I snapped my arm at a large tree leaf and walked past it grouchily, feeling it thwak my backside as it sprang back to its original place in retaliation.

"Why are we doing this again?" I asked the red haired girl in front of me.

"Because," she mercilessly chopped a thick leaf that was in her way off its vine, "I don't need any parents of my students giving rap because we didn't make sure these paths were safe," I shuddered as she stepped on a giant spider, its body giving into her rain boots with a squelch.

My hand shot up to my bun when I felt it shift and I thought a bug must have fallen into my blonde locks. When I felt no bug, I continued to whine, "Okay, why am I doing this again? I'm a teacher," I shooed away a dragon fly, "not a safari explorer."

"Lucy, you're doing this for the same reason I'm doing this- we're making our kids go on this field trip to write essays and poems," Levy, the blue haired one, smacked a mosquito on her arm and looked at her hand in disgust as bug blood splayed across her palm, "so, according to our boss, we have to go on this field trip, as well."

"But I HATE jungles and safaris and forests! Why couldn't we have made them take a field trip to a water park, like NORMAL schools?!"

"Uh, Magnolia High IS NOT normal!" Levy squealed when she heard a hiss, jumping over a patch of deep, leafy greens to be closer to me.

I laughed, taking my camera out and taking a few pictures.

"Besides," Levy and I stopped Erza so we could all pose for a selfie, "aren't you a science teacher? You should be basking in this stuff!"

This stuff being a giant flying roach that was chilling on the tree we just passed?

I don't think so!

"I really like science for the astronomy part- but, unfortunately, we're study jungles right now, this very jungle being one of them. I wouldn't be here if that stupid Tommy kid said I should come with Erza on the field trip here to make them write essays on it," I give a thoughtful look to a flower, taking a close up picture of it, but reeling back when its petals snapped close around my lens caps (which had conveniently been hanging on the string next to the flower, dangling from my camera) when the flash went off, "What kid would voluntarily make the class do more work? Isn't that, like, against the student code? I'm pretty sure everyone agreed just to watch me suffer."

"Come on, guys, this is a historical jungle that has been around for 3000 years! Do you know how many tribes have lived here? I heard that someone found the traces of tents of an Indian tribe that used to flourish here! Isn't this like a dream?" Ezra, the history teacher at our school, piped up again with enthusiasm and twirled around, her red ponytail getting caught on the bark of a tree.

I raised my eyebrows as she grew flustered trying to loosen her long, red strands from the trunk.

"More like a nightmare," Levy muttered.

"Amen," I growled.

"Remember to tell your parents about our field trip this Monday, kids! We need as many chaperones as we can gather!" I shuffled the papers on my desk as I blew my blonde bangs out of my eyes, muttering something about bringing bug spray.

I rolled my eyes as my students had already gathered around Romeo's desk to watch something he had pulled up on his laptop.

"Um," I heard a small voice and looked down at the my favorite student- a petite blue-haired teenager named Wendy Marvel.

"Hey, Wendy! How are you? What can I do for ya?" my tone had already brightened when she smiled shyly and ducked her head.

"Would it be okay if I brought my brother to be a chaperone? He's 26," she looked at me hopefully, and I buried the urge to hug the adorable girl- she was only eight years younger than myself.

"Sure! Just bring him in over tomorrow so I can talk to him, okay?" I smiled brightly.

"Definitely! I'll bring him in!" she ran back to her desk, grabbed her backpack, and shuffled out the door, but not before smiling and waving goodbye to me.

I waved back and watch her small body close my class door.

And then I realized- Wait. Since when has Wendy had a brother?

I brushed the thought off as I got up to deal with the rest of my students.

"What are you watching?" I went around the group to see the YouTube video pulled up.

"And Natsu Dragneel has won again!" A stalky announcer shouted as the camera circled around the stadium, capturing screaming fans and young and old people holding up signs that read "I LOVE THE DRAGON" or teenage girls that wore red outfits screaming things like, "Marry me, Natsu!"

Lucy rolled her eyes, but watched as the camera turned to a sweaty shirtless man on stage, and an older, more out of shape guy holding up his gloved fist up to the wild crowd.

The camera turned to the crowd once again, who all started to chant and scream out the same thing, "DRAGON, DRAGON, DRAGON, DRAGON!"

Lucy huffed. Why did people like boxing so much? It's just watching two people beat up each other. How is that a living?

Then again, she was just a science teacher.

