Finally got some time to write! And guess what? I locked myself out of my phone. Ugh! This story came from another writers so I basically don't own anything. I'm just putting a small twist. Hope you enjoy!
-Igneel's P.O.V-
Being a cop I see tons of things. And arrest a lot of people. Some being petty theft, others being attempted murder. Right now I was arresting a blond girl that looked about seventeen. "Why did you steal?" I asked putting her in the cruiser.
"Money's tight officer. And, no one would suspect a blond to do this or come up with a plan," she said. (I do NOT have this thought on blonds! I have a lot of blonde friends that are smart!)
I shut the door and sighed, remembering how my foster son, Natsu, and how he used to do this stuff. I sat in the drivers seat and my phone started ringing. "Hey son," I said answering Natsu's phone call.
"Hey dad. Do you know where-" I cut him off.
"Hey, I can't talk to you. I got to take this seventeen year old girl to the station," I said.
"Seventeen and a half officer," The blond said with a smile.
"Is she cute?" Natsu asked, "I'm just kidding! Don't actually ask her!"
"He blondie?" I asked. She hummed in response. "My son wants to know if you're cute," I said.
"Oh mavis. Kill me now," Natsu mumbled.
"Well, is he cute?" The girl asked.
"Dad. You can stop," Natsu chimed in.
"I'd like to think so," I answered.
"Then so would I," The blond said.
"Natsu? You still there?" I asked.
"Wish I wasn't!" Natsu yelled.
"She said yes," I said.
There was a few door slams. "Natsu?" I asked.
"Dad? How long until you get to the station? I'm already there."
Hope you guys enjoyed that! Just a reminder this was a one-shot!
