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Chapter 2: One Crazy Handful
"Ayo~! Laxus-nii! Sting-nii!" A little blonde girl at the age of 9 stood at the door. Laxus and Sting's jaw drop.
The girl tilled her head cutely. "Ano..?"
Sting gulped and clawed at his collar. Laxus on the other hand was blushing.
"Ne, Laxus-nii, Sting-nii?" She said, yanking on their pants. Sting snapped out of it and raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, kid. This is our crib, so say out of my room." Laxus punched his shoulder and glared at him. He looked down at the little package below.
"Don't listen to him. He's an idiot." He said bluntly. Sting glared and crossed his arms. "By the way, since you'll be living here, what's your name?"
The girl flushed and rocked back and forth on her feet. "Lucy." She said, bowing.
"Well, shorty, welcome my crib." Sting smirked. "Now the rules are, oneーDon't you ever enter my room, twoーDon't call me with that -nii stuff, threeーYou will listen to whatever I say, and fourーDon't bother be when I'm busy or with my friends."
Lucy bit her lip, tears forming. Both blondes panicked. Laxus glared intensely at Sting and pushed him aside, and kneeled down. "Hey, hey, don't cry. And like I said, he's an idiot. He doesn't know how to handle kids even himself."
"Shut up!" Sting shouted.
Laxus ignored him and smiled. "You can do whatever you want. Now, how 'bout we get your things?" Lucy smiled and cheered loudly.
"Yay! Let's go, Laxus-nii, Sting-nii!" She marched outside pretending to be a soldier.
"I told you to never call me that." Sting muttered. Laxus glared at him again, rolled his eyes, and followed Lucy. "Sheesh, looks like Laxus already warmed up to her."
"Sting-nii! Where are you?" Lucy shouted.
"Coming." Sting unwillingly let his legs drag him out.
"Sting-nii! Where were you?" She said, clutching his pants, pouting cutely.
"Yeah, Sting-nii, where were you?" Laxus smirked and chuckled.
Sting glared and rolled his eyes. "In the house, where else." He stated bluntly. Lucy didn't seem affected, instead smiled even wider.
"Come on, Stingy! I want to see my room!" Lucy beamed, skipping around in circle happily. Sting's eye twitched.
"Stingy?!"
"Ya! Your new nickname is Stingy!" She turned to Laxus. "And yours is Laxy!"
Sting clamped his hand over his mouth to prevent from laughing. Laxus raised an eyebrow, slighty offended. "Laxy?"
"Do you like your new names?" Sparkles glinted in her wide, chocolate eyes. Sting busted out laughing, clutching his stomach.
"I love Laxus', but mines sounds ridiculously stupid." Sting chuckled. Lucy frowned at bit.
"S-stupid?"
"Sting, you better choose your words correctly. I don't want her crying." Laxus warned quietly, a frown also adorning his features.
Sting thought carefully, if he were to say yes, she would cry and Laxus would beat the crap out of him later. If he were to say no, she would be happy and Laxus won't beat the crap out of him. He sighed, looking the other way. "No, I think it's awesome."
Lucy instantly went from sad to cheerful. Weird isn't it? "Yay! Your awesome too, Sting-nii!" She gave him her biggest smile. Sting blushed and felt a brink of pride swell in his heart.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He mumbled, trying to hide his blush. Laxus smirked slyly.
"Ready to see your room?" Laxus asked. Lucy nodded eagerly, racing ahead of them. "Race ya there!" She shouted, already in the house.
Laxus looked at Sting and chuckled. "Looks like she's warmed up to us from the first time we met, especially you."
"Whatever."
They picked up the hot pink luggages and carried them to the room, with much difficulty. "Damn! What does she have in these?!" Sting complained, lagging not far behind.
"Just carry it." Laxus was also struggling. But seriously, what did she have?
By the time they reached the room, Lucy was sprawled out on floor leaning over something. The older blondes walked in panting and sweating. They set the suitcases beside the door and leaned against the wall for support.
"What do have in these?" Sting gasped, slightly lunged over. Laxus nodded in agreement.
"All of my dolls and toys." Lucy said as if it was no biggy.
"All of it?" Sting asked, emphasizing the first word. Lucy nodded, still doing whatever she was doing.
Laxus recovered and kneeled beside her trying to glimpse at her doing. Lucy covered it with her arms and slightly glared at him. "You can't look yet! It's not finished!"
"Well, we'll wait until your finished, right Sting?" Laxus gave him a warning glance. Sting groaned but nodded none the less.
Everyone stayed in the room for almost the whole day. Sting had fallen asleep while leaning against the wall and slid down, hunched over. Laxus also had fallen asleep, already sprawled out on the floor. Lucy was awake still finishing up her 'project'.
Lucy wiped the bead of sweat on her forehead and raised her 'project' to observe it. She nodded and smiled brightly. "Laxus-nii! Sting-nii!"
Laxus turned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. "Ne, Lucy?"
"Laxy! I'm finished!" Lucy cheered. Laxus looked out the window and his eyes almost popped out. It was already nighttime!
"Already night?" He mumbled to himself. He looked over to Lucy and saw she tried to wake up Sting.