The camera turned to a girl who lifted up her shirt and had a medium sized ink blot on her torso, and as the camera zoomed in, it turned out to be the boxer's face tattooed on her stomach.

But she didn't stop and flung off the entire shirt, showing off a red bra. She blew kisses to the men ogling her and threw her shirt towards the ring the boxer stood in. It didn't make it all the way, but she didn't seem to mind.

What Lucy assumed to be the boyfriend of the girl had turned the same color of red as his shirt with the boxer's face and the word 'Dragon' printed along the outer edge of the face. He stopped chanting to dive onto the girl, his face trying to contort into what Lucy assumed he was trying to pass off as an angry scowl.

The video wasn't over, but Lucy shut the lid of the laptop and watched as her students groaned (the boys in particular).

"Why you gotta ruin our fun, Lucy?" Romeo whined and pouted as a few students left.

"That's Miss Heartfilia to you," she handed him his backpack to pack up as more students dispersed.

"I can make you a Mrs. Heartfilia," he waggled his eyebrows jokingly as he packed up, swinging the black bag onto his shoulders.

Because she was only 25, many male students joked about her dating them, a line used very often being, "Love knows not of age."

"Unless you can buy me a 20 carrot ring, I don't think so!" she joked playfully.

"Eh! No can do, MISS Heartfilia!" he saluted her and walked out the door after everyone else.

She sighed, but smiled, and shook her head, "Well, this trip should be exciting."

"Mom! Dad!" the blue haired girl called and slipped her shoes off by the door, shoving them into the pile of shoes by the door, "I'm home."

She heard her parents say hi from another room, and darted up the tall stairs, almost tripping over her own feet in excitement

"Natsu! Natsu!" she slammed her hand down on the knob and threw the door open, "Natsu! GUESS WHAT!

The pink haired boy looked up, not even the slightest bit startled. He grabbed the remote and pressed pause on the match he had played in over the weekend, getting up to wrap his little sister in hug.

"WHAT?!" he shouted with the same amount of enthusiasm she had, tossing her up in the air with ease.

She giggled and landed safely into his arms. He placed her on the bed and sat down as she lies back onto his maroon comforter.

"My school is taking a field trip to Shiragikou Forest!" she gingerly took sleeping blue cat that contrasted with bed into her arms and smiled as he purred softly.

Her brother lied back, as well, staring at the posters he stuck onto his ceiling, "Isn't that place more of a," he scrunched up his nose, "a swamp?"

"Well," she gave a thoughtful look to the posters, "sorta."

"Oh no. No way! My little sister is not going to a dangerous forest without me to protect her!" he said in a playful tone, but he secretly knew he wasn't joking.

Forgetting that she was asking him to be a chaperone, she sat up punched his arm softly with a her free hand, rolling her eyes, "I'm not a little kid any more, Natsu."

Natsu shot up and held a hand to his heart. He made a hurt expression and blinked a couple of times,"Wendy, these words! They hurt me!" he threw a hand at his his forehead dramatically, making a very bad fake pained face, " Where did you learn them?"

He squeezed her cheeks and widened her eyes with his warm, calloused fingers.

She swatted his hands away and suddenly remembered to ask him, "Okay, well, I was wondering if you'd like to be a chaperone?"

Her eyes were wide and her bottom lip quivered.

What? Did she expect him to say no?

He breathed in, pushing worries that her classmates might freak out when they found out he was her brother aside.

"Of course," he gave her a smile.

She shouted a yay and gave him a hug, shooting off into the direction of her room, skipping all the way there. The cat in her arms protested at being separated from the warm room.

"You'll have to come in with metomorrow so you can talk to my teachers. Kay?" she from her room and followed up with the closing of her door.

Natsu sighed and smiled, somehow not being able to shake off the feeling that this was a bad idea.

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1,712 words! (Without AN!)

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Anyway, to clear up any confusion-

Lucy - Science teacher

Erza - History Teacher

Levy - English Teacher

Erza was the original one who was taking the field trip, because the forest originally sorta served as a village to different tribe over the years (I guess)

Lucy's students suggested they go to write an essay about all the plants and trees they'll see (plus, it was one of the forests they were studying about)

Levy is going to have to her kids write poems about everything to get them to express themselves.

NOT ALL OF THIS WAS EXPLAINED IN THE STORY! So don't be confused.

You'll find out why Wendy keeps a different last name soon enough.

Excuse any grammar mistakes! I was on a roll while typing this!

Hope you liked it!

With love,

C&C