I might have to... make this... it's own... multi-chaptered fic... someday...

Edit: I am an idiot, and uploaded the wrong requester name at first. It's been fixed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.


Title: Picture Of Health

Pairing: Mard Geer x Lucy

Requester: m0ralinsanity/apriiil

Prompt: "He was the picture of health. Which was amazing considering his lifestyle"


It was hard to take the leader of Zeref's demons seriously whenever he decided to play at being helpful. Mostly because everything that came out of his mouth sounded condescending or half-hypocritical at best.

"You need to incorporate more greens into your diet if you want to live a long life, Heartfilia. Exercise is also key."

Lucy resisted snapping back at the infuriating demon. Greens were hard to come by when one's team was full of meat fanatics and a cake fiend. And given, again, what her team was like she damn well deserved what little downtime she could manage to eke out for herself. She wasn't going to spend that precious time doing even more running around.

No matter how persistent (pesky) Mard Geer became.

It didn't help that Mard himself was the very picture of health - which was amazing, considering his lifestyle.

Mostly because he was dead.

Lucy wasn't sure about the exact mechanics of it, but the demon had most definitely died after Natsu's fight with him. Mard had glossed over the details, saying they were unimportant and all that mattered was that he was The Mard Geer, and that staying dead wasn't particularly appealing to him.

He did profess to it having taken some time to gather up all of his scattered Ethernano particles in order to create a more corporeal form. Even now, he wasn't at full strength - still collecting scattered bits and pieces of his magical components.

What he never bothered to explain was why he had sought Lucy out, two years after Tartaros fell. Nor why he had taken such a vested interest in her continued health and welfare. Lucy suspected it had to do with having survived as long as she did against Tartaros alone, and her subsequent summoning of the Celestial Spirit King. Regardless, there was sure to be some sort of ulterior motive beneath all this

Until she figured it out, it seemed like she was just going to have to live with a fussy, irascible demon intent on interfering with her life.

Joy.