I don't really have a good explanation for why I decided to do this, but I thought it would be fun to try to write a bunch of AUs satirizing the abundance of Jellals in the Fairy Tail series and mix that with my love for Jerza and Mystwalker. The story is M. And that's for multiple reasons. That's all I'll say, haha.

To note, none of these drabbles (or the characters for that matter) are necessarily related to each other. But I'll let you know clearly if they can in the same universe. Hopefully there's no confusion between any twins or triplets—unless I want you to be confused. Eh, we'll see where this goes.

Anyway, I'm debuting this project with something for Mystwalker Week 2k15, prompt: jealousy.

Last Name First

"Erza Scarlet, what's good?"

Said girl of practically the same face and hair looked up at her same-named confrontation.

"Knightwalker," the other Erza replied, calmly, slowly standing up from her seat at the lunch table surrounded by her friends. The scarlet-haired junior lifted her left leg to free herself from the cafeteria-style table and stepped out into the open, facing her lookalike with an identical glare.

"Tsch," Knightwalker hissed. She looked the other woman up and down—unfazed by just how similar the two of them looked, especially given the high school uniforms they were required to wear on a day-to-day basis—before eyeing Scarlet's waist length hair.

Knightwalker used to have waist-length hair too. But she cut if off in sophomore year, sick and tired of being mistaken for this unrelated counterpart of hers.

But she would never admit out loud that the reason why she hacked her hair short was because of that. In fact, she hated that Scarlet had even caused her to do something. She hated being affected by—she was the one that created effect.

She even took up competitive swimming to justify the shorter length of her hair, explaining that the swim cap was easier to put on—and that she wouldn't be dragged by any unnecessary extra weight.

"What do you want now, Knightwalker?"

The other Erza stepped towards her, solid and confident footsteps. Erza wouldn't budge—she'd make the other Erza come to her—and she wouldn't back away either—she'd wait for the other Erza to figure out who was the better scarlet-haired Erza out of the two of them.

The cafeteria noise had begun to settle down as more and more students noticed the two twins-not-twins standing in front of each other, crossed arms, furrowed eyebrows, chin pointed upwards.

The competition between Erza Scarlet and Erza Knightwalker was well known phenomena in not just the high school, but also the neighborhood, an unfortunate chancing of two redhead same-aged women within the same school district whose mothers had both chosen the most popular name of 1998 for the first name of their firstborn daughters.

A fight was about to start—the other students could feel the tense atmosphere about to snap—but before they started chanting for whatever side they were rooting on, they all needed to know exactly what the two of them were going to be brawling about this time.

Knightwalker noticed the other high schoolers pulling out their phones—likely about to Snapchat or live Tweet the showdown that they predicted was going to happen between the Erzas.

She could just feel the internet buzzing wildly in the air and if she listened hard enough, she could make out the vibrations of the other students' phone notifications.

"celestialfilia think it'll be another pun battle? –wordsmith"

"damn, graynopants ironstomach y'all need to get to the cafeteria NOW! –firedupslayer"

"and on this episode of Erza vs. Erza… - drinksoncana"

Normally Knightwalker wouldn't care—she actually rather liked the fact that the Erza vs. Erza Facebook page was so popular within their circle of friends—but this fight was a little…personal.

"Let's take this outside, Scarlet," Knightwalker said, tilting her head and walking forward, passing by her counterpart without another word.

Her twin-not-twin took the hint and followed her outside and around the corner of the schoolyard.

Once they were out of hearing range from other students, Knightwalker swiveled around on her heel to confront the other Erza once again.

"You're dating him, too, aren't you?" she suddenly accused.

"Excuse me?" Scarlet retorted. Knightwalker lifted her lip in disgust as she watched Scarlet slowly reach up to tuck away her dark red-framed glasses.

Knightwalker had never been so glad to be wearing contacts.

"Jellal Fernandes," Knightwalker said, stressing every single syllable. "You're dating him, aren't you?"

"What of it?" the other Erza snarled, placing her eyewear case into her pocket. "You jealous?"

"Psssh, no," she replied. "Why would I be jealous when I know I've been dating him for at least three months longer than you?"

The other woman looked at her with marked disbelief and suspicion. "You? Dating that sweet boy?"

