Whoever gives them passports should be fired.

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The most glorious of days was upon the ice cream haired woman, today was the day that she obtained the power to venture beyond this simple land, and into the many places beyond. The different countries filled with various unknown powers and treasures to both obtain and borrow filled her with glee, especially if it involved borrowing it. perhaps this is why a few of the people in line ahead of the poor girl experienced various wardrobe malfunctions along the way so that it could be sped up. Of course Erika enjoyed the look of a few people so she let them keep their various outfits, but those who she found to be wearing deplorable outfits well... there was no hope.

Still she had to wait at the end of the line for Faeral to show up, since he was the one with the paycheck after all, so naturally anyone who approached the back of the line in this fine little vineyard met a naked end. Erika wasn't about to have someone sit behind her and take up space for Faeral, or deal with the whole "cutting in line' crap that normally happened. People could really be so petty sometimes, arguing about their place in line, or trying to get people to go to the back of the line. Unlike Erika who was the peek of morality and perfection, those types of people were very annoying, but again thankfully Erika wasn't like that at all!

In the grand scheme of things this was probably a huge mistake, an event that should never have taken place in the history of, well their time at least cause the past and far, far future probably didn’t give a lick about the present. What did he care though? This meant travel, travel meant new places, new people, new things, and less boredom for him and a certain two-toned woman. From what he’d read the other countries sounded quite fascinating really, so the option to leave the dreary and mundane for some place exotic had its appeal – like a vacation!

Gods knows he could use one every once in a while.

The man couldn’t ask for a better (special) friend as the line seemed to dwindle a bit by the time he got there. Heck, there wasn’t even anyone behind Erika yet despite the demand! Why he could kiss the woman for her thoughtfulness, but he waited until a few bored people turned about to do so, lifting the woman’s chin and giving her a most gentle brush of lips that had the other ladies swooning a little. ”So sorry to have kept you waiting m’lady,” he apologized, ”Got stuck with a bit of paperwork whilst He went traipsing off on another ‘business’ trip.” Ah yes, his father’s lovely business trips abroad, where he’d find a broad. Faeral supposed when one had so few accomplishments under their belt life wise then bed bragging might be the only thing left for them.

’That pathetic man. If only he could do half of what I can, much less half of what SHE can do,’ he thought, staring down at his partner. ’Oh well, no matter. If we were all winners then how would bias or superiority exist?’

Suddenly, Erika was stricken with a blow to her lips, she knew these lips, however, they were Faeral's, only he decided it was best to assault her mouth and then still feel so smug. Still he knew how to give a good one so she could forgive right now and instead make the various girls who swooned feel the wrath of peeping on an Erika, who was enjoying a little service. Pop went their outfits and the squee's could be heard, in fact people were now starting to freak out over what was happening, was it a clothes ghost perchance, they had heard of a ghost at another location, but to think that there were two of such ghosts well, that was unheard of. Sadly though it was just Erika being salty, salty threads... that made no sense, but Erika did it anyway because she kicked reality to the curb and did the impossible, broke the unbreakable, and saw the invisible, she rowed her boat and fought the powa.

"Oh my to suddenly appear and kiss me like that, Faeral are you perhaps a little hot under the collar? Such paperwork must be horribly boring, perhaps when all of this is done we can find a place to vacation hmm? Obviously unlike the others around here we have the means to do so almost right away."

Smiling a little bit, Erika was already thinking about what kind of jobs to do, thankfully though as their little display happened the few people in front of them were finished and now it was their turn, and Faeral was up to bat dealing with the one who handed out the passports. That poor bastard.

It was amazing how quickly a line died down when people suddenly realized they had other business to attend too. If they just put on an air of nonchalance and decided they were wearing the finest robes in all the land then they might’ve gotten their passports on this fine day, but alas people shuffled off holding rags over their forms. Most actually shuffled too out of fear of losing one of their remaining slogs of fabric to hide their embarrassing bodies – they must’ve been if they couldn’t stand proudly. Faeral would keep such thoughts to himself, if only to avoid Erika deciding he should prove such an attitude. He didn’t want to make the person handing the things out depressed after all.

At the front in a matter of minutes rather than hours as someone earlier projected, Faeral tipped his hat to the desk personnel – who seemed a little wary of his surroundings. Perhaps he feared a sudden visit from the Fashion Faerie too? Best to make this quick then as he tapped the desk with his cane, jarring the man out of his momentary lapse in attention and even getting a small jump as a reward. ”Uh-uhm  tattoo?” the poor schlub stuttered.

This little detail had been one of the things to keep him, the man sure to not overlook such a possible oversight as he deftly pulled back the sleeve of both jacket and shirt. It was amazing the things one could do with a children’s tattoo and a bit of “magic gloss” as he called it, knowing a rather odd woman with even stranger concoctions. For the rest of the day the orange mark of Fairy Tail would sit securely on his arm, unwavering no matter how much soap and scrubbing one might use. In fact it would require a form of magic to remove – or slicing off the skin – something that seemed to be required to remove any such mark. The man licked his finger and rubbed it as if to ensure it wasn’t just some child’s tattoo and nodded, ”Um…all right, you’re clear. And you, miss?”

They reached the front and the man seemed very afraid of Faeral, Erika couldn't blame him many people were scared of the obviously high-class man, but not Erika of course, being afraid of one's own henchmen simply wouldn't do, not for such a high-class lady like Erika. She was well respected and known only for the perfection within her mind and heart towards her goal of total global domination, she'd probably try to do that with a hampster or something just to make it funnier. A giant mutant space hampster that could devour all in it's wake with but a nudge of it's cutew little nose. She would dub him fluffy destroyer of worlds, and his only weakness would be the Spanish, those crafty people. They would know his weakness of too much tequila after work! Still it would prove effective, even if she had to deal with them herself when Fluffy was weakened.

You could imagine Erika's face being all dark, broody, and stupid at the same time while these thoughts went through her head, so when the man whimpered out towards her, she simply glanced up with the same expression and looked him dead in the eyes.

"I've got mine right here"

Pulling out an orange marker Erika quickly drew a bit of the fairy tail symbol upon her arm and then showed it to him.

"I'm a member of fairy tail!"

"Uh... miss you just drew that in front of me..."

"Did I now? Such a shame I want a passport, and I am sure these people that were here wanted to keep their clothes... and I am sure you wanted to have children at some point."

The man's hand stamped the approval stamp so fast that the ink bonded right away with the paper. His hand shaking he handed her a passport and then told them that they were good to go, Erika smiling with a small thank you did a little hop and pecked Faeral on the cheek before fashionably leaving the joint off on her own adventure to... earth land and BEYOND!