Lucy entered the master bedroom of their house on a surprisingly cold winter day a couple of months later and found her husband flat on his back in the middle of the bed, legs and arms splayed out. It looked strange, like something was wrong, and dammit—something better have been wrong. He promised to cook her a delicious dinner and she came home to nothing. Nothing!

"What's wrong?"

He stared up at the ceiling. "The most terrible thing has happened."

"Stop being dramatic! Someone promised me kabobs and a big green salad. No excuses, I want food!"

He sat up and held something between his fingers.

Lucy approached him and took the little yellowish-white pebble. "What is this?"

"I think it's a kidney stone," he answered as he flopped back down.

She dropped it on the nightstand because it actually a little bit gross to her. "You passed a kidney stone?!"

"I did. It was awful."

Laxus really didn't mind most of the aging process, but once in a while, life reminded him that he was getting old. He wasn't in bad health, but a man in his late forties just isn't the same as he was twenty years before.

Lucy sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you okay?"

"That all depends on how much grief you intend to give me about going to a doctor," he earnestly answered.

His wife leaned over him and at first, he thought she was going to kiss him, but instead she just stared at him with a somewhat rude and perturbed expression. "You peed a rock. You're going to the doctor. It's not even up for debate."

Laxus answered, "Never. Laugher is the best medicine. Tell me a joke. A blonde joke."

"This is serious! Stop trying to get on my nerves!"

"Gramps had kidney stones too. He didn't die. He just got to experience the hellish experience of trying to push something out of one's body with horrific, bloody results. You can't imagine the pain."

"…he says to the woman that gave birth to his children…" she answered.

"Oh, right. Holy shit, that must have been awful. Ugh," he cringed as he remembered his pain, unable to imagine how terrible it must have been to eject an entire person from the body.

Lucy snuggled up and rested her head on his shoulder. "We used to be one of the hot young wizard couples. Now we're going to be grandparents, I'm going through menopause, and you have kidney stones. We really are getting old."

"I could do without the pissing of blood and rocks, but the rest has been tolerable. Except your freezer blanket. The freezer blanket can go to hell, I hate waking up to frozen junk, although that sounds nice right about now."

She kissed his cheek. "I'm going to go get you some medicine and some whiskey, then I'll fix us something to eat, okay?"

He smiled. "You're so good to me."

"I love you, so I can't help it. I hope you feel better soon, Baby. And you're going straight to the doctor in the morning. Don't argue with me about it. You need to save your strength to drink more water like I've been saying for two decades. I hope the doctor writes a big fat prescription for 'I told you so.'"

Her husband rolled his eyes. "Babe, why would I need that? I'm married. I have a supply of 'I told you so's' that's probably going to last longer than I will."

"I'll have it carved on my gravestone just so you can't escape spousal foresight, even in eternity."

"It scares me that you can say something so morbid in such a cheery voice."

Lucy kissed him and said, "It's really not that morbid. I just need you to know even in death you won't escape me. It's kind of sweet."

"That creeps the hell out of me and makes me very happy at the same time," he said, staring up at the ceiling. Then he turned his head to her. "I think I like you."

"I think I like you too," she answered.

"If my dick didn't feel like I pissed a grenade, I'd hit that so hard."

Lucy kissed him again. "You'll feel better if you just rest and take it easy. You've got to take better care of yourself."

When Lucy came down to make dinner, she found the house was weirdly quiet. Lex was spending the night with Crash, Mavis was on her way back from a job, Layla and Anna no longer lived in the house, and Yuri who was supposed to be gone had come in early from his job and was in the kitchen with Lex's hamster cage with a black eye and bandages around his wrist.

"How was your job?"

"It was good. Little fight, nothing serious," he said, a hint of tension in his voice.

"What are you doing with the cage, anyway? It's kind of exciting his hamster had babies. I feel like everyone is pregnant lately except me, and that makes me happy," she said.

Yuri nervously said, "So, I was walking past his room and I thought I'd see if they'd gotten any bigger."

"Is that blood?" she asked.

Her son explained, "It looks like one of them left the nest, so she killed and ate it."

Lucy covered her mouth. "Oh my. I'm glad Lex didn't find that."

"Yes, he's too young," her son answered.

"To learn about the circle of life?"

"To learn what mothers are really like."

She made a face at him and stuck out her tongue. "It's true. Just because I didn't kill and eat you in front of your siblings doesn't mean I didn't think about it at least once."

