A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry this is late. Like, really really late... I had about 1400 words written by the time Day 6 actually came, but I definitely wasn't done.

So, without further ado, I give you…

Day 6: Order

Lucy took a deep breath as she stared up at the large, light pink building with a blue domed roof and white carved feathery wings jutting out from either side. The tall stained glass windows somehow seemed so daunting, but she had to push past it. This was what she wanted, and now… Now she was going to go through with it. She just hoped it didn't come as a surprise to too many people.

A gentle hand at her back had Lucy turning to look up at the stoic mask of her fiance, and she couldn't help but smile. "You do realize I'll look like a criminal if you walk me in, right?"

He smirked. "Not if I keep the handcuffs off of you this time." The only way for her to truly look like a criminal by his presence at her side would be on his reputation alone. The Magic Council had been destroyed six months prior by Jackal. Fairy Tail had disbanded, and Lucy left along with the others in the guild. Except, while they had all gone off on their own adventures, she had stayed by his side in the hospital, waiting for him to recover. Then, when he was released, she had finally been able to move into his home, and she finished nursing him back to health. Technically, he wasn't even supposed to be out of the house, or on his feet, all that much. But, with what Lucy was doing, Lahar refused to leave his fiancee to do this on her own. After a moment, he whispered, "Would you like me to escort you in?"

She shook her head, then nodded. Then gave him a sheepish smile and shrugged. "Only if you want to," she whispered. When he let out a small laugh and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, she leaned up to lightly kiss his cheek, giggling when she saw the faint dusting of a blush just under the wire rims once they were in the proper position.

Lahar glanced at the blonde. "I do."

"Then escort away, Captain Rainier," she cooed.

"Lucy…"

She giggled at the warning tone in his voice, looping her arm through his and laying her head on his shoulder while they slowly ascended the stairs. "Later, sexy. I've got something to do first." It was a short trip, but she was more than ready to do this. Lahar, however, wasn't ready for what they walked into in the slightest. The look on his face was priceless.

"Kun-kun, kun-kun. Men... Is that a familiar parfume I smell?"

Lucy found herself laughing as Ichiya's velvety voice drifted through the air, looking down to find his creepy little face mere inches from her, his nose twitching slightly with each inhale.

"Lucy," Hibiki said smoothly, taking her free hand in his and pressing his lips to the back of it. "It's been too long."

"Hi, Hibiki. Ichiya." Lucy paused, then smiled when Ren and Eve appeared almost out of nowhere. "Hi, Ren. Hi, Eve."

"Lucy," Eve sighed wistfully. "You look so beautiful today."

"More than beautiful," Ren commented, glancing away from her. "But, don't-"

Lahar blinked as Lucy rolled her eyes and continued walking, pulling her hand from Hibiki's grasp. She seemed not to notice how the group of four men gawked at her clear dismissal of their blatant flirtatiousness, and he was torn between an overwhelming sense of love for the woman on his arm… And disgust that Ichiya had smelled the both of them. Luckily, the latter didn't win out. Especially when he was faced with Blue Pegasus' guild master. Bob.

"Oh, welcome dears," Master Bob crooned, flitting from behind the bar to wrap the sweet Celestial mage from Fairy Tail in a flower-scented embrace, wiggling excitedly. "What can I do for you?"

"Well-" Lucy began, only for her words to cut off when Master Bob turned to Lahar. And placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving behind bright red lipstick in his wake.

"Captain Lahar," Bob giggled, openly eying the man beside Lucy. "I haven't seen you in ages. How are you, dear?"

"Fine," Lahar said shortly, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping away the lipstick stain on his face with a shudder.

"What brings you to my guild today?" Master Bob asked with a sweet smile. "Escorting our lovely Celestial mage, perhaps? Such a gentleman."

Lucy rolled her eyes again with a fond smile. "In a sense, yes," she laughed, before looking up at the silent captain. "But, someone really should still be in bed. For once in his life, he's not listening to doctor's orders."

"Doctor's orders?" Master Bob asked, his face shifting from a brilliant smile to one full of concern.

Lahar nodded, his gaze falling on the blonde. "I was at the Council building when it was attacked," he said softly, watching the pain flicker in her eyes as memories of the war with Tartarus were dredged up. Lucy was still coming to terms with the sacrifice she had made. He was still trying to recover in general. The morning after her apartment had been filled with laundry soap by Natsu, he'd gone to work as usual. Lucy had said that she would get started on packing her things, and talking with Makarov. Lahar had been walking down the hall to the office he shared with Doranbolt when the building exploded everywhere. "It's a miracle that Doranbolt found me at all, but…"

Lucy gently placed her hand on his arm, giving him a tremulous smile. "But, Lahar survived, and that's really all that matters."

Master Bob couldn't help but sigh wistfully, albeit quietly, when he saw the look that was exchanged between the two before him. "And will you be returning to work when they've created a new Council?" he asked carefully.

"That will depend entirely on the next few months," Lahar answered. "I was trapped beneath a pillar for quite some time before Doranbolt found me, and I am still technically supposed to be on bed rest."

"Then why have you come all the way down here?" Master Bob laughed good-naturedly. It was so strange to see the previous Enforcement Unit's Captain speaking so freely. Just like, as he belatedly noticed, it was strange to see him out of his uniform. Black slacks, a deep blue dress shirt, his hair still tied up into the clipped bun. One arm was in a sling, now that he looked more closely, and he could see that the man was favoring one leg over the other.

Lahar smiled down at the blonde by his side. "That would be her doing."

Lucy pouted up at her fiance, then turned to face the bald, makeup-wearing man before them. "Well, you see-"

"Holy shit! Cosplayer?!"

Lucy's eyes widened, and she turned around to find the Raijinshuu, Laxus included, standing in the doorway of the guild. "Bix?" she asked incredulously. "L-Laxus? Freed… Ever… Oh my god!"

Lahar chuckled softly and carefully settled himself down on a bar stool when Lucy all but ripped herself away from him, making a mad dash toward her old guild mates. The giddy smiles on their faces warmed his heart. How she quite literally jumped into the air, wrapping her arms and legs around the Seith mage, whose arms barred around her back in return, was nothing to new to him. Not many people knew about it, because Lucy was surprisingly secretive when she needed to be, but she and the Raijinshuu were close as could be. Electric blue eyes raised to the bar, and he offered a small smile and nod in greeting to Laxus. The Raijinshuu had become a family to Lucy, and she to them.

"What are you guys doing here?" Lucy asked as Bickslow set her on her feet, only to laugh when Freed was the next one sweeping her into his arms.

"We joined Blue Pegasus," Freed chuckled softly, handing the blonde off to Evergreen after pressing a soft kiss to her cheek with a blush dusting across his own.

"The better question is..." Evergreen said, passing Lucy to Laxus.

"... What the hell are you doing here, Blondie?" Laxus laughed, shaking his head when Lucy buried her nose in the fur lining of his coat.

Lucy gave them a brilliant smile, ignoring the hushed whispers running through the foreign guild about her apparent death wish for even thinking of touching Laxus' coat, and led them back to the bar. "Well, I was thinking of doing the same thing, actually."

"You're gonna join?" Bickslow asked excitedly. "Like, really really?!"

"Join! Join!" the totems swirling around him cheered.

Lucy nodded, taking a seat next to Lahar. "Really really." She turned to the guild's master and smiled at the surprised, but no less ecstatic expression on his pudgy, stubbled face. "I was actually planning on joining six months ago," she admitted. "But then, everything with Tartarus happened the day after Lahar asked me to move in with him, so…"

"Wait," Laxus frowned. "You were gonna leave Fairy Tail?"

She nodded again. "It was too far from where Lahar lives. There wasn't much in the way of compromising as far as finding another place, because he needed to be close to Era so he could get to work every day. Blue Pegasus is actually the exact same distance from the house that the Magic Council was, so… It made sense." She gave the hulking blond a sad smile when she saw understanding flash in his bright blue eyes. He, along with everyone in Fairy Tail, knew just how important the guild was to her. She had never planned on leaving them, because they were her family, but… Lahar was going to be her husband. Fairy Tail would always be her family, but the man she loved was more important.

"So, you were gonna come here," Laxus said softly.

Lucy nodded. "What better place to be than a guild that I have friends in, with a guild master that was part of Fairy Tail, too?" she asked gently, lacing her fingers with her fiance's.

"Hey, Cosplayer," Bickslow frowned as Freed handed their completed mission in to Master Bob. "It's been six months…"

"Yep."

"Weren't you…" Bickslow paused and looked at their guild master. "What's today?"

"May 10th," the guild master answered automatically.

