her purse.

"We're going shopping!" Lucy exclaimed happily, before darting out of the door dragging Morganna along behind her.


They entered a clothes shop a few streets away from their home. Lucy pushed Morganna into a chair then hurried off. Morganna gazed in awe at Lucy's speed and eye for good clothing. Ten minutes later, Lucy returned to Morganna with a dress and some accessories. "Go try it on!" Lucy said, ushering Morganna into a changing room before plopping herself down into the chair. A few minutes later Morganna emerged from the changing room and Lucy gasped then smiled smugly. "I'm so good at this." She said. "I should be a personal shopper."

Morganna had to agree. The dress was strapless, with a fitted top made from soft purple material that perfectly matched her hair. The top half was covered in black lace, so that the purple showed through the patterning of the lace. The skirt was knee-length, black, and floaty. It showed off Morganna's legs and curves, and made her look dainty and graceful. The shoes Lucy had chosen were the same shade of purple as the top of the dress, and had very high heels. Morganna tottered slightly as she walked, getting used to the feeling of the shoes. Lucy had also given her fingerless lace gloves to compliment the detailing on the dress. A black material rose in her hair finished the look. Lucy clapped her hands in delight.

"Mo, you look amazing!" she cried.

"Thanks Lu. And thank god my best friend is a genius with clothes." Morganna grinned. She looked into the mirror provided and barely recognised herself. She looked glamorous and ladylike. If only Kagil could see her now.

"Right, get changed back into your normal clothes then we'll go pay." Lucy instructed, and Morganna did as she was told.

Once Morganna had paid, she and Lucy left the shop.

"Well, lets head home then shall we?" Morganna said.

"Oh no you don't Mo, we still need to teach you how to flirt." Lucy said, grabbing Morganna's wrist and pulling her away again.

"Oh dear god, this can't end well."


The two girls were sat in a coffee shop, sipping from cups of hot beverages. Lucy was giving Morganna a pep talk.

"Ok, this is gonna be good. You see that guy in the corner over there?" Lucy pointed at a boy with cropped blonde hair. "I'm going to go over and flirt with him, you listen to what I do and how he reacts. Take notes, because then you're going to have a go. Ready?"

Morganna nodded and dutifully pulled a notepad and paper out of her bag.

Lucy walked over to the boy and started chatting to him. Morganna noticed she was fluttering her eyelashes a lot, so she wrote that down. Morganna heard Lucy giggle girlishly from across the room, so she wrote 'Giggle like an idiot' below 'flutter eyelashes'. Again that giggle drifted across the room so Morganna added in brackets 'laugh at everything'. She heard the guy ask for Lucy's number, and she gave it to him.

"And that's how you do that." Lucy said as she returned to her seat. "Right, are you ready to give it a go?"

"Not really, but oh well." Morganna replied, standing up.

"Try that guy." Lucy said, and Morganna wandered over to the man Lucy had chosen.

"Hi." she said, sliding into the seat opposite him.

"Hey, are you alright? Do you need me to call an ambulance?" the man said, looking worried.

"I'm fine. Why?" Morganna replied.

"Surely it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

She couldn't help it.

"Seriously?" she said sceptically. "That's the line you're going with?"

He looked a tad downhearted but he quickly perked up again when he thought of something else.

"Ok, well you should at least have a map, because I'm lost in your eyes." he looked quite pleased with that one. Morganna sighed. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her thigh. Out of pure instinct, her other leg swept out and kicked the man's chair from under him. He crashed to the floor.

"Oh God, I'm sorry!" Morganna said, offering him a hand up. He scrambled ujp, grabbed his coffee, and dashed out of the shop. Morganna walked back to Lucy, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.

"Whoops."


The girls returned home, where Lucy touched Morganna's plait. "That's dry now, you can take them out." Morganna did as she was told, and releasing her hair made it fall in soft waves over her shoulder. Lucy nodded happily.

"Perfect! Now go get changed, then I'll help you with your makeup."

Morganna went and changed, then hurried to the bathroom where Lucy was laying out the implements of torture. First she applied purple eyeshadow, pale red lipstick, and a sheen of lipgloss. Next came eyeliner, and finally Morganna was handed a mascara brush. She looked at the foreign instrument and Lucy sighed. "Brush your eyelashes with it." Lucy instructed.

Finally Morganna was ready. Lucy pulled out her celestial key. "Gate of the Lion, I open thee: Leo!"

Immediately Loke appeared before them. His jaw slackened slightly when he say Morganna, then he grinned, presenting her with a bouquet of flowers which she put on the sideboard.

"Ready to go, milady?" he asked, offering her an arm. Morganna smiled.

"Of course, good sir."

As the two were stepping out of the door, Levy appeared.

