I found out somewhere or the other that it was LaLu week, and couldn't resist contributing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail. If I did, Laxus and Lucy would actually speak to each other.

Makato and Hope look at each other and giggle again. They were finally able to play the classic trick that their Uncle Natsu taught to them on their older brother.

Makato slowly releases Storm's hand from the necklace he was wearing as Hope uncapped the Whipped Cream. He carefully reaches their older sibling's hand out to his sister, glancing towards said older brother's eyes to keep sure that he wasn't awake yet. Hope shook the container slightly before reaching down and propelling the Whipped Cream out and into Storm's hand.

She giggles slightly, silently thanking her uncle yet again for teaching them this laughter-filled trick.

Makato reaches for the feather beside him, reaching it up to tickle the other man's nose.

The two twins notice Storm's eyes starting to flutter open, immediately dashing out of the room to their own as they (fail to) attempt to suppress their laughter.

A yell is heard, most likely coming from Storm, causing Hope and Makato to roll over on the ground, grabbing their stomachs, and cackling loudly.

Shuffling could be heard as Storm marches off to the bathroom, trying desperately to remove the white substance off of his face and into the sink. He sighs as he looks into the mirror. It appears that some of it was failing to come off, leaving streaks of white upon his face.

He leaves the bathroom, walks down the hall, and knocks on his parents' red oak bedroom door. He hears them moving about, putting on their respective robes, before his father opens the door.

Their eyes meet.

No words are needed.

It was Hope and Makato's silly antics again.

Laxus nods to his son and moves out of the doorway to let his wife through. Lucy yawns as she hugs her beloved son in greeting.

Turning towards her husband again, she steps onto her tippy toes to place a brief, but soft kiss on his lips, and then whispers into his ear.

"I'll clean up Storm. You just go get Hope and Makato, okay?"

"Yeah," he replies, smiling slightly at his wife.

She steps down, reaches to grab her son's hand, and leads him to the bathroom, leaving her husband with their lovely, yet immensely exasperating brats. He sighs, aggravated that he had been woken up from his sleep because of his children.

He walks down the hall and opens the kids' bedroom door as quick as lightning, yet very quietly. He promptly spots Hope and Makato still laughing on the floor, oblivious to their father's presence.

He gives it three seconds.

Three...

Two...

One...

Their laughing stops and their faces pale instantaneously. They had forgoten that their parents were sleeping as well, and would probably be getting in super-duper huge trouble.

Laxus picks Hope up gently, despite his current anger with them, and places her sitting behind his head and on his shoulders. He then delicately picks up Makato, holding the boy in one arm, and tromps out of the room.

The blonde man walks down the white carpeted stairs within their house, then walks across their beautifully designed living room to place the children upon the brown couch.

Laxus stood staring at them with his arms crossed and creepy, narrowed eyes that made the siblings feel as if he could see into their souls.

All was silent and steady in the room until Lucy and Storm -whom had no Whipped Cream on his face anymore- were heard walking down the stairs, joining the rest of the family. They both sat down on a couch opposite to the brown one the twins are sitting on.

Laxus sits down on the other side of his wife as the two seven year olds audibly gulp.

They sit in a tense silence for a few seconds before the lightning dragon slayer speaks up.

"Apologize." Brief, clear, and right to the point.

"I'm sorry, Storm." Hope replied instantly, looking her older sibling in the eye.

Makato, having an amount of stubbornness that exceeded his sister, simply stares down at his feet as if they would give him all of life's answers.

"Apologize, now." Laxus comands of his youngest son in a deadlier and incredibly dangerous sounding voice.

Several minutes pass as the family remains in a deafening silence, watching and waiting on Makato as he desperately tries not to break under the pressure of such intense gazes.

He wasn't going to break. He was not going to break. He would never, ever break under the- Oh, screw it.

"I'm sorry!" He shouts as fast as he possibly can.

He broke under the pressure.

The last few minutes of their lives were officially completely wasted.

"I accept your apologies," Storm replies gruffly, "Just promise to never do it again."

"I promise!" They squeak together right away.

"Now," Lucy speaks, "tell me when Natsu taught you that."

"How did you know it was Uncle Natsu?"

"It's always Natsu."

Laxus nods in affirmation of his wife's words.

"A few weeks ago, I think. It seemed super-duper fun and stuff, so we wanted to do it," answers Hope on behalf of both of them.

"When exactly did you decide you would do it?"

"Right before we did it. There was a little bit left from Nii-chan's birthday, and we were bored..."

Lucy sighs as she brings a hand up to wipe her eyes. She had to wake up at -based upon the light coming in through the curtains- seven o'clock because her children had gotten bored. You don't hear Natsu and Lisanna or even Evergreen and Elfman talking about their children waking them up at such an ungodly hour, yet hers were. How was she still sane, again?

"That's stupid." Storm's words break Lucy from her thoughts, "When I was seven and I got bored, I would start training my magic. Not freaking prank anybody."

"Storm, we can handle this, don't go telling them that they're stupid. It was their idiotic uncle being, well, an idiot." The Celestial Mage tells her eldest son as she briefly faces him before turning back to her other children.

"However, you shouldn't have done that. It's not a very nice thing to do. You want to be nice, don't you?"

The twins quickly nod. They wanted to be big, strong heroes (and heroines) with hearts of gold when they grew up, and go on cool adventures to save the world like the older Fairy Tail members did.

"Well, then you're going to have to be nice to your brother. I know he can be moody like another blonde guy I know, but he's still a proud Fairy Tail member who would do anything for you guys. So play nicely with him, okay?"

They nod reluctantly, but agreeing nonetheless.

"Two weeks of no dessert. Understood?" Laxus asks.

"Aye," they answer as they then scramble off of the couch and up the stairs to play some sort of game.

Laxus rubs his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"I think we should keep them away from Whipped Cream for a while."

Lucy leans over to her husband and hugs him tightly before kissing his cheek.

"I think we should keep them away from Natsu permanently."

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Farry45