"GET OUT OF HERE, YOU BRAT!" Lucy screamed, slamming the bathroom's door on your face which sent you flying straight to her room.

Lucy was getting tired of you. You were her newest key. A menace in life who died and became a spirit as a punishment for it's crimes. You were the last spirit she needed to finally complete her collection... And the last spirit she wanted at all, because of your personnality.

You were selfish, always trying to make her yours, rebel, never listening to what she tell you during fights and perverted, constantly trying to see her naked , seduce her or making stupid jokes.

And the worse ? You are free. You can summon yourself whenever you want since you can't reside in the spirit world.

As she finished getting dressed, she found you in her bed, waiting for her to cuddle. Because yes, of course you had to be a cuddle bug.

She lay down next to you, resting her head on your chest, and wrapping her arms around you. She couldn't help but grins mischievously and poking the beast.

"Oh? So Mr the Menace is a cuddle enjoyed? How cute..."

Okay...

Maybe she didn't hate you that much...