The Seith mage frowned, a sight that was rare in and of itself, and looked back to the blonde. Then down to her left hand where only an engagement ring was still sitting in her finger. "You guys…"

Lucy shook her head with a sad smile, but Freed was the next to speak as he realized what Bickslow was looking at. "You were supposed to get married today…"

Lahar gently laced his fingers with hers. "Yes. We agreed to wait though," he said, sighing as Lucy's head rested on his shoulder. It hadn't been a pleasant conversation in the slightest, and there had been quite a few tears on Lucy's part when she decided that she didn't want to get married without her family being there. Even though she'd been planning on leaving Fairy Tail for Blue Pegasus, they were still going to get married at Fairy Tail. Now, with the guild being destroyed and disbanded - along with the fact that Lahar was still recovering - they were going to wait. Lucy was hopeful that Fairy Tail would be revived someday, but… He wasn't so sure. It didn't matter to him if they waited though. He was fine with it. As long as Lucy was happy, then so was the previous Enforcement Unit's Captain.

Master Bob frowned, then glanced around his guild. He could see the Trimens had gotten over their shock at being dismissed, and that everything had returned to normal. There were, of course, a few sideways, curious glances here and there from his guild members, but for the most part no one was paying attention to the conversation at the bar. Suddenly, he pulled the stamp from beneath the bar. "Lucy, dear," he said gently, smiling when she looked up at him. "Where and what color?"

"I-I can join?" she whispered, excitedly.

"Of course!" Master Bob giggled. "I was a Fairy once, and so were the Raijinshuu. Why wouldn't we want another?" The wide and giddy smile that spread across the young blonde's face had his heart just melting in an instant. Also, the way Evergreen squealed behind her fan, how Freed and Laxus smirked, and Bickslow and his babies quite literally jumped for joy.

Lucy offered her left hand. Her right hand had been the home of her Fairy Tail guild mark, and it always would be. "Purple," she said instantly. "Like Lahar's eyes."

"Awww," Evergreen crooned, watching as her friend's fiance ducked his head with a small smile and his cheeks flaming brilliantly. "I forgot how adorable you two are!"

"You mean aside from all the horror stories we heard from Mest about how many times he's caught them having sex in random places?" Laxus laughed, dodging when Lucy plucked one of Bickslow's totems from the air and chucked it at him.

"Hey, don't throw my babies, Cosplayer!" Bickslow yelled with an indignant pout. "Get your own!"

Lucy's mouth was open to start yelling at Laxus - something that still set Freed on edge with his need to punish nay-sayers of the 'Laxus Dreyar Fandom of Everlasting Godly Superiority'; that the Rune mage was a founder of, she was sure - when she froze and gave the Seith mage a puzzled expression. Her eyes were wide, and her thin brows were pinched together. Her upper lip was curled into a sneer while her jaw hung open. "Bix… Uh, honey?"

"What?" he grumbled, tenderly stroking the little totem that Pepe was in.

"Did you uh…" She tilted her head to one side. "Did you just tell me to have a baby and throw it at Laxus?"

The beer that Laxus had picked up from the bar and brought to his lips was quickly spewed all over Freed, who (for his part) looked over the moon about the fact that there was now a small portion of the Lightning Slayer's DNA on him. Evergreen toppled over from her barstool and ended up sprawled on the floor - accidentally flashing a good portion of the guild, and the Trimens, her bright green lace thong. Master Bob giggled, while Lahar just blinked and shook his head. But Bickslow… Bickslow looked utterly appalled by Lucy's insinuation. "No!" he shouted. "No, you're not supposed to throw babies in the first place! What the hell is wrong with you!"

"But you just said-"

"No!" Bickslow gathered the totems in his arms and leaned away from the blonde. "You can't throw my babies, or anyone else's babies! Lahar! Make her stop! Just… Dry up her crotch and put police tape over it! BABY THROWER!"

Lucy looked down at her flat stomach, then to the now visorless Seith mage again. Back to her stomach, then… "Bix… I'm… O-Okay. I won't throw babies."

"Good!"

Laxus turned to gape at the blue-haired lunatic who was practically laying on him, he was so close. "Dude, fuck off."

"No, man… She's crazy… Throwing babies and…"

"Newborns, apparently," Lucy laughed.

"And laughing about it!" Bickslow bellowed. He squeaked when one of the totems wriggled out of his grasp - Popo, he realized - and flew toward Lucy. "Popo, NO!"

Lucy shook her head at the nearly sobbing Seith mage, and held out her hand to let the soul drop its body into her open palm. "He's kinda weird," she whispered.

Popo giggled. "Scary Lucy," was all it said.

And suddenly, the fat, Happy-like crocodile tears that were streaming down Bickslow's face made sense. He actually wasn't joking this time, oddly enough. No, he was just fully aware of the fact that she was actually capable of pretty much anything while she was rampaging. "You, um… You do know that you can… Move Popo out of the totem… Right?"

