A Birthday Party for Molly

[Gildarts]

"Gildarts is here. And he bought you breakfast by extension, isn't that cool?" Cassandra said with a smile as she analyzed Cana's face. Her cheeks had been churning with the stuffing of food inside her mouth.

"What?!" Cana spat out a small chunk of food and stood up shocked, her eyebrows raised like mountains and excitement glittered in her eyes, "Really?"

"Really, we can go look for him when you're done, though I think someone mentioned something about a festival going on around town... That shouldn't throw a wrench in our plans too much though. How hard could it be to find a Prime as known as Gildarts is in a small town like this?" Cassandra said, unknowingly jinxing their mission.

"Wow," Cana said with a gulp, "I'm so excited... Finally." The Fairy Tail witch crammed down the rest of the food, so much so that it choked her a bit on the way down. She swished a comb through her hair, grabbed her satchel and headed for the door of their room at the inn.

...

Gildarts wiggled his nose as the wind itched him with a sneeze as though someone had been talking about him. He shrugged it off, it was probably nothing anyway, plus today's job was to enjoy the day with Molly, the precious little girl he'd saved from a life of being an orphan.

The duo were back on the town now, walking along the streets, she with a grand smile, a tiara, and a noble strut. Her princess dress was a mixture of pink and purple and it appeared to be made silk as it glimmered with a sheen of satin. It swayed in the sun and wind and was very eloquent for the occasion. Gildarts hadn't dressed up at all, but his black cape was whisking in the wind and dancing behind their gallant stroll. 

"What'll you do next?" Gildarts asked while his eyes looked up at the tweeting birds.

"Hmm, I think it's too late to do the pinata, we could..." she put her finger on her chin as she thought over some of the events around town. "Gildarts, do you ever get homesick?"

"Homesick?" Gildarts felt his eyebrows raise.

"Yeah, cause you're not from here, you were taken from your world just like me, created her for whatever Omni's divine plan is, but you have to feel homesick sometimes for the things and people you knew." She wagered.

"I thought we were deciding what we were doing next for your birthday," the Prime smiled, she was procrastinating and he had caught her, but that didn't mean she didn't want an answer either, "Sure, I do miss it, and my old guild, they're my family and I hope to see them again someday, but life is strange and throws us some obstacles. Here in Ambrosia it's a lot like home because of the happy, friendly faces I'm surrounded by. Out there, in the Omniverse, it's a lot like home too, because of all the dangers I have to face to make a difference in the world, as well as complete the jobs I take on."

"Hmm." Molly nodded. "Do you ever miss me and Guu here in Ambrosia?"

Gildarts stopped and knelt down to look levelly in her eyes, "Of course I do. I miss your smiles the most."

He stood up and they walked on. "Gildarts let's have a squirt-gun fight."

"I'm not sure that is in the party plan, though I can't quite make out what's written on all of it because of the hoof-print back round. Well, sure, why not?" Gildarts shrugged.

"Gildarts you have to make the squirt-guns." she said while her arms crossed across her torso.

"Well, you'll have to change if you don't want your dress ruined too," he quipped back.

"I think the squirt gun fight will be SUPER fun because the water should be dyed different colors! I want the pink one! I want the pink one!" the girl chanted.

"Alright then, in that case what if the participants wore white to accentuate the different colors. At the end, we'll all look like rainbows." Molly agreed with the nod of her head and couldn't believe how ingenious it was while Gildarts got started on the artillery.