"Stingy! Get up! I'm finished!" Lucy whined, pushing him over but no avail. She decided to try something she seen in movies. She raised her leg and brought it back until it hit-
"F-!" Laxus maneuvered quickly and covered Sting's mouth. "Shut it, Sting! Our little sister's here!" He scolded and removed his hand.
Sting groaned in pain and covered his, well, you know. He rolled onto the floor with a small thud and tried soothing the immense pain. Laxus couldn't help but laugh at the scene.
"Shut up, Laxus. You don't know how much this hurts." Sting grunted, still down for the count.
"For sure I don't, but I would never want to experience it." Laxus chuckled. But what he couldn't believe was that his sister did that! Little sister!
Lucy stood their with a confused look. "Are you alright, Sting-nii?" Sting glared at her but continued to nurse his aching 'part'.
"Does it look like I'm okay?" He grunted out. Lucy tilted her head and gave him a questioning glance.
"But I've seen those people do in this to people in movies." She said.
"Who lets you watch those movies?" Laxus interrupted. Sure he was curious, but who exactly showed her.
"My aunt Michelle."
Laxus raised an eyebrow. Who was this 'Michelle'? He never recalled meeting anyone with that name. Maybe she was too busy to be able to meet them. Laxus decided to keep quiet until later.
"Who's Mi-" Sting started but Laxus gave him a look. He grunted and sat up, still soothing the pain. He looked to Lucy and gave her a bored look. "So what were you going to show us?"
Lucy's face brightened and pulled out a photo of all three of them. Sting and Laxus were one both sides smiling/smirking and Lucy was in the middle grinning widely while doing a peace sign with both hands.
Laxus raised an eyebrow and took the photo from her. "Where did you get this? I don't remember taking this photo. Have you, Sting?"
Sting gazed at it beside Laxus and shook his head. "Nope, not even a single memory." They both looked at Lucy with curious stares. "How did you get this?"
Lucy stole the photo back and gazed at it, mesmerized. "I actually created this myself." She explained shyly.
Laxus and Sting blinked. "You draw?"
"Yeah! I can even show you some of my drawings." She went to a certain suitcases and opened it. After a few moments, she came back with a small portion of papers. She handed them to the males and watched their expressions.
The pictures she gave them were either animals, herself, or sceneries. They were all perfectly sketched and colored as if an artist had made it themselves.
Laxus and Sting's eyes widen, jaws dropping. "Y-you created this?"
"Yep! My aunt thought it was a good idea that I should start drawing, so she teached me some of hers. Whenever I get bored or have free time, I usually draw." Lucy stated happily.
"Wow, she must of had a lot of practice hours with you, didn't she?" Laxus asked, dumbfounded. Lucy hummed in response.
"She teached me hour after hour. She wanted to make sure I got it."
"Well, I'm glad she taught you because I don't think I would be able to smiling like this." Laxus admitted and smiled at her.
"Yup, she did teach you a lot. Gotta say, that's legit." Sting said, smirking. Laxus chuckled and glanced at him teasingly.
"Since when do you use 'legit'?"
"It's not like I'm that stupid!" Sting growled.
"Uh-huh." Laxus waved it off and looked to Lucy. "Now lets get you to bed."
Lucy pouted and whined. "But-"
"No buts. Lets go." Laxus commanded softly.
"Ara ara." Lucy mumbled and jumped into bed, already her pajamas. Laxus tucked her into bed and pinched her cheek. "Night, Luce."
"Good night, Laxy-nii!"
Sting stood on the side and rolled his eyes. "Oh god, now she's using that on the nicknames."
"Oh shut up, Sting. You know you love it." Laxus teased, smirking. Lucy reached her arms out to Sting.
"Stingy!"
"What is it?" He said still standing still.
"Come here." She whined. Sting groaned but complied. He stared down at her and raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Closer." He leaned down. "Closer."
Sting leaned down until he was a few feet away. Suddenly, he felt tiny arms wrap themselves around his torso. "Good night Sting-nii." Sting smiled softly and hugged her back. "Night, little kiddo."
Laxus smiled at the scene. Looks like Sting is warming up to her. He thought. Sting also pinched her cheek and stood up. He looked at Laxus and glared slightly.
"Stop grinning like an idiot, Laxus. It's not you think."
"Yeah right. Come on, lets give her some sleep." Laxus suggested. They were about to head out the door until Lucy jumped down from her bed and hugged them. "Good night, Laxy-nii, Stingy-nii." She said softly and walked back to bed.
Laxus and Sting smiled and closed the door, heading to their respective rooms. Maybe having a little sister wasn't so bad as I thought it would be. They thought.
Yes! Finished with chapter two! Thank you for those who wanted this story to be continued! I'm glad you like/love it! :)
Also, for more information, their ages are:
Sting, 11.
Laxus, 15.
Lucy, 9.
To be honest, I think Laxus' age is a good age for someone to take care of themselves with their parents gone and only with their siblings. Oh yeah, Lucy likes to call Laxus and Sting by either their nicknames or real names. So, if your thinking that, she changes their names each time.
Anyways, thanks to all of you that have encouraged me to continue this story! I'm really glad, and also to those who have favorited or followed! I very much appreciate it! Thank you for reading! Please review, favorite, or follow.
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