A/N: I should be more careful about what I wish for - I wanted for more time to write and now I'm stuck in an ever-growing holiday due to the coronavirus. About the fic - I edited it so much today before I ended satisfied - and the edits late at night did more harm than good - but I hope you like it.


"No! You need to put more love in - love! Unless you pour your love in your skating - and you are not putting even a half of your love now - you will never move your audience! Close your eyes and focus on that thing that makes your heart flutter; dream that you have it everywhere around you and let it move." Sherry smiled - and then shouted horrified, "No! Open your eyes before you start skating!"

"Open eyes, close eyes! Decide finally!"

The day had begun pleasantly. Lyon had finally listened to her and decided to team with Gray and make the greatest ice rink she had ever seen. She could not wait to test her skills on it - except Babasama had finally decided to try ice skating, too.

"Why would I go to that head-in-clouds mage?" Babasama answered when Sherry offered Lyon as a teacher. "Plus, he has no idea how a lady has to act on the ice! And I've always wanted to learn some of those fancy spins and pierrots" - Sherry had winced at the way her guildmaster pronounced pirouette - "and you seem to do them the best! Can't you puppet-master my skates the way you control your other dolls?"

Sherry had not given up on her pleasant day; from her experience with Sherria, teaching skating was not hard at all. Of course, the student also tended to change the experience. Babasama had decided today she would be even sourer than before - a grapefruit cooked in lemon juice for a few hours. The two women had been skating for half an hour and Sherry's love had reached its limits.

"You should never skate with your eyes closed - do you know how many things you could slam in?" Explaining this to a young girl had felt normal; lecturing a guildmaster older than she seemed almost like a joke. "I'll share with you my love - watch me skating once again and try to copy me. Until you find your own love, I'll be your beacon!"

Love - even magic came second to its power. It moved Sherry's legs over the ice, it spread her hands backward - like angel's wings. Her inspiration - Lyon, Toby, Cherria and all other people she had welcomed in her life - propelled her forward, higher and higher. The heart beating in her chest - faster and faster - held all that love she had built up over the years. Sherry jumped and spun in the air - trying to sprinkle her love to the world everywhere.

Her skates gently touched the lake. She turned to Babasama. "You don't have to copy the part with the jump; my love sent me flying too high there. Any other questions?"

Babasama looked up to Sherry's face and harshly scolded her, "You closed your eyes during the jump! But it was a perfect spin, I'll admit that!