Bickslow sniffled when the totem was settled on the bar in front of him, then looked at the blonde who was giving him a tender smile. "You sp-spared him… H-How can I ever repay you?!"

Lucy rolled her eyes and threw her arms open, laughing when Bickslow threw himself into her chest. "Bix, you're such a dork."

"But you love me!"

"Always, goober." She smiled when he openly cuddled up to her, laying his head just over her breasts so his chin was nestled between them. What she heard next was something she hadn't expected in the slightest, and it left her utterly speechless.

"Why don't you two just get married now?" Master Bob asked kindly, looking directly at Lahar. When the former Rune Knight openly gaped at him, along with Lucy, he let out a soft laugh. "I can see that you both would like to do it. Your family in Fairy Tail won't be here, but… We will."

Lucy blinked back the sudden bout of happy tears that stung her eyes, a wide smile spreading across her face. If the guild she was in was her family, then that meant that Blue Pegasus fell under that category. Sure, she didn't know a good portion of them, and she'd only been a member for less than thirty minutes, but… The Raijinshuu were there. And Master Bob had been a member of Fairy Tail before. As a guild master, he could legally officiate the wedding. Maybe her friends and family wouldn't be too happy when they heard that she'd gone ahead and gotten married without all of them in attendance - like she'd been so adamant about before - but she was sure they would understand.

"That would be entirely up to-" Lahar began, only to stop and smile at the blonde.

"Yes," Lucy answered. She already knew that Lahar was just as eager as she was to get married. But they'd been waiting for him to recover completely. And she'd wanted her family with her. When she thought about it, there was no point in waiting any longer. They'd been living together for the past few months, and were practically a married couple as it was. They shared everything but a last name. "Definitely, Master."

Master Bob let out what had to be the most feminine, tinkling laughter any of the former Fairies had ever heard - and that was saying something, considering the noises Mira made sometimes - then turned to look across his guild. "Everyone," he drawled, "It looks like we're having an impromptu wedding!"

Before anyone could register just what he'd said there were two bright pink puffs of smoke dotted with millions of speckles of glitter. The smoke cleared and Virgo and Cancer stood just behind Lucy, who was pulling herself from Bickslow's nearly bone-crushing embrace.

Lucy screeched in terror when she was yanked backwards away from the stool, then gaped as a large folded screen surrounded herself and the Maid spirit. "Virgo, what's - Oh god! What are you - OW! Hey, don't take that off! Whoa!" She was quickly pushed and pulled in one direction, then another, and only vaguely heard the faint snipping sounds of Cancer's scissors from the other side of the screen.

The Raijinshuu found themselves snickering as Lucy's shrieks echoed through the suddenly still guild. They didn't even spare a glance - save Evergreen - when they realized that Lahar's hair was down and being styled (exactly the same as it always was, mind you) by Cancer. It was an extremely rare sight to see it down in the first place, but only the Fairy mage seemed to really be in awe of it even after all this time.

"Virgo, what in the actual fuck… OH GOD! NO! Get away from me with - ACK!"

The screen groaned and shook violently, and the blonde was left panting as Virgo and Cancer switched places in another miniscule display of smoke and sparkles. A second screen popped up around the stool that Lahar was on, and there was only the sound of shifting material before both screens and spirits disappeared at the same time.

"Blondie," Laxus whispered, his stormy eyes wide as he stared at the blushing - and slightly startled looking - blonde as she stood in her white wedding gown. He didn't have the words to describe just how beautiful she was. Even though he had no romantic feelings for the Celestial mage whatsoever, Laxus was definitely feeling a bit jealous of Lahar (who had apparently been dressed carefully in a tuxedo, with the jacket draped over his shoulders because of the sling that his arm was still sitting in.

"Holy shitballs," Bickslow gasped. "Cospl… Lucy… Wow…"

"Shitballs... Wow…" the totems crooned while slowly swirling around her head.

"Good heavens." Freed blinked in surprise at the woman who was staring down at her strapless dress with sheer layers of pale pink and white swathes of fabric that were twisted over one another across her bust, cinched just beneath, then fanned out in gentle waves down to her knees in the front and sloped down to a small train that barely touched the ground. Lucy looked just as surprised by its appearance, along with the fact that she was also wearing a pair of strappy pink and white stilettoes, as everyone else, but when Freed looked at Lahar, all he could do was smile. The man looked truly entranced by the sight of his soon-to-be bride, his usually stoic mask utterly shattered and showing just how enamored her was with her. Freed couldn't have been happier for the blonde that he and his team had all but adopted into their tight-knit group.

