Pride: This is a series of oneshots based on reader requests and prompts. No romance, pure nakamaship.
Do review to suggest whom you would like me to write about. I'm sorry but I won't include any OCs. Also, I would personally prefer it if you suggested people who have had little to no interaction so far. I dunno, maybe Evergreen and Wendy. Or Cobra and Elfman. The possibilities are endless.
If you have a specific genre you want me to write in, please specify it in your reviews, thankyou!
This fic is dedicated to the wonderful friends (I sure hope so!) I have made on this site. You know who you are, heh don't blame me, the list just keeps getting longer.
Response to reviews:
ateenagedragon: Thanks, I'm really glad you liked it! And this chapter is for you, so enjoy!
Muffinypowers: Heya! Your chapter is the next on the list! Peculiar request, but hey, no complaints there! I'm really looking forward to writing that one!
Reighart: Hehe yup I got a teeny weeeeeny bit lazy towards the end. Okay wait. I lied. I got super lazy there. Ugh if only I could have a little more patience. *sigh* Yep, I agree with you on the themes behind Fairy Tail. Friendship comes first! And I'm glad you like it too! This chapter is gonna be a little cracky, but probably not as much as "Unravel". XD
ShesTheBoss19: Again, I'm glad you liked it, also, great job on "Natsu Deathbringer", as always, I'll be looking forward to the next chapter!
Cardboard Pixie: I didn't know you liked "Because That's What Brothers Do" that much hehe. I did do better than that? That's great to hear, at least I'm improving! I'll try to conform to your expectations, thanks gurl! Also, it's great to see more frequent updates from you! Your profile page is like a haven for nest-fic lovers.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its characters.
Narrator's Perspective
'Thoughts'
"Speech"
"Attacks/Raised Voices"
Settings- Place and Time
Memories/ Diary Entries
Moments That Never Fade Away
A Fairy Tail original fanfiction
Recollection 2: You've Got a Friend In Me (Sting & Rogue)
Shit. That was all Sting could think. The entire guild hall was messed up. Their house was messed up. And most of all, his mind was messed up! He'd never be able to forget this.
Now…how did we get into this mess again?
Ah, yes. Coffee. Scratch that. It wasn't just coffee.
Some genius *cough* Rufus *cough* had the absolutely wonderful idea to try and get Rogue high.
And how, you may ask. No, things like these are not meant to be summarized. They must be seen in full for one to comprehend the copious amounts of stupidity involved.
Flashback – 3 hours ago
"Bring out all zhe vodkah!" yelled Rufus Lore from his position atop the table in the Sabertooth Bar. Grabbing his crimson hat, he tore it off his head and threw it across the guild hall, watching as it glided smoothly, only for its course of flight to be interrupted by Rogue's face.
Hopping gracefully from table to table, Rufus finally reached Rogue. He grabbed his feathered hat, placed it back on his head and did a little drunken twirl before falling face-first into the wooden planks of the guild hall.
"So Rufus, tell me again, why are you so ecstatic again?" asked an extremely annoyed Rogue, slamming his cup of black coffee onto the table, making some of the dark liquid splash onto the table, leaving a dark puddle.
The aforementioned mage raised his head from the floor to throw a lopsided grin at his friend, before breaking into slurred speech.
"I memorizhed 'Fur Elise' to impressh dis gurl dat I know~ And shee agreed to go out wifth mee~ Who'd have known my m-magic would be sho useful huh?"
Rogue facepalmed. He should have known. Only a woman could make our dear Rufus act like a lovesick puppy.
Rufus peered curiously at Rogue's coffee. Thinking it to be more alcohol, he grabbed it and took a sip.
The heat scalded his tongue, and the bitter taste killed the remaining tastebuds that he heat hadn't already killed.
'Bleh. Coffee should taste sweet, not like this! And there should be vodka in this too. Everything becomes better with vodka…'
Quickly running to the bar – if a drunken man could actually run normally – Rufus returned with ten packets of sugar, a bottle of vodka, and a jar of 'Magic Marco's Instant-High Powder'.
