Hello dear readers. This particular one-shot was inspired by a combination of Mama's Song by Carrie Underwood and Stealing Cinderella by Chuck Wicks. I hope you like it! Please tell me how I'm doing. I can't make improvements if I get no feedback, and I love to get better!

I do not own Fairy Tail, and thank the lord. I just don't know WHAT I would do if I were given free range of these characters IN CANNON. Thank you Mashima-sama. Okay, sorry, on with the story.

Dear Mamma,

You taught me from a young age to follow my heart and do what I thought was right for me. I want you to know that I couldn't have asked for a better mother than you and that I'll carry your advice in my heart until I join you and Poppa up there some day.

Because of you I was able to leave that empty house and find one that's always filled with friends. Though they're not always invited, I can forgive them because I know that they care about me and that's all I've ever wanted, Momma. They've given me a fresh start at life, and this time I've vowed to really live.

I know you've been watching me from up there, and I feel like you would have loved my new friends, If only you had the chance to meet them. You and poppa always wanted the best for me. I realized that the best thing for me wasn't what you might have thought. I never wanted the expensive clothes or the pearls or the arranged happiness. What the best was for me ended up being a crazy pink-haired boy.

He's so good, Mamma, I promise. He's strange, and funny, and hotheaded, and just utterly ridiculous sometimes! But when his friends are hurt or in trouble, there is no one worse to have as an enemy. He will do anything to make me laugh, and he's so good at it! He will always catch me when I fall; he's already done so at least three times! He treats me, to quote Elfman, "LIKE A REAL MAN" should and he's never ever gonna leave me.

He keeps the promises he makes, too, Mamma. He always comes for me, and doesn't like to go on jobs without me; he's even willing to go on a job just for the purpose of my rent. He says it's because he wouldn't have a place to exercise without it, but I've grown to see more to it than that.

We were both so blind before, we're best friends and we didn't want to ruin that. I've learned something, though, and that's the point! I shouldn't marry someone I'm merely attracted too. Natsu is my best friend, my confidant, and my supporter; with him by my side there's nothing I can't do. You don't have to worry about me, Mamma. Well, maybe worry a little, the life of a wizard is a hard one, but I think we can do it, as long as we stick together.

Someday I hope my little girl finds a man like Natsu. Well, perhaps one that's a bit less reckless, but with just as much fire.

I'm going to marry this man, Mamma. I- I hope you're happy because I'm happy. I'm so happy. Give my best to Poppa, and let him know that you'd both better be there. I can't get married without my wonderful parents.

I've asked Master Makarov to be the one to give me away. I hope that's okay. You're both gone, so I asked someone I know loves me and all the people of Fairy Tail. We're a family.

I wish you could have met Natsu, Mamma. You would have liked him. But you know what? I know you're watching me, so you're probably watching him too, huh? I love you, Mamma.

Your Loving Daughter,

Lucy

"Luce?" I smile, picturing a pink head poke curiously through the window.

"Over here!" I call from my desk. Carefully, I fold the letter and drip a bit of wax on it. With a deft move I crush the seal into place and set it in the wooden box with my other letters.

"Writing to your mom?" He asks, leaning over the back of my chair and resting his head on my shoulder.

"Yeah. I was just keeping her updated." I say, head-butting him.

"I wish I could have asked them permission. . ."

My eyebrows rose in shock, "I never took you for the conventional type."

It was his turn to look shocked. Feigning hurt he turned his nose up, "It's only the right thing to do. But don't get me wrong, Luce," he said more seriously, leaning towards my chair. "If he said no, I'd do it anyway. It's your life to give."

My eyes moistened, threatening to give in to the sudden emotion. "Nat. . . su. . ."

He gave me his signature smile, but it was quickly wiped away, drooping into a look of epiphany. I could practically see the light bulb pop up over his head. "Maybe I can!"

"Can what?"

"Ask for permission. Here, move over." He said, sitting on the edge of my chair and scooting until I fell off.

"Natsu!" I cried, getting up. "What are you doing?"

"Sshhh! I'm writing a letter! Why don't you go take a bath? I'll be done soon."

I give him a skeptical look, but comply. By the time I'm done, he's gone, the window hanging ajar.

Looking towards the desk, I see a letter I hadn't written. He must have left this for me to read, I think. I bring the letter to my bed and sit down.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Heartfilia,

Hi. I've never been good at small talk or formalities, so I'll get straight to the point. I love your daughter. You have no idea how long it took me to realize that, but it's true.

Ever since we met all those years ago, I've loved her. It just took me a while to get it through my surprisingly thick head. She balances me out, somehow. She's not afraid to speak her mind or tell me when I'm wrong. She's one of few people who aren't afraid of me, too, even though I know I can be kinda scary. She's also headstrong, annoying, loud, powerful, kind, smart, and most of all, she's loving. She loved me when I didn't think I could be love by anyone other than Happy (he's my cat).

I promise to take care of her, support her every endeavor, and always catch her when she falls. As long as we're together she'll be safe! Yush! So, here I am. Writing to you to ask if you'll allow her to be my partner forever, because I don't think I can live a day without her. Well, maybe I could, but I wouldn't want to.

I've grown really dependent on her and her loud mouth. Without her I feel like it's too quiet. That's why I'm always at her house (don't tell her I said that).

I may be askin' ya, but don't misunderstand me. I mean to marry her whether you guys approve or not. Lucy was a prisoner once, but I'll never let her be one again. She will get to make every decision her way and no one else's. I won't let anyone take that away from her, no matter what their intentions are.

So. I hope you approve. The wedding's in a few months, you'd better be there. I know Lucy's counting on that.

Your Future Son-In-Law,

Natsu Dragneel

I set the letter on my lap and feel the tears spill over. Yeah, Mamma. He's good.