'What kind of plot twist is this? How in the holy name did I not realize that Natsu's last name is the same as theirs.'

I mentally hit myself for being so oblivious.

"Lucy, I'm sorry I didn't want you to meet that dick of a son I have somewhat birthed into this world." Did she really just call her son a dick? Eh touché.

"Grandine what happened to that boy? He used to be so cute and adorable." Mom sighs.

'Excuse me? Cute and adorable? Are we talking about the same Natsu?'

"He...changed." Grandine looks toward the door. "Ever since middle school. We don't know what happened."

As that last word came out of Grandine, the whole table went silent.

"AND THEN HE GOT HIMSELF ANOTHER GIRLFRIEND!! A RUDE SLOB ONE THIS TIME!!" Her tone was harsh. I mean it's Lisanna we're talking about. "I PROMISE WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HER I'M GOING TO–"

"Grandine. Enough." Igneel walks back in and stops her for saying something beyond description.

"...Right sorry." She takes a deep breath and composes herself as Igneel sits back down.

"So Lucy, I don't think this is a good time to introduce you two to each other until we settle some things with him."

"Actually…" I explain how I already know who he is and our "relationship" with each other.

"Excuse me...HE DID WHAT?!" Igneel was now the one upset. "Where's that flame brain so I can beat him."

"Lucy is that true?" Mom asks me. Grandine puts her head in her hands and Dad looks like he's going to pop a vessel.

"Lucy I apologize on my son's behalf. The real him isn't like this." Grandine grabs my hand. She opens her mouth and then hesitates.

"Grandine don't say it." Mom picks up Grandine's hesitation.

"But the way it's going...wouldn't be smart to just...you know, call it off?" My eyes widen. That's the smartest thing I heard today. Please call it off. I beg you.

"Grandine, I disagree." I glare at Mom. 'Say one more word to ruin this I dare you.'

"We can figure this out. Plus this was our dream. We just can't give it up." Mom grabs her hands and Grandine looks like she's on the verge of tears.

"You're right." Both smile at each other with sparkles in their eyes. 'You just had to ruin it.'

I hear deep sighs coming from their husbands. They look at each other with sympathy as they shake their heads at their wives.


After dinner, we head to a small den area with a pool table, a large tv, and a small bar. I sit down and take in how loaded this god dang family is. As the fathers sit down at the bar on those swivel chairs, the mothers sit where I am, near the tv, chatting loudly about a topic I really don't want to hear.

"But I promise Lucy can change him for the better!" Mom chirps.

"Are you sure? Natsu is a handful now. I don't want to stress her out." She asks. 'This is already stressing me out.'

"Grandine, she has my blood running through her veins. She has some part of me in her." Grandine nods her head agreeing with Mom's statement.

I move away and head near Dad. He looks at me and pats the empty seat next to him.

"Lucy come. I know you don't want to hear what those vultures are yapping about." Dad sips his drinks. "Wait one moment." He goes to fetch me a drink.

"Mom would kill you if she heard you." I take my drink. "And what did I say about drinking?" He and Igneel laugh.

"I think we get along just fine," Dad says as he moves his drink farther from me.

"Dad." "Just let me drink for today. I need it." I shake my head.

"Say, Lucy, you're a bright student I hear. Top of your class, eh?" I smile out of embarrassment. "You could say that, but it's all hard work. I'm not that smart."

He chuckles. "You don't have to be so modest. I heard wonderful things about you."

I smile. "Ha, of course, she's my wonderful daughter!" Dad boasts.

"Dad what are you saying." He just chuckles. "What, I'm saying the truth."

Then it was Igneel's turn to laugh. "Well, I can say she does take after you."

After some chit chat, I got an urge to use the bathroom. I ask and make my way towards the destination. It was somewhat hard getting there as the place was huge. As I'm heading back, I came across a music room. The door is wide open to a full view of a black, grand piano. I looked into the room, being curious and saw how grand the room was. It's full of many instruments and huge bookcases containing pages and pages of music. Some sheets were spread around the floor as a violin lays out on a chair, its case lingers near. I look down the hallways for anyone and then step into the room. I walk over towards the piano and run my hands across the glossy finish of the wood. I open the lid to see beautiful white and black keys. I touch one, allowing a deep tone to escape from the piano. I smile and sit down. I position myself and play Air by Bach.

An ocean of notes floods the room as the soothing tune makes its way through the quiet house. I drown myself into the music as I don't realize that I'm playing louder than I wanted. It catches the attention of not only the adults in the room down the hall but a certain boy in his room. He walks towards the sound to stop in front of the music room. He sees me playing, captivated by the music or so I believed. He took a step forward before stopping himself. He realized what he was doing and quickly turned around and scurried to his room. As I'm so deep into the music I didn't hear him at all. I finish the song and clapping begins soon after. I look towards the door to see the adults. I instantly get up and close the piano. I walk over to Igneel and Grandine and apologize.

"What are you apologizing for? It's nothing wrong with playing the piano." Grandine says as a smile graced her lips.

"Are you sure? I mean, I didn't ask to play it."

"No it's fine, plus it was nice to finally hear a tone come out of that old thing. Only one person uses this room now. But they play the violin." I look towards the lonely violin.

"The violin?" I question.

"Yes, this room used to be filled with music as my children adored it. But it became silent as they became uninterested towards it anymore. Only occasionally my daughter would play, but it's when she's not busy."

I walk over towards the violin and pick it up. I noticed that the strings are somewhat brand new, only played a few times. The dark wood shines as it has no wear from playing. I plucked the strings only to hear it out of tune.

"Say Ms. Grandine, does your daughter know how to play?" I look towards her. She ponders and then shrugs her shoulders. "I'm not sure."

I pluck the strings again only to tune it back to its correct tune. I place it back down and walk back over to them.

"Well then, shall we head back?" I say as a smile graces my lips.

We head back, leaving the music room empty with no sound. I imagine the expression on their daughter's face as she picks up that violin. If the violin doesn't go through some temperature change, hot or cold, it will still stay tuned. When we head back, we decide to spend the rest of the time playing a game of pool. It was interesting, to say the least. I learned a lot about the Dragneels, even my own family, just because of one game of pool.


I flop only my bed as I take in all of what happened today. I take in the good and bad information. 'The wedding is next Tuesday. Only a week left of preparation.'

The week was set as after school I had plans to complete. I had to get my wedding dress. Choose the location and colors. Invite some of my friends that I know are going to try to kill Natsu. Arrange the wedding reception and so on. It was going to be hectic. But at least it will finally be over. As I spread myself out on the bed, a knock graces it's presence on my door. Too lazy to reply I knock on my headboard. The door opens and I drop my hand down.

"Lucy, don't be so lazy to answer the door." Dad appears and looks at me lazily and sees me spread out across my bed. "Why are you like this?"

"I dunno, better ask my subconscious." I sit up, cross my legs and glance at Dad. "Better?"

"I guess." He says as Happy walks into the room and walks toward his house.

"Dad I'm sitting criss-cross applesauce. What else do you want from me."

He shakes his head and sits next to me. "So?"

"So." I look at him. "So is Mom driving you crazy?" He looks away and scratches his head.

"To be honest, all this marriage stuff is killing me. Your mom is a different story."

"Well then." We look at the door as we hear Mom shuffling around. "Speak of the devil." We chuckle.

"Well, goodnight sunflower." He kissed me on my head and head out.

"Goodnight Dad."

I cover myself in my blanket as sleep takes over my mind.