Sorry for not updating recently! I've been writing another story, Betrayal.

But here it is! The chapter you've all been patiently waiting for!

Disclaimer-I don't own fairy tail.


"Now, that's just terrible.." My dad said with a frown as he scooped up some more food onto his spoon.

I was telling him about the things I saw in town today and the beggar being bullied had caught his attention.

"I know, Daddy!I don't understand why people are so harsh!" I replied around a mouthful of beef.

He looked up to Mama, then looked over to me. He asked with a grin on his face, "Did ya teach those boy's a lesson?"

I nodded to answer his question and chuckled when he wiggled his eye brows at me. Daddy always got excited when it came to guns.

Mama slammed her hand on the table, making me and Daddy jump. She screamed, "You will NOT teach my baby to pull guns on strangers like that! She could've gotten hurt! She could've hurt someone! She could've gotten arrested! All over some stupid beggar!" Mama sounded hysteric when she screamed.

I cowered down in my seat because I wasn't used to Mama yelling, she was usually so relaxed and thoughtful. I must've really messed up this time...

"Don't yell like that in front of my daughter."

"Don't tell me what to do around OUR daughter!"

They continued to bicker back and forth, Mama's voice continuously rising while Daddy stayed calm-but scary. It was like the calm before the storm, and I didn't wanna be around when the storm hit.

I slipped out of my seat, abandoning my supper, and slowly tip toed to my room. I didn't want to disturb their fight, so I tried to stay as silent as possible. When I reached my room, I fell down onto my bed and cried. I cried because it was my fault my parents were fighting. I felt bad for everything; I felt bad for the dispute my parent's were having, I felt bad because I'm not old enough to fight back and defend Daddy, I even felt bad for that stupid beggar!

If I didn't see him and want to help him, none of this would've happened. But who am I to deny that boy justice when he was being bullied?

Ugh this is so frustrating!

I lay there and felt bad for myself until sleep finally took me.


Alzack aimlessly wandered the town until he started to feel the fatigue of the day. After getting beat up, he felt just about ready to pass out anywhere. He didn't make any money though and he decided the streets wern't safe in this town anymore. I'll find a safe place for the night then move on. This town was getting dry anyway..

But he didn't really want to leave. He had found a girl he really liked, granted he was only 10 years old but this is when he will start to have crushes. Crushes that he'll move on from in a month or so.

He wandered up an empty street that was way past the town and caught sight of a barn. That seems like a safe enough place to sleep.. He thought then began limping over to the dark fence that surrounded the barn. He crawled under it and slowly crept through. There were pigs in one fence, cattle in another, and from the sound of it-horses in the barn itself. If Alzack made a wrong move the animals could get scared and alert the family inside to his whereabouts.

Once inside the barn, Alzack saw three beautiful horses, all cuddled together in a haystack. There were two larger horses-one black and one white with a black mane-that sandwiched around a smaller one. The smaller one was a grayish color with a black mane that looked well groomed.

Alzack smiled as he thought about all of the animals his family had owned when his parents were alive. He had always wanted a horse, Maybe I can take this little one when I leave.

He shook his head and silently made his way to the other side of the barn, he knew that horses can get spooked easily and they could hurt him in a split second, and he wanted to avoid that at all costs.

It wasn't hard for him to fall asleep. The hay was a little itchy against his skin so he used his Papa's poncho as a blanket, guarding all of his skin from the harsh bed. Once that was taken care of, his eyes dropped almost instantly and he was in a fitful slumber.

***8 hours later***

"Naaaaaaaash!" Alzack jumped when he heard a girl scream. The horses also jumped to their feet and began giving a happy neigh in the barn doors direction.

Alzack knew that meant someone was coming so he ran behind a pillar and hid, without even realizing he left his Papa's poncho on the hay stack he was asleep on moments before.


"Naaaaaaaash!" I yelled as I sprinted down to the barn. I jumped over the fences in my way and giggled when I startled a cow. Animals started making objections as I woke them from their snooze. It wasn't even 5 in the morning yet but I was up and running because I passed out so early.