Yuri got rid of the evidence of the crime, put the cage back in his brother's room, and then after washing up, helped his mom make a start with dinner.

Lucy smiled while he was chopping carrots and was quite proud of herself as a mother. All of her kids, regardless of gender, were capable of doing everything to take care of themselves. That included cooking, doing laundry, cleaning, and the skills wizards needed, like fighting and outdoor survival. Despite the fact their kids didn't do everything the way their parents might have preferred, they were all excellent people.

"How are things going with Lilia?" she asked.

Yuri grinned a little. "We both changed a lot, you know. But I think it's good. We just have to get to know each other again. I was a little unnerved at first, and I think she was too, but I really like the person she is now, and I think she likes me too."

"I'm glad. You guys were crazy when you were teenagers. I was ready to pull my hair out when you two were younger. I'm glad she had an opportunity to live on her own. Being independent as a woman is a really great thing. There are times I wish all your sisters had some time to be on their own, but I don't want any of you to leave me," she said.

"She's soft. Her hands and her personality and her everything. I guess wizards are kind of rough. Everyone says that, but I don't really know what other people are like," he said.

Lucy just adored all of her children, but she really did have a little bit of a soft spot for Yuri.

Who didn't want to squeeze him and kiss that handsome face?

Yuri blushed at his mother beaming at him like she was. "What is it?"

"I just love you, that's all."

"Love you too, Mom."

Shew threw the last ingredients into her pan and said, "You want to go for a walk with your sister? Your dad is uhhh…a little under the weather and he usually goes with her for a walk before dinner if Iggy's gone."

"That guy is gone all the time," her son answered.

"That guy has a lot of bills, and he's saving up so he can stay home after this job until after they're born. Twins can be born premature. Plus, Anna's going to need a lot more help at the end and right after they get here. Iggy is doing the best he can to take care of his little family. It'll be easier for you when you start your family. You're older, cheap with yourself, and good at saving money," his mother explained.

Yuri sheepishly grinned. "Thanks, I think."

And then, she asked, "Since Anna and Layla are gone, have you been trying to match your own clothes?"

"I asked Mavis to help."

"Uhhh…don't do that. Let Mama help you. You're colorblind and your sister was a living, breathing troll in her previous life. I'm sure she lived under a bridge and ate billy goats," she said.

Yuri scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "How bad is it?"

"You're wearing a pink shirt and green pants. The sad thing is you don't know how terrible that is."

He put on his coat so he could go outside. "Better?"

He was a vision of a young Laxus, and that only made her grin harder. "Perfect."

When he headed across the street to take his sister for her walk, he found his seven-months-pregnant sister trying to reorganize a closet. She was pushing a box up with a grunt of exertion when the box suddenly became weightless and went on the shelf.

"Two things: please lock your front door. And I know you're not supposed to be lifting anything," Yuri said as he pushed it up into place.

Anna rolled her eyes. "I'm pregnant, not sick."

"For a person who isn't sick, you puke a lot."

"That's not funny. You have no idea what it's like. And you're never going to know, because you're a guy. Men just have no business presuming about pregnant women. Just wait until Iggy gets home, he'll be running around like a chicken with his head cut off," she said.

Yuri stared at her with one brow raised slightly, wondering how she could just so matter-of-factly live when she had two whole people living inside of her. He was staring at her belly when it suddenly protruded on one side, and then shifted outward completely misshapen, and then stuck out somewhere else.

Anna put her hands on her belly and rubbed it. "Do you want to feel?"

He reached out and put his hands on her shirt, and felt pressure on the other side of his hand. "Was that a kick?"

"Probably a headbutt," she said.

Yuri smiled. "That's amazing. What does it feel like to you?"

"Like I swallowed a bucket of drunk, angry snakes."

He helped her put on her coat and shoes and they went out into the cold. Magnolia usually had reasonably chill winters, but this winter had been cold and there was even a little bit of snow on the ground.

As they walked he had his hands in his pockets and she had hers on her belly, rubbing it lovingly.

Anna held onto his arm when they got to the steps that led down to the Riverwalk, and then said, "Sorry to grab you. I can't see my feet. My babies are getting pretty big."

"I'm excited to meet them. My goal is to be favorite uncle. I only have to compete with Lex, and I figure I have an advantage since I can buy my nephews stuff all the time if I want," he said.

