The Model and The Reporter, Plus the Twin Matchmakers

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Two words made all three of them cheer loudly and high five each other. "Hey, don't make a big deal out of it! I only said it was good!" Lector shouted, making all of them laugh.

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Lucy sunk into her bed after a whole day of cooking with the three chefs. Exhausting is too little of a word to describe how tired she was. She even got to help cook dinner for everyone!

Nashi and Luke kept on sending her compliments, which made Lucy more than a bit flustered.

Thinking back to it, this was probably the most fun Lucy had in a while. She usually didn't have any time to waste, and much less have time to make a seven course meal for more than nine people. Reasons mostly being work.

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"Oh my god my job!"

Lucy suddenly yelled, shooting out of her bed. She ran towards her backpack and took out her computer, putting it on the desk and turning on the lamplight.

As soon as it was finished loading, her mouse zoomed towards the mailbox.

63 unread emails

Was written at the top. Scrolling through them with her mouse, she saw that most of them were from her boss. Groaning in anguish, Lucy knew that she had a very loud and long lecture ahead of her.

Picking up her phone, she quickly dialed a number. The line picked up almost immediately.

"Crap, she was waiting for this!"

Lucy's panicked thoughts didn't help her situation one bit. "Lucy Heartfilia." Lucy shivered at her manager's voice. "Hi boss..." Lucy spoke, trying to make it sound as polite as possible.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in?!"

Lucy flinched, moving the phone an inch away from her ear. "Umm... no...?" "Well, your report was due three weeks ago, miss Heartfilia."

Her voice was like spitting venom. Lucy sure didn't miss this. "Sorry..." Lucy winced. "Tch. Save your breath. I want your report by the end of this week. And you better make it the best report I've ever read."

Her manager spoke. Lucy glanced at the calendar above her desk. Her eyes widened. "But miss, it's Thursday-," "Do I give a f****?! Just turn it in on time and expect the wors- *beep* *beep* *beep*"

The call ended much shorter than she expected. Lucy stared at the calendar. Grabbing a permanent marker with a sigh, she circled Saturday and wrote some notes down. Only fourty-eight hours to make the best report she could ever create.

Lucy inhaled and held her breath. A few seconds later, she let it all out with a huff. "It's okay, I love a challenge." Lucy reminded herself as she stretched out her arms.

"First, find the best material. What's interesting around here?" Lucy asked herself. She first thought of the three chefs, but the thought was quickly erased. To her manager, the "best" was usually some dirty celebrity secret instead of some heartwarming chefs.

Lucy didn't want to expose Natsu, or Nashi, Juvia, Gray, Kagura, or even Rouge. Her mind went to Sting next. But if Lucy really used to be friends with Sting, she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

So who would it be? And what would she even write about?

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Lucy chewed the tip of her pink pen. Her computer was on her desk in front of her as a piece of scratch paper was placed in front of her. She had no ideas so far. It was looking a little like this: