Hey girl hay!
This is my first fanfiction so um yeah, yay or something. I read a lot, fanfictions, books, graphic novels, mangas, everything, like a LOT a lot. So I hope I can write one as good as I can read. Goodness knows I can read well.
Anyway, you already (hopefully) read the summary, so you know what this is about ( unless you go around randomly clicking on things ), so I'll get to it already.
This was going to be a one shot/short story, but then I wrote it and omg so many words and stuff, and this might go on for a while.
The morning had been a normal morning, (with Lucy waking up being squished by Natsu , and subsequently screaming at him to get off her), the midday as normal you could expect for Fairy Tail (Erza was out on a "fight these guys, get our stuff" type mission, so Natsu and Grey fought until they got hungry) , and the afternoon also wasn't anything special, (Juvia hung around Grey while Wendy and Romeo looked at each other from across the guild hall).The evening though, that's where things got interesting.
"Luuuuuuuuucy", Natsu whined. "I'm huuuungrryyyyyyyy."
"Well, that's not my problem, is it?!"she snapped. I should probably apologize. I feel kind of bad for yelling at him like that, after all, it's not his fault that I have writers block and haven't written a single word all day. "Natsu, I'm-"
"Going to make me something to eat? Good! I think I'd like some curry first, then maybe some pork chops, on fire of course, then-"
Ugh, never mind. I swear, he makes it hard to be nice to him sometimes. "If you want a freaking five course meal, go to a restaurant!"
"Hey, that's not a bad idea Lucy! I think I will! You want to go with me?"
Did he just ask me out on a date?! She blushed.
And at that moment, Miss Mira Jane the matchmaker and bartender suddenly started to pay A LOT more attention.
Hmmmm, this is a good opportunity to get back at him for always barging into my apartment and eating my food. I'll just get lots of expensive foods and he'll have to pay for it. " Okay, I will, but only if you pay for everything."
"Okay, I'll go get ready and pick you up in like an hour. OK, Happy, come on, we got to leave." He called out to whoever cared enough to listen.
Happy flew over from where he was talking to (and being ignored by) Carla. "Aye sir!"