Knightwalker smirked. "Oh, I'll have you know that he isn't that sweet."

"Don't fuck around with me, Knightwalker. It's not going to work," Scarlet cursed at her. "We can fight about all the trivial shit that you want to fight about between us—but you will not bring Jellal into this."

"Then you shouldn't have pushed yourself into my relationship."

"Your relationship?" her counterpart retaliated. "What—is he property now? Did you already piss on him and make him yours or something?"

Knightwalker's eyebrow arched high. "Maybe I have," she purred, winking. "But you wouldn't know."

The revulsive smile that suddenly landed on Scarlet's face highly amused Knightwalker. Nevertheless, she turned the conversation back around.

"Well maybe your problem is that you need to discuss the open-ended description of your relationship," Scarlet replied, smooth and mature. "Because honestly it just sounds like you're the one that's having a miscommunication."

And the other Erza turned on her heel, heading back to her lunch.

"Mmm—no, no, no," Knightwalker corrected, grabbing hold of her twin-not-twin's forearm tightly and spinning the woman back around to face her. "I believe that you're the one that's not interpreting this conversation correctly." She snarled at Scarlet, slightly baring teeth. "I brought you out here so that we can settle this. Now."

At first, Scarlet remained composed but after seeing Knightwalker's challenge written all over a face that mirrored hers, the other Erza slowly broke her peaceful resolve and let out her years-long of agitation building up against her counterpart.

"Yeah," Scarlet agreed, taking back her wrist from Knightwalker's grip. "Let's get this over with."

"There can only be one of us!"

across the other side of the school

Jellal's phone vibrated.

Waking up from his short lunch break nap, he lifted his head slightly and flipped it over onto the table and read it off the screen.

Meredy: "your gfs about to break some neck! get your ass over there!"

"Damn," the blue-haired high school student cursed to himself, picking up his cellphone and replying immediately.

As a newly transferred student, he had only started hearing about the fights that Erza got into with her supposedly lookalike. But he hadn't realized just how often these quarrels were.

He texted Meredy back. "she's not my gf. we're just dating."

The ultramarine looked pensively out the window. The first time Erza had gotten into a fight with her counterpart, he had immediately rushed to the scene to make sure that she was okay, but once he actually arrived, he quickly realized that Erza in no way needed his help, and in fact, he would probably be the one that would be needing hers when the time came.

Erza was…a demon.

His phone vibrated again.

Meredy: "srsly, this is serious shit. you have to take care of this."

Jellal mused for a little bit. His pink-haired sister often got a little too excited when these Erza vs. Erza fights happened. Meredy had rapidly adopted their new high school's culture, and he couldn't blame her—that was why she was so much better at adapting whenever they moved to new places.

Although Meredy didn't have an identical twin.

He blinked slowly, trying to talk himself out of falling asleep, but his face slowly rolled back down to his desk as he nodded off, confident Erza would make it out of the fight just fine.

The door to the classroom flew open.

"Jellal!" a voice exclaimed.

Said blue-haired high school student opened one eye and looked at who was at the door, instantly getting a little aggravated.

"Bro—you know I didn't sleep until 4 in the morning today trying to finish up that stupid Tower of Heaven project," Jellal snarled at his twin brother. "What the fuck do you want?"

"Nah, this is serious. Get the fuck up!" Mystogan warned, coming up to Jellal and shaking him awake.

"Okay, shit! Shit! I'm up. I'm up!" and Jellal got to his feet, pulling back the hair from his face.

"Erza started picking a fight with Erza," his twin quickly reported to him.

"Yeah, Meredy texted me. That shit always happens."

"Yeah but—they're fighting over us this time."

"What—"

But then all the pieces of the puzzle started came together.

"Fuck, they're getting us confused, aren't they?"

"It's not their fault that both our names are Jellal Fernandes, you know?" Mystogan reminded his twin brother. "And it's not like I tell Erza to call me Mystogan—that's like a family nickname."

"Yeah, blame your crackpot head of a father for betting the names of his firstborn sons with his drunk as fuck friend and actually going through it," Jellal sighed, exasperated, and starting out the classroom door toward the schoolyard.

Mystogan rolled his eyes, following after his twin. "You know, he's your father too."

Lol okay, I don't know what just happened. Lol wtf. Anyway, let me know what you think!

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