I figured I should go and take care of Mama and Daddy's horses for the day before they wake up as a way to apologize for causing an argument between them last night. It was going to be an easy task, and I needed a good work out since I was still upset. I can't shake the feeling that I was tearing my family apart.

Once in the barn, I was greeted by three very happy horses. Nash ran up to me and I threw my arms around his small head as he nudged into me. I love the bond you can get with horses. I love all of my animals on the farm, but the horses are so much nicer than the cows and alot more pleasant to be around compared to the stinky pigs.

"Hi, Boy!" I exclaimed happily while i stroked his beautiful black mane. "Ya ready for the day?"

He neighed in response so I went to work.

I began with getting some clean hay and mixing it with vegetables-carrots and such-sugar cubes and grass. Mama always said, "If ya leave something sweet in their food, they'll eat it all so they don't miss any of it." So we didn't give our horses treats. Once the three horses moved to the food, I grabbed the metal shovel and barrel and started scooping up their waste from the day and night before. Can't let my animals live in their own filth. When they were done with their food and I was done with cleaning, I grabbed the dozens of different brushes used to groom them and went to work on one horse at a time. They loved being brushed, so I took my time to let them enjoy it. Once finished with that, I used a hoof pick and started picking the rocks and other nonsense from the horses hooves.

After I finished and the horses looked as good as new, the sun was already high in the sky. I wiped sweat from my brow and looked around to make sure I had put everything back where it was suppose to be. But when I turned my head, something odd caught my eye.

It was a blanket-I think. I walked closer to inspect it but when I reached down to grab it a voice stopped me, "P-please don't take that!"

I whipped my head into the direction of my voice and shrieked. There was a boy cowering in the corner, watching me. I darted out of the barn and to my house, still screaming, to tell my parents of what I saw. The boy chased after me and when I looked back to see how close he was, I tripped over my own two feet.

"Aw crap," I muttered as i reached for my aching head.

The boy caught up with me and kneel next to me. A concerned look crossed his face as he asked me, "Are you okay?"

I gaped at the realization of who it was. He had long black hair that covered his right eye, and he had black pointy eyes that kind of looked like he was squinting. It was the beggar from yesterday, the one who started the argument between my family.

We stay like that for many breathless moments, me on the floor on my butt with him kneeling over me. Finally, I muttered, "You."

A confused look crossed his face and it angered me. He should know why I'm angry!

"You stay away from me!" I screamed with a shove in his direction. He stumbled back and fell into the mud, but I didn't look back, trying not to reveal the pain I was feeling.

"Daddy! Mama!" I screamed over and over as I ran into the house. Once inside, I stopped dead in my tracks because my parents both looked... weird. "I need to tell you two somethin'!" I managed to say even after all that running.

My Mama smiled softly at me and whispered, "We need to tell you some good news, we can talk about your thing in a minute. But first come here."

I fallowed her command and walked hesitantly up to her. I had an odd feeling that was growing in my stomach. Something wasn't right but I couldn't quite put my fingers on it. When I reached her, she grabbed me by my shoulders and turned me away from her. She gently pushed me down, telling me to sit on the floor. When I plopped down, Daddy moved closer to me and Mama and she started running her fingers delicately through my hair.

Once she started pulling it a little and humming to herself i realized she was putting my long hair into a tight braid.

"So, Bisca," Daddy started. "How would you feel with having a little brother or sister?"

I shrugged the question off, still not sure with where this was going. "I dunno.." I answered when silence fell on us all.

Daddy laughed at my hesitation, so he finally dropped the bomb on me, "I hope you wouldn't mind it, because, well, your Mama has a little bundle of joy in her belly right now."


Hope that was worth the wait!(:

I just wanna note that I love the difference in personalities I gave Bisca and Alzack. He's so moody and depressing and she's like the average little girl and it's just perfect ^.^

Well sooo long loves, I'll update tomorrow!

xoxo

-Bean