AN: Hello to the one person that's willing to read my awful writing! This is my first ever fanfic, but I'll try my best to make it not completely horrible (if it is I'm sorry). Don't be too rough on me if this story is kinda cliche. It's HARD to make an original story with the thousands of ideas that are already put up on this site. Just a warning: This is a real life AU, and I know that this has been done many times, but I'll try to make this different and unique. Okay, enough of my blabbering; time to start writing! (P.S. This story is not beta-read because I want my first story to be all from me, so expect some mistakes.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, but Hiro Mashima does. (Did I spell his name right? Sorry, but I don't have wifi right now, and I'll probably be too lazy to check later soooo...)
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Layla Heartfilia was laying in her bedroom and squeezing her husband's hand.
"Don't worry honey, you're doing great. Just wait a little for the doctor to get here." Layla smiled and nodded, but the smile was laced with pain from the contractions that caused her body to shake uncontrollably. She was giving birth, but the baby wasn't supposed to be due for another month. The day had been going fine before, but then things started happening all at once. Jude Heartfilia was, luckily, a quick thinker, and he was able to call a doctor before it was too late. After a few agonizing minutes in which he worried for his beloved wife, a doctor rushed in along with a couple nurses to help deliver the baby. Then started the long and painful process of giving birth to a child.
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It was finally done. The baby was born, and Layla Heartfilia had made it through successfully, more or less. The doctor, Celia Star, (AN: I know; I have no imagination.) pulled Jude out of the room, and she was talking to him in hushed tones as Layla recovered from the strain of having a baby, sleeping deeply.
"I'm surprised Layla made it through. We almost lost her a couple times in the process." Celia said. Jude gasped and was worried for his wife's well-being.
"How is she now? And is the baby okay?" Jude asked anxiously, forgoing his normally formal way of speech because of how scared he was at the moment.
"You now have a healthy baby girl, and so far Layla seems to be doing well, but I'm worried that something might happen. Would you allow me to stay and become Layla's personal doctor?" Celia asked.
"Of course." Jude said, reverting back to a formal way of speaking but still smiling. "I'm sure that Layla would not mind having one of her childhood friends staying with her."
"Yeah, we go way back." Celia said while smiling, not speaking formally now that the situation didn't call for it. "Oh! Layla's waking up! And she probably wants to hold her baby. Come on!" Celia rushed to where the baby girl was laying down, carefully picked her up, and walked over to Layla's bedside, taking extra care to not jostle or harm the baby.
When Layla looked at her baby, she smiled a soft, love-filled smile while reaching out to her. after holding the baby for a couple minutes, Layla said, "You're such a pretty little girl, and I know the perfect name for you. Lucy. Like Love Lucky the day the 'K' wasn't there."
While looking at this mother-daughter scene, both Jude and Celia got a little choked up. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." Jude said.
"It's settled then. Welcome to the world, my beautiful little Lucy." Layla said, gazing at Lucy with the love that only a mother can have for her child. Thus began the life of "Lucky" Lucy Heartfilia.
AN: That's the end of the prologue. I know it's really boring (and kind of short) but hopefully it'll get better later on. Well, to the (maybe) one person who read this, thanks! I don't think anyone's going to read this, though, so it kind of feels like I'm talking to myself. Oh well, I'm a lonely potato that is destined to go insane someday. Maybe today's a good day to start. Well, I'm off on the road to insanity! Bye!