A/N: Time flies when your sense of time is fucucked. It feels like just yesterday I uploaded the last chapter! Though it probably felt far longer to you, my friends. This chapter is just more fluff, as my brain seems incapable of much else at the moment. I hope you enjoy!

A Potato: Hahah! That feeling is my main goal friend! I'm glad it was satisfactory. I believe at one point I actually had an idea of what movie they would watch, but that seems to have vanished from my memory. Knowing me, it was probably either Meet the Robinson's or Beauty and the Beast. (Meet the Robinson's is my favourite Disney movie probably ever.)

NotThatBarnable: Whaaaaaat? Your favourite? Thank you so much my dear friend! And yes, Akko's ability to be smooth, completely uncalled for, gives me life. Thank you!

Enjoy friends! Reviews are always appreciated! They truly make my day.

Fall colours surrounded her as a light breeze shook leaves from branches. The air was cool, with that crisp smell that signaled the ending of the year. Akko walked beside her, bundled up in a bright orange jacket, like the day they first met. She watched the skies in wonder as the wind pulled maple keys from their boughs; they twirled and danced above their heads, slowly drifting towards the earth.

The path ahead was blurry, thick with fog, as if an artist had yet to complete painting; though there was always more forest ahead, the same browns and reds and yellows.

A tug on her gloved hand brought attention to a little girl, situated comfortably between herself and Akko.

Her eyes shone bright, red as the leaves around their feet; her smile brighter than any star. Her beautiful brown hair hung down over one eye, hiding the pale porcalin skin underneath.

"Mother?" The little girl asked, tugging her hand again. "When we get home, can I show you something?"

"Of course, baby bunny, what are you gonna show me?" She heard herself say, adoration and love dripping from every word.

"Auntie Lotte taught me a song! She said its magic!" The child's face lit up with excitement, recounting each note of her aunt's Spirit Song.

Akko laughed, beaming smile mirroring the child's. "We would love to listen to you sing Seicho! Maybe if you believe hard enough, something magical will happen."

The scene changed her vision pulled away from her own body, watching the family walk into the fog; Akko's peaceful face was not far from her own, the brunette girl breathing quietly as she slept.

Sucy snuggled closer to her love, breathing deeply with pleasure at the dreamy scene.

"This is what I want." She spoke quietly to herself. "This is all I need."

Hearing her own voice aloud shook Sucy from her blissful trance; this wasn't a dream anymore. Akko was really sleeping beside her, arms wrapped around her actual waist lovingly.

Roaring fire blew upward from Sucy's heart, staining her entire face with blood.

'W-What?'

The last memories that she had were of movie night, leaning back against Akko and...

'...feeling sleepy.'

They had fallen asleep on eachother and shifted during the night.

Looking around the room as much as she could from her prison within Akko's grip, Sucy found the projector still set up, the screen having been rolled back up against the ceiling. Amanda had fallen asleep on Akko's bed upside down, mouth wide open to let forth bear growls. Jasminka and Lotte lay on the floor, tucked in properly, while Constanze was nowhere to be found.

Before she could ponder further on the location of their tiny German, Akko grabbed hold of her waist, one hand against her head, pulling her close. "Mmm..S..ucy.."

Adrenaline surged through her veins, instinct almost making her fists fly upward toward her attacker. But there was no attacker here, just Atsuko.

Pressed against the brunette's neck, Sucy could only shift and get more comfortable, pulling her hands to her chest. Though she was trapped, the alchemist found the situation rather pleasant; cuddled up beside her love, warm arms holding her tightly while still being gentle.

The comfort overwhelmed her anxiety and she simply laid there, taking in Atsuko's peaceful expression. Viewing her face like this brought flashes of her most recent dream; of their little girl's beaming smile.

'Maybe one day..'

Eventually, others began stirring from slumber. Amanda awoke first, tumbling out of bed onto the floor. "Square up bitch boy! I'll kick your ass!" The redhead shouted madly as she awoke, jolting her gaze around the room. Eyes landing on Sucy, who had turned around in Akko's grip, she grinned slyly.

"Enjoying yourself there?"

Sucy's eyes snapped open, frowning deeply at the broom dancer. "Yes I am. So piss off, unless you want to ruin my good mood." She growled, turning over into Akko again.

Unprepared for the admission, Amanda was taken aback. "Oh. Well.. good for you? I guess?" Sucy ignored her, grabbing the blanket and yanking it up to cover the sleeping couple.

"Have fun.."

Sucy snuggled up into Akko's neck, pressing her pink cheek into the brunette's shoulder. It was inevitable that they would have to get up at some point, but Sucy was going to drag it out as long as possible.

But as more of the girl's stirred from their sleep, the alchemist prepared herself mentally to leave her little slice of heaven. She could stay like this forever, wrapped in warmth and the sweet bliss of oblivion.

"Sucy? Are you awake?" And there it was; Lotte whispering quietly, as to not stir her friend if she was still asleep. The thought was appreciated, but she still couldn't help feeling betrayed.

"Yes." She sighed, conceding to the call of reality. "Let me just slip out of here."

She wiggled, attempting to slide out from Akko's arms to no avail; the girl's grip was like a vice, locking Sucy's body to hers. "Akko, let go." She whispered, wiggling more as to pull her love from dreamland.

"Akko." She tried louder, really struggling to escape from the Iron Arms of Kagari. "Let go!" She was shouting now.

Not a peep.

Laying down and relaxing for a short reprieve, Sucy eyed the girl's neck, an evil thought sliding up her spine. 'I've always wanted to do this.' She cackled mentally, imagining Akko's shocked face.

With that glorious image guiding her, Sucy sunk her razor sharp fangs into Akko's neck, where it joined with her shoulder.

"Su-AAARHGH!" Akko screeched in confusion, eyes bulging wide open, feeling a set of shark teeth dig into her skin. In truth, Atsuko had dreamed about something similar happening once, but this was a far cry from the steamroom of her imagination.

Sucy pulled back, observing her work with pride. An ovular ring of marks wrapped around Akko's shoulder, red and slightly bleeding. 'Guess I got too into that.' She mused, soothing the wound with a few gentle kisses.

"Sucy! What the fuck!" Akko yelled, rolling onto her back to grasp her neck, taking Sucy with her.

"Morning!~" The pale witch sang sweetly, visible eye staring up at the brunette with the look of a small animal. The charade was clear however; her smile was highly predatory, sharp and menacing.

"I thought that might work.~" She remarked, every word dripping with sugar. "You're such a sleepyhead."

Unable to keep up the act, Sucy dropped her head down into Akko's chest, cackling madly. Her face was identical to the image in her head: shocked, afraid, slightly betrayed, her face flushed completely pink.

"This is gonna last for days!" Akko whined, attempting to hide the mark from Lotte's shocked eyes and Sucy's all too pleased gaze.

"You can hide it under your uniform, idiot. Don't worry so much." The alchemist handwaved, patting her love on the cheek and rolling off of her, stepping down to the floor.

"I'm going to get washed up, would you like to come?" Sucy stood at the door, second set of clothes in hand, grinning smugly.

Akko's cheeks puffed out, and she hopped off the bed grumpily. "Yes." Picking out an outfit, she begrudgingly joined Sucy at the door, pouting.

Sucy grasped at the other witch's face, tilting her head up to look at her.

"Chin up little guinea pig, I like seeing you smile."

A/N: Oooooohhh boy, that was really fun to write. That dream sequence tho, my blood sugar is in the stratosphere. A family walk through the park with their little, probably homunculus, daughter. Fun Fact: Seicho simply means growth, and was the first name of a Japanese crime fiction writer.

When thinking about how their little girl would look, my brain did a bit of messy genetics thinking. Blah blah blah red eyed parents 75% red eyed child, blah blah blah pink hair is highly recessive. But this whole thing is probably moot, as an alchemically created child could probably be adjusted to look however and this is a world of magic, but shush.

And teeth. Teeth happened. (Aggressive finger to thumb vibration)

Good work Sucy, she's your's now, according to the laws of nature.

Tell me how it was friends! I hope you enjoyed.