This one took me a little longer to come up with.
I own nothing.
Levy walked into the house she shared with Lucy to find Lucy and Cana preparing to draw something on the hardwood floors of the living room. They'd shoved the furniture against the walls and Lucy had pulled out a plethora of white and purple candles that were situated all over the room.
"What are you doing?"
Both women jumped and said, "Nothing."
On the island, Levy noticed a glass of clear liquid. She sniffed it then took a sip and made a blegh face. "Vodka? You hate vodka. You only drink it when-" She stopped when she realized both of her friends were sheepishly refusing to look at her. Well, Lucy was. Cana was probably halfway to drunk. "Really? You're doing trance work?"
"We are opening our third eye. Well Lulu is."
"Why?"
Cana stumbled over to Levy. "Because she won't rely on these-" she squeezed her own boobs- "to get a guy."
"Seriously? Is this the best use of this kind of magic?"
"The third eye often recognizes things that our conscious mind doesn't. I just want a list of potential dates for the dance."
"A list? Why do you need a list of men?"
"Laxus," Lucy said blandly. "Natsu."
"Okay. That's a valid point."
"I have a week until the dance. That gives me a week to see who will run off courtesy of Laxus and Natsu."
"Couldn't you use one of the predictive algorithm apps like every other woman on campus?" She flinched when Lucy glared at her. "Nope. Of course not. What was I thinking? Oh, yeah. That this is a bad idea," Levy muttered but didn't stop Lucy when she went back to drawing an eye of the floor.
The two women sat on the two points with a brown candle between them. As an additional precaution, Levy drew runes around them before sitting down on the couch to watch. Cana took Lucy's hand and pricked her finger with a needle. The blood dripped into the candle and sizzled.
"Tell me. Tell me who has been attracted to this body. Tell me. Tell me who has lusted for this body." Cana was usually tipsy because it kept her conscious mind from stifling her magic. The general lightness that vodka caused was why it was her liquor of choice for spells like this.
Her handwriting in the notepad as she inscribed the names of the men and women that their beautiful friend attracted would be half legible. However, by the third page, Lucy and Levy both knew that there'd be plenty of options. The candle flickered out and Cana stopped writing.
"Here. I'm gonna go sleep this vodka off," she said, stumbling towards the stairs.
Lucy helped her up the stairs to the guest bedroom before rejoining Levy in the living room.
"Hm…nope. No. No. Maybe. Not again." Some names took longer to decipher. She wasn't particularly interested in women, so she was crossing them off. "Not a chance in hell," she said, nearly stabbing one name.
When Lucy wasn't looking, Levy looked at the last name. It was nearly illegible through Lucy's scratches: Kaleb Pradesh. She bit her lip to keep from giggling and noticed that the other Pradesh men only had one scratch through them.
PSA: Meditation is a better way to open the third eye. It's just not nearly as interesting.