"Please don't spoil them. The grandparents are bad enough. Have your own babies, and then you'll see," she said.

Yuri shook his head. "I'm not quite ready for that. Being an uncle is enough for me for now. You're going to be a really good mom though. You're a lot like Mom. Iggy's a good guy too. I'm happy for you. The itty bitties are going to have a really good family. You'll let me know if you need anything, right? Anything at all."

"You'll always be my big brother, you know. I'm proud you're trying to match your own clothes lately. It'll get better."

He grimaced. "Why didn't anyone tell me? Mavis did it."

Anna said, "We thought you were trying to do it all by yourself."

A snowball hit him on the back of the head and Mavis ran to walk on Anna's other side. She'd sniffed out her siblings when she got off the train and felt this was an acceptable form of 'hello.'

Yuri scooped some snow off the ground and when he threw the snowball back, Mavis expertly ducked and he hit Anna squarely in the belly.

"Oh no! Are you okay?" he frantically asked.

Mavis pointed at him. "Monster! Attacking a pregnant woman."

"You're the monster, dressing our handsome brother like a clown!" Anna said, apparently unbothered by the snowball, "and if I could bend over far enough to reach the ground, I would bury you in snowballs! Just you wait until I get these babies out of me!"

Mavis shrugged. "I'm not worried. When you have your babies, you'll have even more mean little people to terrorize you."

Anna frowned. "Oh my God…you're right."

"The way I see it, there's a good chance one of them will take after me. I mean, you're probably hoping you have tall, nice boys like Yuri, but in reality, you could just have two little me's in there," she teased.

"You're terrible!" Anna exclaimed.

Mavis held up a bag. "…terrible, with a whole bag of your favorite chocolate pastries from that bakery in Shirotsume Town."

"Okay, I love you! You went all the way there from your job just for me?" she asked.

"You said you had a craving, right? Angry and hungry is bad combination for a mother. I had my suspicions, but I just came from the house, and Mom told me about the hamster."

"Lex's hamster?" Anna asked in confusion.

Yuri pulled on Mavis' ponytail when Anna wasn't looking. "You don't want to know."

Mavis retaliated by shocking him when Anna wasn't looking, and while the mother-to-be stopped by the rail to indulge in her pastries in the freezing cold (which actually felt quite nice since she was hot all the time), she was grateful for her loving family.

Of course, she knew they were electrocuting each other behind her back, but as long as she could eat and be happy, she didn't care in the least.

Anna was happy it was cold and the dragons weren't particularly bothered by it because they had more natural resistance to it. So they walked along the river, and Anna summoned Loke to throw snowballs at her sister while she ate.

Yuri was about to crown himself snowball king of the family when he was hit upside the head with one huge snowball lobbed by Layla.

"Layla?!"

His sister put her hands on her hips. "My husband is going to be at the border for a couple of weeks, and I was bored at the castle. I figured I'd come by and see what you guys were up to."

Yuri hugged her, and then Layla walked up to Anna with her arms out.

"Oh my God, Anna, my baby sister, you're enormous! You poor thing, what did that terrible man do to you?" she asked, shocked, and then laughing as she hugged her sister and squeezed her hands. "You're so big! Can I?"

Anna nodded.

Layla put her hands on her sister's belly. "Hello, baby boys! I can't wait to meet you! I'm going to be your favorite auntie!"

Mavis muttered, "Fat chance…"

"What? Did you just call me fat?"

Mavis glared. "I didn't, but now that you mention it, you're bigger than I remember."

"I didn't get bigger, you just became a smaller, more insufferable little ant!" Layla answered.

So Mavis grew to over thirty feet tall using Titan Magic. "Who's an ant now?"

Anna sighed and looked at Yuri. "Well, that got weird. Let's go get Lex. I bet Mom and Dad would like to have everyone at home for dinner. We should buy some more food too. Mom's probably not expecting a full house."

So when Laxus finally came down to eat dinner, he found his entire family was home and gathered around the table, sans boyfriends and girlfriends.

It had been so long since they were all together around the table, just the family, that he and Lucy felt very happy. The dinner was like medicine for them as parents whose kids were starting to live their own lives. Of course, Iggy and Sam were technically family, and Iggy was around often, but as parents they still needed to have just their kids together sometimes.

While they wouldn't admit it, the parents were so glad their children still wanted to be that close, and that they saw the importance of being able to still spend time together with the family. Lex was excited to have all his siblings together too, even if they spent part of the time teasing him about all the girls he'd prefer to spend his life hiding from.

With all of them together, the parents could see that their children were all happy.

Yuri was excited about his future, Layla was a blissfully happy young wife, and Anna had so much excitement in her life it made everyone else in the family excited. Then there was Mavis, and they were happy to have one like her. She was not in a hurry to get married and still refused to acknowledge Baby Orga as her boyfriend despite having entertained his affections since before she was even a teenager.

Lex was always a happy kid, although he was extra excited about his hamster babies and no one gave him the cold hard truth about angry animal mothers.

Layla said, "Lex, Princess Hikari wants you to come to her birthday party."

"No, thanks."

His answer was quick, and simple. He'd learned this was the path to least destruction when it came to girls but that doom was generally unavoidable.

Lucy answered, "She's a nice girl."

"Jane isn't," he answered.

Laxus found Lex was wise beyond his years for understanding that if he went to the Princess' birthday, he'd have hell to pay with Jane Dragneel and probably her Fullbuster rival as well. Worst case scenario, they would team up and punish him for daring to have fun with another girl.

Layla teased, "You better be nice. The Princess might have you put in the dungeon."

From Lex's point of view, the world was ruled by powerful women who would get him if he did the wrong thing. There was his mom, all of his sisters, then the girls at the guild, some girls in his class who liked to bicker over who got to pet his hair or play with him, and now the princess too. It was always a woman standing between him and trouble.

Laxus decided to try and offer him a little encouragement. "Or, maybe you could be King of Fiore."

Lucy thought about that and her head tilted sideways. "That's kind of scary…"

"It is…I take that back. To the dungeon with you, little dragon," Laxus said.

Lex despondently sighed. "Okay…"

Laxus briefly reflected on how many people in the Magic Council would shit bricks if a Dreyar become the supreme ruler of the country, and that made him happy. And, when he looked across the table, he saw his daughter Layla had a ticket on the same train of thought and was equally amused.

They looked up and smirked at one another.

Anna's babies decided to become excessively lively in the middle of the meal, and Layla turned her attention to her sister's belly.

"This makes me want to go home and get pregnant right now," she gleefully said.

Then she looked up and found her father and both of her brothers appeared slightly disgusted and not at all amused by this comment. Her mother had stars in her eyes, which was actually a little creepy.

Mavis said, "It makes me take double-doses of birth control."

"I don't think that's healthy. Please don't do that," her mother said.

After dinner, and dessert, and sitting around the table for what felt like a lifetime, the kids eventually scattered, except for Layla, who stayed with her parents after everyone else had gone on to bed.

She washed dishes, handing them off to her father while her mother sat at the table with a glass of wine.

Lucy said, "Layla, you want a glass?"

"Sure."

Laxus scowled, "…are you pregnant? It's okay if you are. You're married. You don't have to pretend. Drinking is no good if you have a baby on the way."

Layla stared at him, blankly.

Lucy laughed.

His daughter asked, "Dad, why do you think that I'm pregnant?"

"You're glowing. You've gained weight. You're excited about babies."

Layla's fake eye started to glow, which was generally a sign the world was about to be subjected to her wrath. By that point, it was a subconscious reflex and one of the best indicators of exactly how angry the little blonde could get.

"I don't have a baby, just a bad habit of eating in bed with my husband. Sam eats all the time. He's like a gigantic human garbage disposal. I eat nothing compared to him, but who puts on the weight? Me. Don't worry. I have a handle on this, and I am going to be back to my sexy, slim self in no time," she said, taking a sip from the glass her mother offered.

Lucy answered, "Layla, I hate to break it to you, but you will probably never weight as little as you did on the day you got married. From here on out, you're going to be with an overeating monster who tempts you constantly. Assuming you're able to fight that off, then he gets you pregnant and your fate is sealed. And even if you keep it off by the numbers, your tummy is doomed."

"I'm not going to be a fat mom. I'll just have a cute little baby bump, and I'll lose it right away. No stretch marks or gross stuff," she argued.

Her mother took another sip of her wine. "That's exactly how it works."

Her husband asked, "Why are you lying to our child?"

"Because I want more itty bitties!"

Laxus asked, "Do you prefer drinking when they're all here?"

"Yes, it's more fun that way," his wife answered.

