Hello There. I would Like to welcome you to Luna's Life, better known as Luna's Lobotomy. Or commonly known as SICK SAD WORLD (If you get that reference, I love you, and lets become best friends.). So um yea. Enjoy, I guess?

"IM HOOOMME." I exclaim as I kick my shoes off and throw my bag on the ground. With my announcement having gone ignored, I listen closer to the muffled giggles and whispers coming in from the kitchen.

"Quit it, Natsu!" A familiar female voice squeaks amongst a fit of giggles.

"Make me, baby." The other male voice replies in a forced, husky tone.

I walk in to find my father holding my mother by the waist while she attempts to cook. I turn away and shield my eyes before I can see anymore.

"EW! Why do you guys always have to be like this? I swear I can never come home in peace."

"Why are you so disgusted by our… activities. It was how you were made you know." She says sweetly before tucking a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear.

"That's right, baby girl." My dad replies without halting his amorous gestures.

I quickly grab a water from the fridge and grumpily walk towards the direction of my room upstairs as I grunt: "This why I can never have any fucking friends over. What the actual fuck is my life."

"Stop being so dramatic. I have to deal with it too." My brother spats with that perpetually bratty expression of his as I pass him on the stairs.

"Shut the fuck up, Nash. Nobody cares what you think." I reply coolly, repressing the urge to flip my hair.

"You know; you should really go on a diet. Your ass looks a whole new level of obese from this angle." He replies with a smirk and runs off out the door before I can reply.

"UHGGGH. Why couldn't I have been an only child?!" I scream at the void as I take the last stride to my bedroom. I plop onto my bed and stare at the ceiling, enjoying the silence. The silence is quickly disrupted by more squeals from downstairs. I roll my eyes and face plant a frilly throw pillow onto my face. My pity party only lasts a moment before I abruptly decide to sprint up, and jump out the window with only my phone and wallet in hand. As soon as I make my landing on the stone cobble pavement, I look down to realize that I am still wearing my little panda house slippers. I shudder at the thought of going back inside, and decide to walk to my friend Rosemary's house instead to go borrow a pair of her shoes. I wriggle my toes and fold my arms under the other out of the bitter chill that hits me as I start off. Fuck. I forgot a jacket too. As I waddle in the direction of the Fernandez household, I think to myself: Just how does it make sense that I can't use my own fire magic to warm myself up? Like what the hell? Just what perks come from being a fire-breathing demon anyway?

Before I know it, I reach their front doorstep. I ring the doorbell 3 times before I walk right in.

As soon as I step through the threshold I am greeted with a bright smile behind a head full of enviably gorgeous, red locks. "Luna! Come here! I'm testing new pastry recipes, come tell me, which is your favorite one?" She says with a scary glint in her eye as she points to tables full of dozens of different baked goods.

"Hey Auntie Ezra… uh I can't right now... I have serious business to conduct with your offspring. Yes, serious mission matters."

"Ah yes! I completely understand! Please don't let me distract you. Go on, justice comes first."

She replies with a completely different tone and expression.

A male voice from upstairs yells below: "Who was at the door?"

The blue haired man sitting on the couch yells to the person above: "IT'S DRAGNEEL."

"What? That can't be. I thought I was meeting him at th—" A younger-looking facsimile of the man on the couch says as he rushes down the stairs. He stares a me with a blank expression.

"Hey, Reiki."

"Oh. Hey, Luna." He greets me with a smile.

"You off to meet Nash for a… mission?" I reply coyly with a smirk on my face.

His expression changes slightly and says, "Uh yeah." He is quick to recover it and replies charmingly with a polite smile: "I guess I probably should get going then, huh?"

"Yea I guess you should." I say sweetly while looking him up and down.

He avoids my gaze and walks hurries out the door while yelling behind him: "I'm off mom! I wont be back too late."

"Yeah, okay." She waves him half-ignoring him while she meticulously ices one of her cakes.

"Hey, uncle Jelly. There's a pigeon on your head by the way." I say while walking past him.

"Uh, yes, nice to see you again too, Luna." He replies while still engrossed in the large book that he holds tightly in his hands.

I walk straight into a dimly lit room with a red-headed girl greeting me with a surprised face.

"Hey what are you doing here? Oh no. Did we have plans that I forgot about?!" She says as she reaches for her phone in a panic.

"I've been exiled again"

"You can't really be exiled if no one kicked you out in the first place." She replies wittily.

"Whatever. You know what I mean." I humph as I sprawl out on top of her red and white bedding.

"Yes I do indeed. It's a bit unfortunate that you have to experience that. I mean my parents never conduct themselves in such a manner in front of Reiki and I.

"I know right. Fuck my life." I reply as I flip through the latest copy of Sorcerer Weekly that was on top of her nightstand.

"Not that I'm not glad you're here – because I am, but um, why exactly are you here?"

"Because I'm really freakin bored… And I need to borrow some shoes"

"Oh okay." She replies with a smile and stares at me blankly. I mimic her expression for a few seconds until she realizes and abruptly stands up and motions toward her closet: "Please go ahead choose whatever you like."

"Oh and I need a jacket"

"Yes of course, whatever you need, Onee-chan."

"Cool, thanks" I say before flashing her a signature grin and then continuing to rifle through her closet. "You know; I'm surprised that you don't change clothes through re-quip magic like your mom does."

"Oh I sometimes do. She doesn't let me use it that often though."

"Why is that?" I half-heartedly reply while goggling her collection of designer shoes that are practically showcased on one wall of her closet.

"Um well, she is still teaching me to master it and well, until I do… she doesn't want me using it because um, if I happen to mess up… it can leave me in a rather compromising position."

I try to stifle my laughter and fail. I manage to say between laughs: "You've got to elaborate on that story at another time!" I wipe away the tears from my laughter and get up. "I think I'll go with these." I say while holding up a pair of black suede ankle boots.

"Excellent choice. I'm glad I could be of service" she smiles and nods sincerely.

I sit on the edge of her bed after I finish lacing up the boots, and while flipping my pink hair out of my face I ask "So what kind of trouble should we get into tonight?"

_oh yeah_

Welp. I intend to write so much more. I have so many more ideas and head canons to fulfill. I would really love feedback and any more head canon ideas to consider! I am happy to take requests if I agree with them or I find them plausible. BLAH BLAH BLAH.

More importantly: I really love the whole idea of the fairy tail new gens and I want to continue and add them all in and write kind of linearly and introduce them one by one. I also plan to write the background stories for all the FT original ships and how they got together, that might take me a while thought. Please comment! I really want to hear what you have to say, good or bad! Thanks so much for reading, you're a doll. Wait I hate dolls. I find them really fucking creepy. What do I love?...PUPPIES! You're all puppies! Until Next Time~