Fairy Tail: Behind the Scenes

by Alessembarassingusername

What if our favorite anime was shot like a regular TV show? Once Mashima yells "Cut!", what goes behind the shots? How are our favorite characters in real life? One of them hates that he had to dye his hair pink for the role, another insists her boobs are the real deal. Find out more juicy details and deleted scenes inside! Co-authored with PalaDude234.

2. Chapter 2

A/N: Guys guys! Thanks for your reviews, and awesome suggestions! Make sure you guys also tell me how I'm doing along with your suggestions. i love you guys :D

Don't blame me for the bad grammar and writing style in this chapter. You've been warned. I give you everything fresh from behind the scenes.

Disclaimer: This fanfic is exclusive, written with permission from the sets of FT. Anybody have issues, deal with my lawyer.

No Ms. KClares were harmed in the making of this fanfic. Mostly not.

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"Oof! Get. In. You. Stupid. Boobs."

"ARRGH!"

Omg. Was I like, being filmed all this while? Buggers. Anyway, hiiii! I'm Lucy Heartfilia, the female lead of Fairy Tail. The drop-dead gorgeousingly sexy Lucy Heartfilia.

Excuse me for a second.

"Can somebody get me a strawberry smoothie with 3 and a half ice cubes, skimmed milk, 1 and a quarter of a teaspoon of refined brown sugar and sprinkles?!" I yell, because. Just because.

Yeesh. It is like so hot in here and OMG look there goes Erza in her knight armour isn't she hot and stuffy in all that poor sweetheart and ooh looks like that little bitch Lisanna doesn't have a shot today 'cuz like obviously! She's minorer than the minorest of characters and no body even likes her especially not Natsu 'cuz she looks like a man and he's not gay.

Sorry. Am I going too fast for you?

I tend to get like that. Lol.

Right now, I'm doing my make-up. First comes the base primer, then the foundation, then some powder complexion-smoothener, some Jojoba for my lips, then lip balm, lip gloss, light pink blush, eyeliner, mascara primer and mascara.

As you can see, I don't have to put on as much make-up as the others because I have naturally flawless skin. Today I'm wearing my dark blue miniskirt and sleeveless white and blue top. I tie my hair in a simple side-pony and hair-spray it. I put on my favourite heart dangling earrings.

Ugh. There go my boobs again. Squish! Them! In!

I have a serious question for you guys. I know that since I'm the main heroine of FT, I have to be hot and good-looking but hey- isn't this anime supposed to be PG-13?

Which brings me to the two issues I have with playing Lucy.

1. My clothes, specifically mine among everyone else', are always being torn at convinient places during fights and I'm always being stripped right in the middle of battle. What happened to PG-13?! Why do you kids want fanservice?

2. My boobs. Do you have any idea how much I struggle to fit my assets into the costumes provided to me? And I'm always given stuff that's two sizes smaller. Urgh!

I'm sure that old pervert Mashima does it for his own personal pleasure. Eaaarrrgh!

No, I don't growl a lot. Shut up.

"Lucy needed in the G.A.R. 2." The announcing speakers drawl.

Oh! Looks like it's my shot! Follow me. No, you may not film my ass as I walk. What kind of a perv are you?

Natsu's doing a battle scene. Which means, he's shirtless. Hot. Damn. Look at them abs. Okay, so a quick secret. Natsu and I are-

"Lucy needed in the G.A.R. 2!"

I'm here, you old pervert. Can't you see my gorgeous presence? Hmpf!

I have to cover my cheeks and hair in dirt because Lucy's been fighting hard. And yeah, OBVIOUSLY, my blouse has been split right in the middle and my skirt hems are torn too.

Creepy perverted otakus and their fanservice.

"Cut!" Mashima yells behind the camera.

The bright lights are dimmed and the music is turned off. Natsu is placed down from his cables. I sashay to the middle of the green box next to him.

"Hey K-" he begins, but I slap his arm.

"No real names. Remember the stupid rules, hun' I tell him, 'cuz like those are the rules and I'm a rule follower.

That's not true. I don't want you guys to know my real name. Kuh-bam.

Mashima yells. "Silence! Lights! Rolling camera, aaaaction!"

And there I am, right in the middle of Natsu rampaging against invisible monsters. 'Cuz I was just wondering.

"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!" I yell, because hey. Really. Lucy's not there just for the boobshow.

Well.

She's not. Right? Right.

Mashima walks to us, explains the scene and hurries back to the camera.

"Rolling, action!" he yells.

We're yellers, all of us.

Natsu yells "Yeeearggghhh!"

I yell, "Natsuuuu!"

Natsu yells "Lucyyy!"

And I yell, "Natsuuu!"

He gets the joke and yells "Lucyyy!"

And now the whole studio is silent. Except us, of course. We continue the back and forth name calling, with Natsu posing mid-air and me standing and gesticulating on the ground.

"Looosheee!" Natsu croons.

"Cut it!" Looks like Mashima wants to join in.

"Natsoooo!" I squeal.

"Cuuuut!" Mashima bellows.

"Lulushee!"

"Cut it!"

"Pom pom tsu!"

"Cuuuuuuuut!"

"Lulululululusheeeee!"

"Falalalatsu!"

"Fine! Pack up!" Mashima cries, exasperated.

Works every single time. Natsu and I laugh, highfive and get the hell out of there.

The whole set cheers and Mashima just sits behind the camera crying comical tears.

What? He overworks us okay? He deserves it.

Um, why are you still filming me? And for the sixth time, get that camera away from my boobs! Old perv said pack up. So, shoo shoo.

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A/N: One last question, Lucy. Are them boobies real?

*crashing sound*

He-h heh...ouch. I've been kicked out again D:

I hope they don't file a restraining order against me, because nothing else can stop me from getting you guys juicy tid bits!

I personally had no idea what Lucy was piling on as make-up,cuz I never wear make up- except for my dance recitals, where I have my make-up man Agashi. So, thank youAgashi-da for teaching me all about foundations and primers and weird brushes :D

I wonder who's next...? You can suggest any scene in the anime too, remember.

KClare