Hello everyone, thank you so much for the reviews, follows and favorites. I never imagined that it would be so well received. Furthermore I noticed that the names from the totems were slightly misspelled so from now on they will be with the correct spelling. Enjoy

"Lucy awkwardly stood in front of the two other mages. She didn't want to let go of Pappa and simultaneously was to self-conscious to look anywhere near them. She hardly heard Evergreen talking over the lacrima instead training all her focus on the little totem noticing that one of his little wings was bitten off. "Lucy?" Pappa asked, "is something wrong?" He began to shift a little, a clear sign that Bickslow was getting closer.
"Lucy felt her cheeks heat up. She couldn't say that she was intimidated by the presence of Bickslow's friends, ecspecially Freed, or how he would react to seeing her there. Even if she wanted to flee the scene, she couldn't abandon the little totem. She had to stay with him until he was back with his daddy. "It's nothing really," she muttered.
"Nothing?" Pappa decided that it didn't matter. She was clearly nervous. Why he didn't understand. Bickslow and his friends were maybe rough around the edges, private and had been slightly of course not to long ago but they were good and loyal people. He resolved himself to keep her mind occupied with other things than were currently running through the blonds head. He may not know exactly what was bothering her but he could help like she helped him. So he began to ask her about her favorite pastimes, foods and all sort of mundane things. They found out they shared a love for romance novels. Lucy, totally forgetting her previous nervousness, told Pappa excitingly about her own story.

Meanwhile with Bickslow...

"Pappa!" Bickslow shouted whilst frantically looking around. He was flying on his totems searching for the lost one. "Come on man, this isn't funny anymore. Where are you?" He began to feel antsy, the totem had never been so long away from him. Pappa had been the one to convince him they could pull of the new move. Fat chance Bickslow'd thought but he had trusted his oldest friend. Without the guidance and support from Pappa he wouldn't be where he was now. Lying dead in the gutter was more like it. He shook his head and plastered a smile on his face. It never did any good to think about those times. Feeling the walls getting back up he shouted again for his little totem. Mind back to how it happened. The move had, as Bickslow had predicted, failed. His little friends all flew in various directions, totally out of control. He had found the first four easily. However Pippi had gotten stuck in the mud and he'd only gotten to hear Pappa's cry for help when it was already almost to late. He'd pulled Pippi as fast as he could out of the brown stuff, though it was for naught. The dog had ran away.
"If you don't shout now I won't help you reading tonight," Bickslow singsonged. He hardly finished the last note when he felt his lacrima buzzing. He pulled it out of his pocket watching how Evergreen's image materialized.
"Medusa lovely to see you again, my fair maiden," he quipped. The fairy mage glared at him.
"Shut up, can you never take anything seriously?" She closed her fan with an angry snap. "Lucy has found Pappa. She's with us at the guild hall." Not bothering to wait for an, unquestionable perverted, answer she broke off the connection.
"Come on babies!" Bickslow shouted out eager, "let's get our comrade out of the bosom of our very own Cosplayer." The totems turned around zooming as fast as they could to the guild hall.

After just a couple of minutes they arrived. Bickslow jumped of the totems, burst through the door, ran up the stairs and came to a screeching halt when he saw where Pappa was, comfortably nestled between Lucy's breasts. A lecherous grin formed on his face. "Mind if I join the party?" he asked suggestively. As he'd hoped Lucy turned a brilliant shade of red. She'd was just telling Pappa that he was welcome to read her novel. Though she wasn't comfortable to let Bickslow read it to him or just turn the pages, as Pappa had suggested, too afraid Bickslow would read the steamier paragraphs. It would be all over the guild hall if he got wind of it, she was positive about that. And speaking of the devil...
"I- I-," she stammered, "I..." Luckily she was saved by the little totem. He flew up thrilled to see the seith mage again.
"Daddy, sorry sorry sorry sorry," he kept repeating himself.
"Yeah, you sure have to be sorry. To keep those lovely cushions for yourself." Pappa knew Bickslow had forgiven him for his miscalculation. He had been wrong and dearly paid the price. Though he had gotten something out of it, it wasn't something he wanted to repeat. "Mind sharing them the next time?" He waggled lewdly his eyebrows looking at Luce from head to toe.
"Lucy smiled at the two, still feeling out of balance but happy that Pappa was back with Bickslow. "I'll just, I'm gonna..," she haltingly said trailing of. "Bye," she brought out a bit too forcefully not looking at any of the members from the Thunder Legion. She turned around and ran down the stairs again, fleeing to the bar. Faintly hearing Freed lecturing Bickslow how he could have been more grateful to her instead of being his usual depraved self.

"A strawberry yogurt please Mira," she told the barmaid hoping her blush had gone away. She would have gone sit by her team but they were away to help in a restaurant. They'd hoped she'd join them, but she had wanted a little alone time in her apartment after the last time Natsu and Gray had demolished it. They had almost destroyed her manuscript and she'd thought a little time away from them would be good for everyone. If she had gone with them she wouldn't have been held accountable for her actions. No doubt they would get in a fight again and destroy their surroundings. Sometimes she was really fed up with the two hotheads, though if she was totally honest she loved tho to dimwits. When she had cleaned her place, she noticed her couch dearly needed replacement. It was fortunate she could get a lovely second hand one, still it ate away at her savings and she'd been short on rent for the month. Hence the solo mission, where she had helped a young couple deciphering their inheritance which was in the form of riddles. Their parents had been in love with all kinds of puzzles and had tried their whole lifes to pass down this love which hadn't succeeded. Though the couple felt bad they didn't do it themselves, they needed the house that came with. With her pregnant from twins there wasn't enough space in their current household. To top it of there came a large sum of money with it, which they used to pay the celestial mage. She'd tried to refuse or get a smaller amount but they had insisted. Citing that they probably never would have gotten it without her.
"Here you go," Lucy heard Mira say. If she wasn't mistaken there was a certain glint in the she-devils eyes.
"Something the matter?" she asked haltingly.
"No nothing," the barmaid sweetly smiled, "I just noticed you coming in with one of Bickslows totems, "that's all." Her smile became even more syrupy. "Mind telling me why?" Her angelic face betrayed nothing about the gears running through her head. Pictures of sweet little blond haired and red eyed babies filled her minds eye.
"Pappa was in trouble so I helped him," was all Lucy said about it. "Either way, have you seen Levi?" She hoped Mira would get the hint and drop the subject. She didn't want to think about their resident pervert in such a way. No matter how good his shoulders looked in his almost medieval get up or how his jaw was perfectly formed. How she wanted to see his lovely red eyes, hardly seen through his visor. 'No, bad Lucy,' she admonished herself, 'don't think about it. It'll only lead to a broken heart.'
Mira pointed to the table where Shadow Gear usually sat. Secretly pleased with what she could see in the all to telling expressions on Lucy's face.
Lucy stood up, thanked Mira for the dessert and went to her blue-haired friend.