Disclaimer: I really enjoy writing Disclaimers idk why. Anyway, if you think that I'm secretly Hiro Mashima trying to write fanfic for my own manga then I'm actually very flattered by your thoughts but sorry to tell you I'm not Hiro Mahima and so I don't own FairyTail. Yep.
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April 30, Sunday.
General P.O.V
"You do the dumbest shit ever." Michelle said as she came inside Lucy's room.
"What did I do now?"
"Left the ladle in the fridge. Do you know how long mom and I searched for it? It wasn't in the cabinet. It wasn't in the sink. Mom opened the refrigerator to get the water bottle and it was lying on the first shelf." Michelle chuckled at the memory.
Lucy just looked at her dumbly. Really?
Michelle laughed through her nose and shook her head, "Absent Minded" she stated. Lucy didn't listen though. She was still busy talking to herself. Frankly, she doesn't even remember why she needed a ladle in the first place. She could just picture her mother clicking her tongue in disapproval and sighing This girl!
Michelle strolled over to her bed and plopped down on it. Leaning back a little she looked at her confused sister and smirked mentally. Lucy was seriously the most absent minded person she had ever seen. Leave it to Lucy to do the strangest things. Michelle remembered how Lucy had once taken the kettle instead of the water jug and poured tea in the money plant vase without even noticing. But this time she didn't really leave the ladle in the fridge. It was funny that Lucy actually believed that. But would Michelle tell her that she was just messing around? Nah!
Michelle snapped her fingers and Lucy almost jumped. "Did I really do it?" "Mhmm."
The younger sibling stretched her arms, laid down on the bed and heard Lucy mumbling to herself something about needing a psychiatrist.
"Oi Lucy, you really need to be careful. What will you do once you go to college?"
Lucy shot her a weak glare. Clearly she was still perplexed with what she had heard and of course Michelle was thoroughly enjoying it. Suddenly the younger Heartfillia remembered something.
"Hey Lucy, what did you decide about that workshop thing?"
"Huh?" Lucy asked, still slightly dazed. Michelle shifted and propped up on her elbow to properly face her sister.
"You know it's not the first time you did something stupid, so stop over reacting. I asked what did you decide about the workshop you were telling me about?"
"I'll join it."
"You'll act?"
Lucy shot her a Yeah-right-nice-joke look. "Then what will you do?"
"Probably help backstage or something. I'm just doing this because Levy Mc G will-"
"Kill you, strangle you and all that jazz , yeah I know. Plus we aren't going anywhere this summer."
Lucy sighed. That isn't the only reason. But she didn't voice her thoughts, instead nodded and resumed her reading. Nobody spoke for a few minutes. Then Michelle began,
"Can freshmen join?"
"Maybe. I don't know. Check school's website."
"Did you register?"
Lucy looked up. "Er, not yet."
Michelle fished out her mobile from the pocket of her jeans and quickly opened up the website. While searching for any notices about the summer workshop she sneaked glances towards her sister, thinking about how to say what she wanted to. But then this was Lucy, her own sister and it wasn't the first time they would be talking on the subject. Michelle thought for a moment and almost jumped when Lucy casually said "I won't rip your head off you know." She looked up from her book and resumed, "What is it?"
"Dad."
Lucy frowned. "What about him?"
"You know how he will feel when he'll come to know about it- the workshop I mean."
Lucy sighed in disappointment and also a tiny bit of frustration. She didn't answer her sister and looked at her book. Knowing that she will not be able to read it now, she kept it aside and leaned into the pillow against the wall, looking straight into Michelle's eyes. Michelle had seen how her elder sister's eyes lost their glow and she could see the sadness in them, though very subtle but it was there. Knowing Lucy, the thought must've already occurred in her mind but she must've just avoided it because they caused pain and nothing else. Michelle understood that, she didn't want to remind Lucy of it but she had to prepare Lucy for that.
"You know what he will say. I just wa-" she couldn't complete. Lucy cut her off in between, "That's why I won't ask him."
"What?"
"Why ask him when I already know what he will say. If I don't ask then at least I won't disobey him." Lucy was upset. Michelle knew it. She knew her sister was again finding ways of running away from her problems. She quietly said, "That's not the solution you know."
"Then what do I do huh?" Lucy's voice was growing louder. "Go and ask for his permission? You very well know how it will turn out."
She knew what Lucy meant. She knew exactly what Lucy meant. "I know Lu, but what if he learns about it later? What will you do then?"
