So I started writing drabbles for the lols and turns out they were fun so I kept doing them.
PROUD
Erza stood by herself in the middle of the stairs. Around her, the members of her guild celebrated their latest victory.
A rush of air accompanied Jellal as he leaned over the upstairs railing, hooking his knees around the banister and joining her, upside-down, his head beside hers.
"So."
"So what?"
"This... other Jellal. You and him ever...?"
"It wasn't like that," she replied, stiffening. "He..."
"What?"
"It doesn't matter."
Mystogan's mask was stifling. "You can tell me. He and I are pretty much the same person."
"No. You aren't so alike."
"Oh?"
"He... only ever made me feel... proud."