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Interrobang-ish Mascot

Chapter 1

"I hope you understand the situation Gray." Makarov said, patting the mentioned male's shoulder.

"But why me Gramps, why not Gajeel or that Pinkie? Or better yet, why not a girl? I can bet they will be more than happy to do this." Gray complained, shooting horrified glances at the mask head of the costume of their school's mascot, a fairy, a tailed fairy to be precise.

"Pish-posh my child, do you honestly think I would've called you here if they would've agreed? And on top of that you aren't gonna play this year because of your injury, all the more reason for me to make this proposal to you. After all you already have an idea of what you are to do, ne?"

"Yes but Gramps! A fairy! Seriously? Everyone's gonna tease me about it to no ends!" Gray groaned once again, gesturing towards the scary as heck staring head.

"Well Erza did injure herself while saving you from drowning so it is only legit that you fulfill her role this year, don't you think?" Makarov asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Pulling his wild card he was sure that the raven will agree.

"Don't play dirty gramps! You can't guilt trip me into this."

"Oh but I can, and I am. Now, do you want poor Erza to come all the way here on her wheelchair just because you don't want to be seen in that costume, causing her a lot of discomfort or are you gonna be a good boy and just get your ass in there?"

Gray looked at the creepy-as-hell head. He sighed, extending his hands and picking it up but keeping it at a distance as if it was an abomination.

"Good boy, now shoo! I have some important work to do."

With that Gray took his leave. He had already hid the horrible thing in a big bag so no one will see it and tease him. Especially not that Pinkie brat, or he's never gonna let him live it down.

He limped over lightly to locker room and stuffed the horrible thing inside. He slammed the locker's door shut but it rebounded and hit him in the face with the same force he had applied, that is, enough to bruise his poor cheek.

"Aw fuck!" he cursed loudly in the empty hallways. This hideous thing was already bringing him bad luck.

He glared at the head poking out lightly from the bag before trying to push it inside again. He tried closing the panel but it just wasn't locking. He punched the little fucker only to end up with a red fist.

"Owowowowowowow! You ghastly ghoul!"

While Gray was busy cursing the horrendous thing he failed to notice someone heading towards him.

"Hey Grayie-poops! Watcha doing? It looks like fun!" Loke, the sissy diva, bounded up to him and accidentally tackled him down.

Because of that the costume fell out of the locker and on top of the strawberry blonde.

"Wah! What the-! What is this doing with you Gray?!"

Gray groaned in despair. The cat was out of the bag, why bother catching it anymore?

"Am gonna be the mascot this year."

Loke owlishly blinked at the other. He picked up the head and stared at it long enough to get dizzy. As if on auto-pilot, he went over to his bestie and placed the head over the other's head.

"Yah! What the fuck are ya doing you stupid imp?!"

Loke just lost it. He fucking lost it right there. "O to the M to the G! OHMYFUCKINGOSHGRAY! Goodness!" he chortled, clutching his stomach while literally ROFL-ing.

Gray just wished that the other will choke on his spit and which, to Gray's sadistic amusement, he actually did. "Heh serves you right." He commented while pulling off the stuffy and smelly thing.

"But seriously though, it was so damn funny I just can't-Ohgosh!" and like that Loke was once again laughing like a freaking banshee.

Gray glared at him and proceeded to throw the head on the floor with full force. But the head bounced back up and hit him square in the face which provided Loke with another thing to cackle like a hyena about.

"This thing is effing cursed!" Gray shrieked, striken with horror.

"Cursed my ass! I can't wait to see you wearing this and jumping around." Loke declared. He tried to pinch the other's cheek but his hand was smacked away before he could do the deed.

"Don't. You. Even. Dare."

Loke being Loke ignored the glare being fixed on him and picked up the fairy head that was still pitifully lying on the floor. Whilst handing the thing to its temporary owner he smirked. With a little coy tone he said, "Gray-poo, why don't you look at the brighter side?"

"What bright side? There's nothing bright about this…this…abomination-ic thing." Gray retorted, taking the bloody (literally, when it had hit his mouth his lips had kinda bled and stained the awful head.) head from the other.

"Aish what am I gonna do with a dense boy like you?" Loki mumbled under his breath. "Look my dear," Loke began, hooking his arm around the other's shoulders. "You are gonna be our school's MASCOT! That is the most important damn symbol in tomorrow's game! And guess what, who's gonna be playing tomorrow?" Loke questioned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Uhh…our school's team?"

"No you idiot! I mean yes but, who's the goal keeper, huh?"

"Uhh…Natsu?"

"Yesshhh! And you my dear, who has been bearing a really Godzilla-like-huge crush on him since so long-!" "How the hell do you know it!?" "Hohoho you underestimated my power Gray baby now don't interrupt me."

Gray could just glare at him helplessly.

"And where was I…uh YEAH! On the day of the game, aside from the team, you are gonna be our school's main attraction! Gray-chi! Just imagine! When you will do those swoon-worthy flips and accidentally fall down, Natsu will rush all the way to rescue you, then when you will be admitted with a fractured leg and arm, he will sit beside your hospital bed, caressing your lips and before you know it he will be kis-!"

A punch was what brought Loke back from his yaoi fantasy land. Gray panted lightly, his face a bright shade of scarlet. "What the fuck Loke! You sound soooo gay!"

"Well I am. Now why did you punch me! You ruined my purrfect face you idiot!"

"I don't give two shits about your stupid face! Now, before you speculate anything more about me and that lizard, get it in your brain less head that we are NEVER gonna be a damn-shitty-gooey couple!" Gray snarled angrily, poking the other's head for better measures.

Loke giggled, creeping the other out. "Aigooo my poor Grayie poo is suffering from the blues of one-sided love. I understand, after all we are bestie-!"

"Besties?! My foot! God Loke get it outta your head dude! It's just a stupid nursery class crush! Moreover I am already trying to get over it."

"Trying, my bud, is never gonna lead you to your deserved 'happy ending'. Plus you haven't even tried to fess! Grow a pair and take advantage of the opportunity you dense klutz!"

"Aargh! It's all because of this scchhupid mascot thing!" Gray fumed, flinging the head towards the strawberry blonde. He proceeded to pick up his bag and head out, leaving Loke standing there with the costume.

"Uh Gray, what am I gonna do with it?"

"Burn it if you want." Gray replied absentmindedly, crouching down to tie a loose lace.

"Oh no, you don't."

Gray felt his body being raised by the back of his collar. He was turned around like a rag doll only to come face to face with the soccer team's coach, Gildarts Clive.

"C-coach!" Gray squeaked. He looked over the man's shoulder (he was dangling mid-air) and shot a stinky eye to his 'best buddy' who was ditching him with a not-so-happy coach and the awful costume. He could swear that he was able to hear him guffawing all way through the corridor.

TBC

Sorry for the lame-ness. I tried my best T^T