"I don't know okay. I just … I don't know. I mean Jesus Christ Michelle, I haven't even registered yet!" Lucy snapped. Michelle just looked at her sister. Why did it have to be so hard for them? It wasn't like they were taking important life decisions without their parents' consent. It was a simple school activity. But life had never been simple for Heartfillia sisters.
"I'll join too." She firmly stated. When she saw Lucy's confused look she smiled and added, "What will he do if both of us have join? Most probably shout? But then when does he not do that." She rolled her eyes and continued. "Gah, he'll yell at you, at me and throw a tantrum since he is such a drama queen. So what? We'll just listen to his nasty lectures, play it like an underdog and he can go to sleep satisfied thinking that he still has the control. We'll still go."
Lucy laughed slightly and looked at the window and then back at Michelle. She shook her head and pulled Michelle's cheeks "Since when did you get so smart?" When she released her sister she heard "I told you I hate that! You're like the freaking Hulk! Monster!" "Oh, really?" "No! Lucy stop, stop, stop. Okay, TIME OUT! I need to tell you something."
"What?" "Today is the last date for registration."
Shit. Lucy bolted towards the door but quickly spun around and hugged her sister "I love you sis. Even though you are annoying and weird and drive me up the wall." "Yea yea whatever." "Bye Mish." And Lucy ran out of the door. Why did she go out? Michelle stared at her leaving figure for a moment and went to open up the laptop. She chuckled and waited for her to come back. Always absent minded.
x-x-x
A tall, raven haired dude sat on his chair, his feet- up on the table. His head rested on one of his hands while the other hand held the mouse, scrolling up and down the screen.
Darn it .He looked awfully exhausted. This thing is full of shit.
He suppressed his urge to break the stupid screen in front of him. The music list was so bad that he wanted to cry. He might've just as well smashed the dated computer into pieces for some entertainment but then that would get him into problem right? His absolutely brain dead boss/cousin had insisted that the music should continue throughout. Some sort of ridiculous advertisement strategy that people will remember the hardware store that played music. Gray was just happy nobody came at this time of the day otherwise he would really smash the screen into his head and die of humiliation. He scrolled down again searching for something vaguely worth hearing when he heard the door open. Finally. But it was not the douchebag of a cousin he was waiting for, instead a willowy blunette had entered the store. Great. Now he could actually die of embarrassment.
x-x-x
Juvia pushed the door and leaned in with it, dragging her slender body inside the hardware store. Walking like a zombie, she made her way towards the section where paints were kept. Juniper, juniper… does that even exist? Uuuugh just why did she have to be specific about colour. All shades look same to me.
Knowing that she will never, for the life of her, be able to differentiate between any shade of green or yellow or whatever colour Meredy wanted her to bring, Juvia dragged herself towards the counter towards the raven haired teen. Did he have a break up? Who plays such sappy songs in a hardware store?
"Um, do you have the Juniper shade of green?"
"I… uh.." Gray looked at her dumbly. Does that even exist?
He mentally smacked himself when he realized that he had said it out loud. The blunette infront of him chuckled amusedly.
"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. But my cousin said she bought it from this shop… uh once. So if you can just um check…"
"Yeah. Two sec." Gray scrutinized the computer screen infront of him, searching for the said item in the inventory list.
"Uh, looks like we ran out of the-" he said looking up to a shocked Juvia. What?
Then it dawned upon him.
Shit.
Juvia's P.O.V
What. The. Fuck?
Okay, I admit I like boys with well defined abs and all and I even Google-d a shirtless Francisco Lachowski but this is unarguably awwkward.
"Shit. I'm sorry. I- uh damn where did the shirt go?" he said looking around for the shirt he had just taken off.
I just looked at him with the What-the-fuuuuuuuuck? Expression. I WAS DEALING WITH A FREAKING PSYCHO HERE! I mean who strips in their workplace and most importantly in front of a customer?
WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?
RUN?
But Meredy ? She wasn't any less of a psycho either.
OKAY JUVIA! JUST TAKE THE DAMNED PAINT AND SKEDADDLE!
The raven haired dude fumbled around nervously mumbling something incoherent. I just tore my eyes off his lithe body and focused on the door. If Lucy was here she would've been traumatized beyond measure. WHO THE HELL STRIPS INFRONT OF A CUSTOMER? I really have to tell Levy about this specimen.
"I –uh we can get you the paint after Tuesday… I mean when the stock arrives and um I uh didyouneedanythingelse?"
"What?" Oh well atleast his shirt is back.