Master Bob smiled as Lahar slowly stood and looked dazedly over to Lucy. "Well, you two," he tittered, "I know this is a bit sudden, but… Do we have rings or…?"

Lahar turned to the guild master when he saw Lucy's smile falter slightly, then smirked. "We do."

"At home," Lucy sighed, her eyes downcast.

"Actually," Lahar chuckled. "I might have made a habit of carrying them with me." He glanced at the woman he was planning to marry. "I had them the day Doranbolt saved me, and… It was all I thought about…"

A chorus of 'Awww's resounded through the guild as Lahar pulled the ring box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a simple platinum band for himself and a matching band for Lucy that was dotted with small amethysts (at her request) before passing it to the overly joyful and nearly preening master of the guild.

"And, Lucy," Master Bob said carefully. "Did you have someone to give you away?"

Lucy shook her head with a sad smile, then her jaw dropped when four voices - three male and one female - said in unison, "We'll do it!"

Laxus, Freed, Bickslow, and Evergreen stood quickly and surrounded the blonde. They walked her forward slowly. Laxus held one hand while Bickslow ran the other. Freed's hand was gently pressed to her lower back, while Evergreen mimicked him, her fingers not-so-secretly laced with his. They stopped just in front of the bar as Loke appeared with a very bewildered Mest thrown over his shoulder.

"What the hell is… Oh! Awesome, a wedding!" Mest grinned at Lahar and gave him a thumbs up once he was on his feet. No way in hell was he going to let this throw him for a loop. Honestly, it wasn't the weirdest thing that had happened to him where Lahar and Lucy were concerned. Not by a long shot.

Laxus bent down and kissed Lucy's cheek. "Go get 'im, Blondie."

"I wish you the best of times," Freed whispered, kissing her cheek and taking a step away with the blond Slayer.

Evergreen leaned over her shoulder, pressed a light kiss to her other cheek. "Lucky girl. I expect wedding night details soon." She laughed when Lucy gave her a lecherous grin and an exaggerated wink.

Bickslow turned to look down at the blonde by his side with a soft smile. "Love you, Cosplayer," he whispered tenderly.

"Love you too, Bix," she whispered back.

"He'll take good care of ya, so… I'm not worried." He paused and pressed his lips to her forehead. "Besides, you can take care of yourself."

"Damn right, I can," she giggled.

"Take her already!" one totem laughed, twirling in the air above Lahar's head.

"Take her! Take her!" the other souls echoed.

Bickslow and Lucy rolled their eyes in unison. "Go get that sweet ass of yours married, yeah?"

"Yeah," Lucy answered with a wide smile. She turned to Lahar, carefully placing her hand in the one he extended for her to take. She chanced a glance at the Direct Line mage off to Lahar's side, then to Loke who was standing just behind him. "Thanks, Loke."

"Anything for you, Lucy," Loke answered with a wink.

"Looks like we've got all the family we need," Lahar whispered, brushing his thumb over her new Blue Pegasus guild mark.

"Definitely." She smiled as she looked up into his beautiful lavender eyes, hardly hearing what Master Bob was saying as he began the impromptu ceremony. It didn't really matter anyway. She already knew that, in just a little while, she would be married to the man of her dreams. She would no longer be Lucy Heartfilia, but…

"I now pronounce you… Mr. and Mrs. Rainier. You may kiss the bride."

As Lucy was pulled to Lahar's, and his lips met with hers, she was suddenly more than happy that he had decided to go against doctor's orders. His tongue slipped past her lips, and fireworks burst behind her closed lids. 'Oh yeah... So glad...'

So, what did you all think? I was planning on making it a little longer by actually writing out the wedding ceremony, but… I think I like where this ended up. Maybe. I hope you feel the same way!

Now, it will be a little while before I can get Day 7 up. I've got a little Christmas one-shot to write up. Maybe work on the next Cross Point chapter… Also, lots and lots of university things. Let's just say, I might not have nearly as much writing time come January… Not with classes like these:

-Introduction to Olde English
-Traditional English Grammar
-Form/Technique of Fiction
-Form/Technique of Poetry

Yeah, majoring in Creative Writing, with a minor in Linguistics. I'm either a genius, or… Well, no. I'm insane. :D

The next prompt, whenever it does come out, will be a nice long one, I think. Whenever it comes, here's the prompt:

Day 7: Sinner

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~~GemNika