I'm sorry for the late update, but hey, IT'S CHRISTMAS and I envy every one of you who is having winter and snow when in Australia it's summer and hot…

This is going to become a drabble because I don't have enough time to keep up the length of the chapters, so the length of chapters will vary from now on.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.

What the hell was going on?

As soon as they arrived at the guild, Lucy imagined the feeling of the loud and colourful atmosphere, only to find that it was all quiet and Natsu's big announcement was the only thing to be heard.

"Lucy's BACK!" shouted Natsu. Everyone groaned. Was Lucy hated or something? She sweat dropped as she didn't seem like she was welcome. She awkwardly stood there.

"Natsu, you agreed-" said a long white haired woman. She was the bartender that Lucy wrote in her story. She was pretty indifferent to people and knew when to be really serious or angry. She was a pretty devilish and angelic character.

"What do you mean?" he asked, scratching his head thinking hard about what she the woman wanted to say.

"You mean how she's kicked out and everything? We need her you know," said Natsu. He was going to continue speaking when he was interrupted by someone crying Natsu.

"Natsu!" said the person. It was a blonde and looked exactly like Lucy. It was the Lucy the main protagonist in the story.

"Lucy! I mean, what?" Natsu looked between the two of them. He sniffed them both. Both smelt the same however the one in the strange clothes was suspicious as she was hiding her right hand.

"Who are you?" asked Natsu, angry someone would try to impersonate Lucy.

"My name is Lucy Heartfilia," said the writer, "and this is my book so what are you doing to your author?"

"What?" each person was unsure of what the writer meant with her being an author.

"This book is called Fairy Tail, and you are all the characters of this book! I was just at the City of Light and then… THIS!" cried out Lucy. It was too confusing. It was like she was literally in a story book and then there was the fact that why all the writers she had just met and known were her characters in the book.

"And what is this about Lucy being kicked out? I don't remember saying that in the book," said Lucy as she pulled out her book where she wrote about Fairy Tail. The other Lucy looked over her shoulder and read what she had written. Her eyes widened. TO see a fellow writer was magnificent and how they wrote was interesting. The language, luckily, was the same and yet the details of Fairy Tail were etched on the pages of the booklet.

"So it is true that… this is your book?" said the other Lucy. The writer nodded.

"Also, um… Have you seen anyone who look like them?" she asked pointing to all the people who looked like Natsu, Gray, Erza, Juvia, Gajeel, Levy and Jellal. "They were all with me when we were put into… this world."

"How can we trust you?" asked a short old man. It was the guild leader.

"Your name is Makarov right?" she asked.

"Are you sure you aren't a mage?" he asked.

"What? NO!" she said. There was no way. In the world she lived in, the only magic was pulling rabbits out of hats and card tricks. The old man nodded and started to order the guild.

"We will postpone the situation, we must help this Lucy," said Makarov. The writer stared at the guild, as they were unsure yet cheering in agreement. She peered at the Lucy of the current world as she seemed to be depressed.

"Is there a problem?" she asked. She looked up at the writer and told her how she was kicked out of the guild. Apparently there was some sort of serial killing and because she was one of the victims they didn't want her near them in case they should die. The writer Lucy frowned saying that was absolutely outrageous.

"I know! But it seemed to have calmed the situation, now that you're here," said Lucy, smiling. The writer was not sure of what to do to help her but said she would figure out a way, somehow. But right now, in order to help her character, she has to find the other authors. If they were all together to get here, they have to be together to get back.

Yes, it's short, I'm sorry. It's bad, I'm sorry.

Don't give up- A message for myself.

Merry Christmas everyone, and I hope you've had a fantastic 2014!