Chapter 1: Leaving on a Jet Plane

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story, as they all belong to Hiro Mashima. The contents of the story are based entirely on the plots of Mamma Mia! and Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again! with spins and twists of my own, which are still old hat/cliche! Please enjoy anyway!

Lucy stood staring up at the escalator, messenger bag in hand, and her two best friends, Aries and Cana, at her side. "I guess this is it, girls," Lucy sighed out. She was terrified to leave the two girls who she had grown with and was so close to. She looked back at Aries, who had tears in her eyes and trembling lips, and squealed before hugging her, "Don't cry, love! We'll see each other soon enough," before quickly grabbing Cana's hand and backing away towards the escalator, slowly letting Cana's fingers slip from her own.

Aries started blubbering at this point, face almost as pink as her hair from the exertion, so Cana pulled the pinkette to her side. "Good luck, Lu! Do everything I would do!" Cana cheered, causing Aries to stop crying for a moment before sobbing intensely, slowly stopping as Lucy's blonde locks disappeared from view. "Come on, girly. Let's get back home. We all left a mess last night."

"Cana, all those bottles are yours, you lush!" Aries stammered out, shocked.

"What can I say? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours!"

"That's not what that is supposed to mean!'

Lucy walked onto the plane looking for a seat. She looked at her ticket to triple check, "17A," she muttered quietly to herself, scanning the row labels. Seeing her row up ahead, she looked to the window seat to see a tuft of pink hair sticking up. Forgetting herself for a minute, she thought it might be Aries, before frowning and realizing that was impossible. "Ahem, excuse me, sir. I think you're in my seat." The pink-haired man looked up, face minorly embarrassed as he shifted into the middle seat.

"Sorry, miss, I just wanted to look out the window real quick, before I try to fall asleep. I don't really do well on planes and stuff."

She tilted her head to the side and smiled awkwardly, "ooookay," she moved into her seat, crossing his lap and nearly losing her balance. Lucy slipped her bag underneath the seat in front of her and settled back into her chair, looking out the window and seeing the brightly dressed men loading the luggage into the belly of the plane. Sighing, she pulled out her journal and pen case from her carry-on and rummaged through the various writing utensils. Pulling out a purple pen, she began writing in her journal.

Dear mom,

I'm finally doing it. I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know IF I'll be back again… I bought a ticket to London, England and I'm letting fate guide me. You would probably be worried if you knew. Try not to though! I made it through the gate and onto the plane all by myself. The biggest problem being this pink-haired idiot…

"My name is Natsu. But you can call me 'pink-haired idiot' if you like I guess." Natsu chided, smirking.

Without missing a step, Lucy rebutted, "Well it suits you, because only an idiot would be reading over a stranger's shoulder." Glancing over at him, she saw him consider what she was saying, before nodding in defeat, all without losing that maddening smirk on his face.

"Alright, well, blonde-headed hellcat, I'm going to sleep. It was interesting meeting you." Natsu said before closing his eyes and snuggling back into his seat, pulling down his eye cover and crossing his arms. Waving her hand in front of his face, Lucy stared trying to determine if it was safe to start journaling again. Satisfied once she noted the steady rise and fall of his chest, she turned back to her letter.

…who was sitting in my seat, and just had the audacity to read this letter over my shoulder. Father would probably blame me, and tell me that it was my fault for writing personal matters in a public place.

Anyhow, I'm ready mom. For the world. For the adventure. For whatever might come my way. I just wish you were here with me. But I know you can't come.

It's okay that you didn't make it to graduation, either. I know you would have if you could.

I love you, mom. Take care of father while I'm away.

Lucy XOXO

Closing her book and leaning back, she focused on the flight attendants explaining the safety measures and the emergency exit routes. She felt the plane start to taxi around the airport, and she started to get anxious. This was the first time she had been on a plane alone. When coming to Harvard, she at least had Cana and Aries with her on the plane. Now she was alone. Not her parents, not her friends, just her. She looked out the window and tried to take a few calming breaths, before feeling something warm and large encompassing her right hand.

Eyes-wide, she looked over to see her fingers intertwined with his own, before shifting her gaze to the irritating man she dealt with earlier. His eyes were looking intensely at her now, a mix of concern and annoyance, "Look, I get real motion sick, so I can't have you panicking cause I gotta fall asleep. Is this your first time on a plane or somethin'?"

Staring into his big dark green eyes, she shook her head no, "Just my first time without someone I know."

His eyes softened, and concern took over completely, "Alright, well you can hold my hand if you get nervous okay? Just don't squeeze too hard or wake me up by hyperventilating again." Pulling down his eye cover with his left hand, he pulled their conjoined hands into his lap along with his right hand.

Lucy was torn, she didn't want to hold this immensely maddening stranger's hand, but she had to admit the contact brought her extreme comfort. She forced her eyes back out the window, as the plane picked up speed. She felt him squeeze her hand in reassurance as the wheels left the round. She squeezed back and watched Boston get smaller and smaller as they started to move away from the port and over the ocean. Feeling queasy with nerves, she forced herself back into her seat, forced her eyes shut and thought of the adventures she was heading towards and concentrated on ignoring on the comfortable warmth her hand was surrounded by.

When she woke up, she realized she was snuggled into Natsu's chest, his arm around her back and her stomach forced into the armrest between them. Her neck was stiff and her lower back was screaming in agony. The stewardess was walking down the aisle collecting trash and alerting passengers to put their tables up and chairs in an upright position. Embarrassed at their predicament, she none-to-gently forced herself off of Natsu, smacking him awake, "what do you think this is pervert!?" She hissed quietly.

Startled, and quickly becoming nauseous, the poor unsuspecting man started to gag and slumped further into a pile of useless man and spinning stars. Lucy panicked and tried helping him breathe and scrambled to grab her doggy bag from her lunch at the airport for him to wretch into. He crinkled his eyes at her in thanks, before resuming his pathetic behavior. Lucy rubbed his back comfortingly, 'he had held my hand to comfort me, so it's just my paying him back' she thought, excusing her behavior toward him.

Completely focused on him, Lucy didn't even notice the plane hit the tarmac. She only looked up when applause erupted through the plane. Sighing a breath of relief, she looked back at Natsu to see color coming back into his pale face and his breathing slow down, "Are…are you okay now?"

He tried to speak, throat worn out from his wretching, "yeah," he got out scratchily. Lucy handed him her bottle of water, and he gulped down nearly half the bottle. "Like I said, when I'm awake on these things, it's not pretty."

Lucy looked down at her hands folded in her lap, feeling guilty. It's not like he pushed her into his chest. He had clearly been asleep the whole time, because it would have been impossible to miss an episode like that. Frowning she mumbled out an apology, but he just waved her off. "Don't worry about it. We're docked anyways. Have a nice trip or whatever."