He decided to leave her wife to her wine and her oldest daughter. It seemed like they really just wanted to stay up drinking and talking about their husbands anyway, which made him an unwanted party to the conversation. Since he felt it was probably important for Lucy to impart advice into her as a newly married young woman living far from home, he went on to his study.

When drunk mother and daughter finally finished whispering and giggling, Layla headed upstairs with her bag, went to her old room, and found it totally empty. The walls were bare, and had been painted bright colors.

"What…WHAT HAPPENED TO MY ROOM?"

Lucy shrugged. "Girl, you ran off and got married, so we got rid of your room. Sorry, but anyway, it wasn't like we could keep it as a shrine forever. You've moved on with your life. Your extra clothes are in the attic, but I don't think you'll be able to wear them again ever. Anna's old room is our guest room where you can sleep, and your old room is going to be where the itty bitties stay with us when their parents are on jobs. Anna and Iggy like to work together, so we agreed to help them continue to do that when Anna's able to work again."

Layla was absolutely flabbergasted that her parents got rid of her room and as she looked around the empty space, she realized her parents had effectively eliminated a big part of her childhood. Anna's room was completely different too.

It was a sign her parents were really getting over the fact they were growing up. She also felt it was somewhat of a warning to the others, that if they left the nest, their place would be erased by the nest keepers and made into something else.

Lucy gave her some sheets from the closet and asked, "If there are five trees in the forest, and two of them get married, does the forest stop being happy? No, it doesn't."

"Mom, you're so drunk. Go to bed."

Mom and Dad went to bed happy, and slept snuggled up in contentment, except for occasional unconscious wine burps that made Laxus' nose twitch. Forty-something Lucy was glorious and quite a sight to behold at any point, but she was exceptionally interesting when somewhat or completely inebriated. He adored her more at her current age than when she was younger just because she'd had a lot of time to grow and develop an extremely interesting personality.

So when she burped the sharp scent of chardonnay into his mouth, he kissed her forehead and went right back to sleep.

The next day, Laxus was in his office at the guild when he had a somewhat unexpected visitor, the elder Orga. Since Orga was several years older than Laxus, he was quite old for a wizard still going on big jobs. Usually by age fifty a wizard's body was busted up enough retirement was nearly mandatory, but most people who ended up at that level had s-class fortune built up.

Such was the case of Orga Nanagear, Sr.

"Man, your hair really did all turn white," he said, still sporting a head of vibrant green hair.

Laxus' hair had been silver for years already, thanks to premature graying he ultimately hadn't given enough of a shit about. As long as it stayed thick and shiny he didn't mind the whitish-silver color.

"Too bad you can't age out of being a turd."

"Very mature," Orga said.

They didn't actually get to talk about the reason for the visit before they started threatening and bickering like twenty-something rivals. This culminated with a battle behind the guild that was glorious in every way except when Jane Dragneel shouted, "Look, two old guys are fighting and neither is using a cane!"

The fight ended on the shore next to the lake, where they'd punched each other considerably far from the guild in a testosterone-fueled scrap that made them both feel suitably young.

Orga dusted himself off. "I'm counting that as a win."

"Like hell you are."

"You want to go at it again?"

…

And so they did.

When Laxus was satisfied with his victory, Orga huffed, "You really are a huge asshole."

"What did you want, anyway? Your presence is almost unwelcome as your boy spawn's."

Orga sighed in concern. "That's what I'm here about. You know my kid is out of his mind crazy about your girl. Baby Orga just can't deal without Mavis. Since he first saw her he's just been stuck, and that's all he wants."

"Right."

"But they're getting older. Coming and going from long-distance isn't going to be good enough forever. They're from different guilds, Laxus. One of them has to move, or they need to break up," he said.

This question had been in the air for years:

If they stayed together, where would they end up?

They were both strong wizards with great faith and reputation within their respective guilds. More importantly, they had their own families in their own cities.

Laxus said, "Mavis will never leave."

"Women leave home to be with men. That's just what happens," Orga argued.

"Not Mavis. Mavis is a different kind of person. She'll never leave Magnolia."

Orga said, "They've already talked about it. Had fights about it. Cried about it."

Mavis didn't really discuss the nuts and bolts of her relationship much. It wasn't that she didn't trust her parents or siblings; it just wasn't like her to talk much about it. And maybe she hadn't told them about this conflict because one possible result was her leaving Magnolia permanently.