"Oh hey Momo!" Levy squeed, giving Morganna a hug. Then she noticed Loke. Levy grinned widely at Morganna before running to the door. "Lu-chan, are you ready to go to the guild?" she called. Looking back at Morganna and Loke, Levy said, "Lu-chan and I are headed to Fairy Tail. You two have fun tonight."

Loke lead Morganna to a posh-looking restaurant off Magnolia's main street.

"Table for two please." Loke said, and the waiter took them to a quiet table by the window. They were given menus. Loke looked over at Morganna, clearly wanting her to start the conversation.

"Ok, I've never been on a date before, so you're going to have to tell me what usually happens." Morganna said, putting down the menu.

"Well, usually I'd compliment you, then you'd blush and compliment me." Loke said.

"No, I don't see that happening. Anything else?"

"Well, we could talk about our interests. What do you like to do?"

"Train."

"Anything else?"

"Not really."

"No…musical talents?"

"I play the flute."

"At this point I would pretend to be interested in fluting."

"Flauting."

"Bless you."

"No, playing the flute is called flauting."

"Ah."

"How about you? What are your interests?"

Loke paused thoughtfully, then said "Beautiful women."

"Of course."

Loke laughed, and the waiter appeared to take their order.

"I'll have a Parmesan salad and sparkling apple juice." Morganna said.

"I'd like a steak. Rare." Loke handed the menus back to the waiter.

"Only a salad, my lady?" Loke asked.

"I'm a vegetarian. It sort of comes with the territory of being the Earth Dragon slayer."

"We need to learn so much about each other. Let's get the cliché questions out of the way. Favourite colour, favourite food, favourite dance, and favourite animal?" Loke asked.

"Turquoise, mango, foxtrot or tango, and," she blushed slightly, "lions."

Loke smirked. "I see. Mine are: gold, steak, tango, and lions of course."

At this point the dinner arrived. The pair tucked in.

Suddenly a thought struck Morganna. "I just realised why you like steak. You're a lion."

"It took you that long to figure that out?" Loke laughed loudly.

"Shut up."

It didn't take them long to finish their food, so Loke paid the bill and took Morganna out for a walk to the local park. She sighed contentedly.

"I have to say, Loke, you are pretty good at romance."
"You haven't seen anything yet." He said mischievously. He whistled, and a string quartet appeared from behind the large tree. Loke walked over to them and whispered something to the violinist. The player nodded and the four struck up a tune that Morganna recognised. A tango.

"My lady." Loke said, offering a hand. Morganna took it with a smile.

It had been a long time since she had danced, but the steps came flooding back to her. Loke was good, and he lead her in the dance. He twirled her under his arm then lifted her into the air. She kicked her legs over in a V-shape and then dropped to the floor. He pulled her up and she hooked her right leg over his left. He pulled her round in a circle, then she kicked her left leg over her right so she was sitting on his leg. He kicked up and she flew into the air and landed. The whole time they never broke eye contact, watching each other intently and anticipating each others steps. As the music sped up so did their dance, Loke spinning her then dropping Morganna into splits before pulling her back up again. She placed a hand on his chest and pushed him backwards, walking slowly. He grabbed her wrist and span her around. As the music reached its climax, Loke dipped her backwards and the piece ended. They stood, breathing deeply. Then Loke grinned. "My, my, my. You weren't lying when you said the tango was one of your favourite dances."

"It's been a long time." Morganna said, adjusting her dress. The town clock chimed ten times.

"Wow, it's getting late. We should head home." Loke said, intertwining his fingers with hers. She didn't pull away.

Back at the girls house, Loke stopped just outside the door. "Well, goodnight." he said.

"I was wrong. You can do romance." Morganna conceded, smiling. Without warning, Loke bent down and pressed his lips to hers. His hands were on her waist, and hers wrapped around his neck. Morganna pulled away slightly, her brow furrowed.

"Loke, I had a wonderful night, and you're an amazing guy, but I think that there's someone else. I'm sorry." Morganna said apologetically.

"What a shame. Well, if I've helped you realise who your true love is, then this night was worth it. Goodnight, my lady."

"Goodnight, my good sir." Morganna gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before walking into the house.

Aww, poor Loke! I liked writing this chapter a lot. I think this mini-filler arc was just to tell you a little more about Morganna and get some other characters involved. The tango scene was based on a dance that I saw on Strictly Come Dancing, but I can't remember who danced it. And I put in the thing about flauting because my friend who plays the flute always corrects me. But who is this mysterious other person? Well, my friends know because I've told them about my latest OTP. But can you guess? I wonder….

By the way, my update speed is probably going to slow down because I've got mock exams in two weeks. So I'll be revising, but I will try to keep posting.