Moments with Mavis

Chapter 1: Mavis the Mythical and Zee the Coward!

Mavis sat in the field playing with her "dolls" (Ehm, these "dolls" looked like voodoo dragons). Giggling at how blue drag spoke to rad drag in diffrent tones. Mavis didn't realize that she was half mythical. But of course most children who were half mythical/demon didn't find out until they had hit a certain age or their powers had just reacted. Mavis was born with the power already in check. She believed it was magic.
Mavis stopped giggling as a shadow loomed over her. Looking up she saw a boy who had all black on. Mavis smiled, holding up her red dragon she asked-
"You wanna play?"
The boy smiled and nodded. Squatting down to where she was he looked at the blue dragon and roared. LIKE A REAL DRAGON.
Mavis giggled again as he roared.
"'His 'un!" She giggled in her accent. "'Hat's yer name?"
The boy blushed and whispered something out. Mavis only heard a "Zee-"
Mavis grinned some more and said-
"Nice ta meet ya Zee!"
The boy blinked at her and mumbled something out again. Mavis thought he said "Nice" when in fact he said-
"Nice to meet you too."

Later that day...
Mavis started to leave since it was getting dark. Looking back as she was almost out of the field she saw Zee smile and wave at her, Mavis did the same back, and left.
Wacking his head Zee muttered-
"Stupid me! Why couldn't you talk to a girl Zeref?!"
Grumling more Zeref stood up and sneezed. The entire field of flowers were dead in the seconds of his sneeze.
"Oops."
Zeref walked away, he was used to his powerful magic now going out of hand. He was starting to control it more. It was wierd. Zeref thought to himself. Since after all neither of my parents have strong magic, my dad is good at sharp shooting and my mother can heal some.
Shrugging his shoulders he walked out of the field leaving a trail of dead trees.

Mavis came back to the field the next day to find everything was dead. To her dismay the flower she liked to look at was dead also. Sighing she sat down and the field turned green again. Smiling she crawled over to a flower she liked. It was a Waranori, a flower that was so rare it was almost never around anymore.

Sorry this is a really short chapter! And I'm working on phantom figures! It will come out really late. Its because my computer crashed and the story had been deleted. So the next phantom figure story might be boring.