'Grumpy-boy needs to lighten up,' he thought innocently. Of course, he's always innocent. Nope, he definitely wasn't planning to bring about the apocalypse by giving Rogue a sugar-rush.
Real Time
And that is how we come to be in this sudden situation.
Rogue looked disapprovingly down at his own clothes.
"Why the gloomy colour? 'Tis the time to be happy!" he thought aloud.
He threw off his clothes and ran in search of brighter ones. Sting facepalmed.
'Oh crap. We do NOT need another Gray or Lyon in our guild. Nope, two strippers are enough for the world…' he thought reproachfully.
Rogue came running back into the guild hall, stepping over some of the fallen members – not everyone can survive a Rogue that's high on glucose, mind you – donned in a vest similar to Sting's, except that this one was pure white, with shiny, sparkly white fur trimmings.
"Heeeeey Sting! Look, we match!" Sting had to resist a double facepalm at this remark.
"Oh, oh, I know what to sing now! 'Cause I'm hawt and I'm cold, I'm yes and I'm no, I'm in and I'm out, I'm up and I'm down! I'm wrongin' into right, I'm blackin' into white~" at this point, our White Dragonslayer had found his neon orange pair of earmuffs Rogue had bought him for last Christmas. He never thought he'd have to use the gaudy eyesore of an object, but oh well, desperate times call for desperate measures.
(A.N.: Heh, get the reference? "Blackin' into white" Black=Rogue, White=Sting)
"Heeey Sting…let's go audition for the next season of 'Fiore's Got Talent'! You can be my drummer. I'll be the bassist and the lead singer. Then we can look for more people to join us," Rogue suggested, eyeballs nearly popping out of his head.
Noticing the earmuffs around the ears and the scrunched-up expression on his friend's face, Rogue guessed he couldn't hear him. Ripping the earmuffs off, he yelled the same thing into Sting's ears.
"Owwww…you don't have to yell into my ears you know…"
"And as for the question…HELL NO! I'd always thought that no one could sing worse than Orga. Until today! You just had to break down the very foundations right when I thought I knew everything about you! Rogue!"
"Butbut-but Stinggg! You gotta help me, man. Just you watch, I'll get a straight-ticket to the finals! Besides, you're my friend aren't you? Right? Right Sting? Right? Hey man, answer meee," he whined pitifully.
Sting chose to ignore it all.
"I dunno. Even if you don't wanna be my friend, I'll always be your frieeendd. 'Cause you've got a friend in me, you've got a friend me. When the road looks rough ahead and you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed, you just remember what your old pal said~"
'Oh no.'
"YOU'VE GOT A FRIEEEND IN MEEE~"
'Oh bloody hell no. Damn it all, I'm catching the next train to the other end of Fiore!'
The next day
"Did- did I really do all that?" Rogue asked timidly.
"Yes," Sting responded snappily, popping another aspirin pill into his mouth.
"Sorry 'bout that…Still, I meant that last thing I sang. I really meant it, and still do."
"Yeah, I know," Sting replied, turning to smile at his friend.
He then promptly went on to slam his face into the table.
"Owwwww…this is worse than a hangover, damn."
End
Pride: That was fun! Thanks for suggesting this, ateenagedragon! I'm sorry if I got Sting and Rogue's characters wrong, this is the first time I'm writing a piece about them. By the way, I don't even know if this can be considered a Sting & Rogue fic, seeing as we have a significant bit of Rufus in there…
The songs used in this short oneshot are "Hot 'n Cold" by Katy Perry and "You've Got a Friend In Me" by Randy Newman, in that order. By the way, this is for me to avoid being sued and shit.
Also, I apologise since this chapter was pitifully short. I'm currently very short on inspiration and sleep. *sigh*
Do drop a review on your way out!
'Til next time,
Yours truly, Pride.
