Today is a gloomy, rainy Friday. Slumped onto the couch with my legs propped up, I twirl a pen in my hand as I think about who I should invite. Mom has a list of who she wants to invite, but she allows me to invite some friends. I am accompanied by Levy as she's slumped against me, legs propped onto the armrest. I get up and head to the window, making Levy fall back, flopping on the couch. I look out, watching the rain roll down the window as I sit on the window seal.

"Levy anyone?" I keep looking out the window.

"How about Sting and Rogue." I turn around, feeling a little guilty for not remembering them. "You forgot about them, didn't you. And they're your friends."

I walk over and lean on the back of the couch. "I'm sorry, I've been busy." She looks up and laughs. I take the pen and in a swift movement, I write their names down.


After an hour of thinking, we finally wrote enough people. This is the list:

1.Sting

2.Rogue

3.Erza

4.Wendy

5.Juvia

6.Cana

Cana is a relative of mine. Wendy and Erza are in the book club with me which I head to on Thursdays. Juvia and I share a home economics class which she is very good at. We head upstairs, scurrying like excited puppies. We give Mom the list and she approves, now the only thing left is to tell them...and I forgot about that. So we decided to have a sleepover at my house, a meeting to be exact, both of us splitting the list.

We called them and all of them agreed to stay over. We give them the time and Levy and I start to get prepared. We grab our bags and head out of the grocery store. We gather snacks and drinks, our shopping cart getting full by the second. When we left, we scurry back to the house since the bags were super heavy.

"Lev, I think we overspent and got too much." I nervously laugh as I see the pile of junk food.

"I think you're right." She picks up a bag of chips, opening one. "Levy." She places a chip in her mouth. "What? You said we had too much, so I'll just reduce it." She puts another in her mouth.

Just then Mom and Dad come downstairs to see the pile.

"Woah, well take some." Both start to take some and then rush back to drop them off, coming back down. They walk to the kitchen to fetch some drinks and then disappear back upstairs. "Have fun!" I hear Mom yell.

We both look at each other and laugh.

"Well that takes care of that problem."


After moving to another room inside the house it was like a den to relax, not as fancy as the Dragneel's but comfortable enough. We lay down three large futons and lots of pillows and blankets. The room is bare except for a large couch pressed against one wall facing a tv. Other than that there's a small clear through drawer which holds movies and video games near the tv. Leaving a very large space on the floor only covered with a large rug. Suddenly the doorbell rings. I head to the door and answer it.

"Hello—Oh dang you guys are early." In front of me stands Sting and Rogue with a duffle bag sling over their shoulders.

"Well, we were bored of waiting and wanted to do something." I chuckle and let them inside.

I lead them to the den and allow them to place their things down.

They start to help out with the preparations. Then a sudden scratch at the door and cry is heard from the other side of the door, starting both boys. I and Levy let out a stifled laugh, I composed myself before asking the boys if they're okay.

I open the door to let in Happy. He prances around and when he sees Sting and Rogue, he runs up to them and starts to climb Stings leg. I chuckle at their faces, full of excitement.

"A cat?!? Lucy, is this yours?" Sting picks up him and cuddles him. "He's sooo adorable!!"

I laugh and let them play with the cat. A little while later, it was 6 o'clock meaning that the other four should be arriving. And speak of the devil, the doorbell rings once again. And again, four more people pile in.

We all sit down and talk, I introduce everyone, letting each one get comfortable with each other. As they get settled in, munching on food and chugging down drinks, I begin.

"Ahem, welcome to our meeting," I explained the situation so far and I got the same reaction.

"Now before any question and exclamations, one to invite you, two to ask the girls, sorry boys, to be bridesmaids, and three two of you to speak."

"You don't have to worry about us not being your bridesmaids, we will do anything to support you." Ezra stares, placing a hand over her heart.

"Yep, whatever trouble you're in, we'll be right there for you," Cana says slinging an arm around me.

"I can do the speech!" Levy says.

"Same here," Sting says.

"Juvia has a question?" She asked.

"Yeah?" "Who are you marrying?" Levy, Sting, Rogue, and I turn our heads.

"Wait, you three know?!" Cana yells. "Tell us!" Wendy says.

"It's uhh…" I start. They lean in waiting for the answer to escape my mouth. "It's Natsu." The whole room goes silent.

"WHAT!" Wendy stands up. "YOU'RE MARRYING MY BROTHER—" She quickly puts a hand over her mouth.

'Wait, brother?!?'

"Wendy, what do you mean "brother"?" She hesitantly laughs and sits back down with a sigh.

"It's a long story."

"Well, I want to hear it." I pressed.

"Well I'm as you now know, is Natsu's sister. He didn't want anyone to know I was related to him, so I didn't say anything."

"Then why is your last name different? His is Dragneel and yours is Marvell. " Ezra says.

"I put in a fake name."

"Wow, such commitment to your brother's happiness." Her face goes grim.

"It seems like the only way I could help him be happy." I linger on her words.

'Be happy? What exactly happened to him in middle school

"So I'm going to be your sister-in-law?" I questioned.

"It seems so."

"Well, what a turn of events."