LucyxBacchus
Fluff
Fragile
She looked like a weak little angel, but he learned the hard way she was anything but that.
Bacchus leered at the blonde celestial mage, "You're a pretty one you know. Maybe even prettier than Cana. Wanna make a bet?" Lucy snorted,
"Not on your life." Bacchus' eyes lit up,
"How about this? We fight and whoever's the winner gets to make the loser do whatever they want." Lucy eyed him warily,
"You just want to get me in bed don't you pervert?" Bacchus laughed,
"What? Afraid of getting beaten? You're a slip of a girl, nothing like Elfman. I could probably beat you without even getting drunk!" Lucy's eyes narrowed,
"I think I'll take you up on that bet." She signaled Mira who came over right away with a cheery grin,
"What can I help you with Lucy?"
"I need you to act as the judge of my fight against Bacchus."
"Sure! Let's head to the outside arena."
The two headed out and Mira was careful to stand in the middle. She brought her hand down and shouted, "Begin!" Lucy instantly unfurled her whip and twirled, activating her Fleuve d'Toiles. It lengthened and continued the swirling pattern making a shield. Bacchus merely smirked as he lunged forward, preparing to break the shield, however the moment his hand got in between the whip's spirals, it curled around his wrist. Lucy held up a key and intoned calmly while looking him in the eye,
"Open, Gate of the Scorpion, Scorpio."
"We are! How can I be of service to you today Lucy?!" Lucy replied smoothly,
"Help me teach this drunkard a lesson Scorpio. He wants to take me to bed." The spirit's eyes narrowed at that,
"We are. We won't let that happen Lady Lucy, so you don't need to worry about that." Lucy nodded as Scorpio began flinging sand at the partially trapped man. Bacchus merely laughed as he twisted and jumped, dodging most of the blasts. Scorpio adjusted for each and every one with his Sand Buster. Lucy held up a hand,
"That's enough Scorpio." The man nodded at her as he dissolved into golden light. Lucy tilted her head, "I wonder how you would fair against a sea goat." Bacchus blinked at her, not understanding. "Open, Gate of the Sea Goat, Capricorn."
And then a goat clad in a butler suit appeared before him. Bacchus was taken aback. He had never seen this guy before. Exactly who was he?
And then he was bombarded by punches and hoof kicks that certainly would have hurt if he hadn't managed to jump, flip, and twist his body in the air to avoid said kicks. Bacchus tried to reach for his flask, but Lucy wouldn't let him. Lucy smirked,
"Make the great Bacchus Groh my slave for the day? Sounds like something I can't pass up. Open, Gate of the Maiden! Virgo!" Her ever loyal pink haired maid Spirit showed up,
"How may I assist Lucy-hime?" Luce grinned,
"Chain him up Virgo, nice and tight. He needs punishment, for trying to bed me." Virgo smiled viciously,
"Gladly Hime." Her chains shot out and snaked around Bacchus. He really had his work cut out for him. But he wasn't an S-Class mage for nothing. So he flipped and tricked until one of Virgo's chains finally caught him across the face. Lucy slipped in, and grabbed his flask.
"I'm curious to what you'll do now if I break your gourd." To prove her word she smashed the gourd against the ground. It shattered.
Lucy withdrew her whip, but it didn't really matter because her Spirit still had him chained. She then cracked it, and sent it hurling towards him. He barely saw it coming, but then it was wrapped around his neck and choking him. She spoke coolly,
"Cede." Bacchus couldn't do anything but nod. She released him, "I am not weak and I am not fragile. Don't make the same mistake again." It was safe to say Bacchus never underestimated Lucy from that day out. He never thought her as fragile or weak again.