A/N: Hey guys! I'm super happy today as I got my first A in German! I hope your life is just as good! Here's the next chapter!
Skates glided over the ice. As if she were a fairy, Ever flew with blinding speed. The queen of the winter - beautiful and cruel like the snowstorms that covered the whole world with icy crystals - would never lose. She heard the notes in her thoughts - the music from the first ballet she had listened to.
Air glistened with fairy dust as Ever spun around, trying to copy the movements she fondly remembered. The golden particles stuck to her green clothes and her glasses - it would take a very thought washing to remove them without blowing them up. Since Ever at least needed to see, she stopped, took off her glasses and - with closed eyes - gently rubbed off the dust. Then she threw it in the air - as far and as high as she could. It exploded - messy, smoky fireworks.
Now back to skating - metal cut through the layer of ice. Ever glided in a straight line as fast as she could. The wind blew the wings - a magical coat she had bought so long ago that she could not remember her life without it - and she could fly up any moment.
Ever jumped. The fabric wings came to life and - pushed by the inertia - she flipped back in the air and stood on the ice. Her unique thing - nobody in Fairy Tail: neither Gray, nor Freed, nor even Titania herself could do it. A trick befitting a true fairy!
Applauds came from Ever's left. She jumped to see who it was - almost falling on the ice. Who would dare watch her secret movements?
"I got dizzy by watching that," said Laxus from the snowy banks of the lake. Two metal blades glistened on his feet.
"Boss, I never thought I'd see you skating," replied Ever. Her mouth twitched; she tried to force her smile away with little luck, making her look like those gremlins from fairy tales.
"That makes us two," Laxus admitted. "I have never wanted to wear those sharp things on my feet, but Freed can be quite persuasive. But I didn't know that you can skate either."
"I can," Ever said dryly. "Haven't you seen the grace one needs to move over the ice? Haven't you seen the style and the beauty? Haven't you watched at least one show on ice?" Her voice rose higher and higher - by now it could crack the ice had Gray not made it unbreakable. "If I dream to be as gracious as fairies, I must learn to move like them - and what is closer to their movements than this?"
To emphasize, Ever skated over the ice - a tiny part from a dance - throwing bits of fairy dust. She was the queen of the ice - a powerful fairy that summoned the most fierce snowstorms…
"I get it… I guess." was all Laxus could say when Ever asked him after the short performance.