"I mean… apart from the paint- did you need anything else?
"A spade." DAMN YOU MEREDY! Making a list of things you'll never ever use.
"Right. We have those." Gray said, swiftly getting up from the table and started to scurry towards the section but immediately stopped. "I um do you mind if I just switch off this ridiculous song. It's killing my nerves."
So if he felt like that too then why did he play it in first place? God, I was dealing with a lunatic here. "No. My meathead of a cousin insisted that the songs play throughout. My taste is way better, trust me."
Holy Macaroni! Why am I speaking everything out loud? Darn you Heartfillia.
"Uh yeah, okay." JUST GO AND GET THE DAMN SPADE SO I CAN LEAVE!
"Thanks." He chipped, paused the God awful song which I don't even know how someone can listen to and scurried off to the section to get me the spade. What kind of absolutely awkward day is this?
He came back in a jiffy and handed me a smooth, black spade. I gathered I had to pay fifty jewels so I fished out some bills from my purse and handed to him. He looked extremely uncomfortable and I felt bad for being judgemental.
"I… Look I'm sorry I don't really strip in public. I mean I do, but it's not intentional okay. It's not like I want to and believe me I didn't want to scare you." He ranted on. "Shit. I feel so stupid right now."
I giggled. I mean what else could I do? The guy was so embarrassed. It was funny.
"Nah, it's okay. I get it."
"You do?"
I didn't actually. But I didn't say it. I just said, "Yeah. Just chill"
He looked a bit relieved.
"The playlist sucks though"
He looked at me with disbelief. I laughed. "That playlist." I pointed at the computer.
"Yes. I agree, but it's not mine it-"
"Belongs to your 'meathead' brother. I know. You just said it."
He grinned an absolutely beautiful grin and stop Juvia! Stop! Francisco is still the best.
"I would have played the songs on my list but my brother found them utterly 'objectionable'. Tell me does metal, hard rock, punk and all such genre sound 'objectionable'?"
"Er, no." What am I even doing?
He chuckled. "At least someone understands. So you're interested in music?" He said while rummaging through the cash box and finding the change.
"Yeah." I nodded. Things were a tad bit normal since the stripping incident. "Though that is something I don't listen to. Really. That's torture." He laughed and nodded "It sure is." He bent down to get something and my phone rang. It was Meredy. I picked up,
"Juvia wh-"
"I'm coming. Just count till 200." And I hung up to find the dark haired dude looking at me.
"1975 huh?"
What?
"Your ringtone." He gestured towards my mobile. Oh
I looked at my mobile and then towards him. "Yeah. I'm not a massive fan but I liked this song"
He threw an amused and very, very enchanting smile my way. Damn he's hot.
"Me too. Not a huge fan, but they're cool" he shrugged then added "I actually like Fallin In Reverse, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Maroon 5 and stuff. Many more, but mostly these."
Maroon 5. Maroon 5. Did he just say Maroon 5 ?
"I love Maroon 5" It escaped my mouth just like that. He handed me the package and grinned. "Well, great minds think alike."
I grinned too "Yep" He handed me the change. "Kinds sucks my cousin is an utter idiot."
"Trust me I know how it feels. I come from a lineage of lunatics as well"
He chuckled. "You're funny."
"You're hot."
I …..did not…just say that. Please tell me I did not just say that!
He cocked a brow up and smiled, clearly amused at my stupidity.
Someone.
Kill me.
RIGHT NOW!
x-x-x
General P.O.V
Juvia didn't know why she was telling Levy everything in detail but she did. She always did. Even if it meant Levy roasting her and going on full Troll-Juvia mode.
"You actually said that!?" disbelief oozed from Levy's voice
"Oh God. It was so awkward! I'm so stupid, I'm so, so, so stupid." Juvia's muffled voice came from the receiver. Levy knew she was probably leaning in her pillow and talking while dissolving in embarrassment.
"Oh Jeez!" Levy was laughing hard.
"I hate you so much right now."
"Shut up. I know you don't."
"I was so embarrassed Lev."
"I know."
"But he really looked hot y'know. Raven hair and stunning features. Plus the…" Juvia said
Oh boy here we go again. Levy sighed and listened, "Mhmm. What was his name?"
"….."
"Juvia?"
"… I don't know"
And with that Levy tumbled over her bed laughing hard. "You're unbelievable Juvia. Unbelievable"
A/N : Did I leave the ladle in the fridge?
Yes.
Why?
. . . . .
Anyway, Review?