It was hard for her to admit she liked Baby Orga to others, but her parents knew they'd been intimate for a while. He assumed even a tough girl like her had some soft moments with him mixed in here and there, but that side of Mavis was mostly hidden, even from them.

Laxus' expression soured quite a bit as he sat down on a big rock. "So what? You're here to convince me to help encourage my kid to up and leave me? That's not something I'll ever do."

"Relax, I know you've got your head that far up your ass. Mavis is a good kid. I like her for my son, because he really needs someone who can slap him upside the head when he's being an idiot, but my son—because he's an idiot—he doesn't want to leave Sabertooth. It's not really guild loyalty. He refuses to leave me by myself because we don't have any other family on the mainland," he explained.

Baby Orga was well-liked by Laxus and Lucy, but as a father, he was still very agitated by this entire situation.

Orga said, "So I figure, we don't do anything. My son stays at Sabertooth, and eventually Mavis runs off to be with him, but isn't ever really that happy. I don't really want that on me."

Laxus looked up and wanted to vehemently protest, but he really didn't know that it wouldn't play out like that. He often feared it, and knew eventually there would be a point where she would have to follow her strange little heart, however it leaned most strongly. Mavis was really the most emotionally needy person in their family and hated to be apart from the family, so leaving Magnolia would have been absolutely traumatic for her.

"I don't want Mavis to get too far from our family. She never really got over being the baby of the family, even after Lex came along, and I don't think she'd do well away from us," Laxus asked.

Orga said, "I agree."

"You want them to break up?"

"That would hurt both of them. My son really wants what he wants."

Laxus asked, "So what do you suggest?"

"Magnolia's a good place to retire too, outside of having a high population of assholes," Orga answered.

The two aging lightning wizards glared at one another now that the suggestion was made. There was really nobody Laxus felt more motivated to clobber on sight than Orga, so it was hard to imagine that they'd continue getting old in the same city and probably inevitably continue their violent rivalry well into their older years.

Then again, Orga was offering to fall on the sword so his son and Mavis could continue their relationship. He was quite fond of Mavis, and like his son had never questioned her assorted peculiarities.

Orga said, "I just have my son, so we can move here, and he can join your guild. Then he and Mavis can continue their thing. If they're successful and get married or move in, and maybe eventually have a little family, I'd be able to help them."

Laxus found this discussion had suddenly become unfathomably depressing. "You want to get old with your grandkids. We're so fucking old."

"Right? I've aged out of my prime. All I've got is my son and he's in love with this mad little dragon."

With a sigh, Laxus said, "we're too old to act like this. But I'll be an asshole until I die and so will you. Whoever dies first loses."

"Orga said there's a house for sale in your neighborhood. Pink. We'll uhhh…repaint."

Laxus knew this house well, because it was immediately next door to his. His neighbor hated magic and had often been the victim of circumstance.

In the past month:

Lex inadvertently emitted some sort of noxious fumes that killed all the plants in his yard, Crash went through his back wall while they were wrestling, Mavis used his metal roof to attract lightning during a storm, Virgo got confused about instructions of some sort and dug six foot holes all over their side of the block, Petri successfully seduced and slept with his daughter after using earth magic to fix the holes in the house and the yard, and then Anna's pregnancy magic caused her to sneeze fire and set his mailbox on fire, which in turn set the dried, dead lawn on fire.

The 'For Sale' sign had gone up the next day after eighteen years of resistance.

In fact, with Iggy and Anna moving across the street, everyone else was trying to move. Nobody wanted to move onto the street with Dragneels and Dreyars, so it was nearly impossible to sell property on their block by that point even though everyone was trying.

On one hand, Orga moving into his immediate vicinity meant that he'd see his rival and fight daily, then get yelled at by his wife, and probably not have sex as often. On the other hand, it meant he might be one step closer to keeping Mavis where he could look after her.

If he could have Orga next door or Mavis in another town bearing the mark of another guild…

He really didn't know why his daughters had to pick the sons of people that he found genuinely annoying. But Baby Orga seemed like a nearly inevitable future, and if Big Orga was going to have to make concessions, so did he.

Besides, Laxus suspected that even if it was hard for Mavis to admit, being able to actively pursue a serious relationship with Baby Orga like a normal couple would make her happy. He didn't suspect she'd be interested in marriage or anything for a long time, but after seeing how happy Anna and Layla were, he wanted her to have the opportunity to have that joy someday when she was ready.

"Well, we have a large population of assholes, so what's one more?"

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