Who Would've Known

Chapter 7

A/N Hey guys! I will be making a new story, I promise you it'll be a Sticy, because I realized there wasn't many Sticys out there. I'll probably make this a NaLu. Whatd'ya think? That good? Do you want this to be a Sticy, too? Big thanks to a Guest reviewer, they were asking about Natsu, I totally forgot about him! Please make an account so I can P.M. you!

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Sting's P.O.V.

"HA! I won!"

Jason began bombarding the blonde couple with questions.

"How long have you two cool mages been a cool couple?"

"Er...We-" Sting tried to (rightfully) deny it. It wasn't true. And he didn't want it to be true. Not at all. No siree. He wasn't attracted to her at all.

"COOOL!"

"How about your cool shirt, Mr. Eucliffe? How many days a month do you wear it?"

"Wait! Reporter dude, who said we were a couple?"

"Well, Sting-san, I have a cool picture of you two kissing! I'm positive it'll make the front page of the Weekly Sorcerer! And, here you have this cool couples t-shirt! Wait, why aren't you wearing your side of this cool t-shirt, Lucy-san? And, I heard you guys were quoting cool Shakespeare quotes during your ride together!"

"You see," Sting started.

"Cool!" Jason interrupted.

"Hey, reporter, what're you doing here anyways?" Lucy asked

"I heard from Mirajane Strauss-san that some cool Fairy Tail couples would be in the park today! And I heard the ultra-cool Wendy-san scream my name, so here I am!" At this, both blondes shot dirty looks at Wendy. "I never would've thought you two would be a couple, 'course, you two do make a cool couple!"

Lucy tried the polite tactic, "Thank you, but-"

"Oh yeah! I'm sorry for interrupting your cool date!"

Lucy and Sting looked at each other, realizing they couldn't do anything about the situation at hand, "Run!" They shouted. Together. And they took off running. Together. Holding hands.

"COOL!"

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Natsu's P.O.V.

I was currently hiding behind a large, leafy, tree about 100 meters away from the reporter, listening in on the conversation. Why was that reporter here? Fairy Tail doesn't have any drama! (A/N Clueless Nastu. FT is drama. #GaLe) What was his name again? Jackson? No, Jack? Ah, I remember! Jace! Even with my better-than-human senses, I could still only make out parts of the conversation.

"Two Mages...Couple"

Who was the newest couple?

"How about... shirt... Days a month you wear it..."

The girl's wearing the guy's shirt? So? Lucy wears my shirt...Does that mean we're a couple?

"You two kissing... Quoting Shakespeare..."

Mira has to be part of the reason... Who quotes Shakespeare? Is that a rapper?

"You see..." Lucy said.

LUCE? As in Lucy Heartfilia of Fairy Tail? She's dating someone!? I grabbed the tree. And kissing!? Of course that weirdo would quote rappers! And Sting and Wendy are probably their chaperons! The tree was trembling from the force I exerted in it.

"Cool couple..." Jace said.

I was now trembling in rage, along with the tree.

"Thank..." Lucy replied.

Why wasn't Lucy denying it? She's usually blushing and embarrassed. Could she WANT this to go public?

SNAP! The tree split in half. I tumbled to the ground, not giving crap about the looks everyone gave me.

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Lucy looked at the monstrous roller coaster looming above her, it's shadow blocking the sun, giving it an eerie feel. The letters 'The Haunted Coaster"' stretched across the entry way of the ride. She shuddered. Running away from the annoying reporter made their little group take a short-cut through the thrill rides part of the amusement park. 'Curse that reporter for making us run. Curse Sting for pulling me in the wrong direction. Cure Mira for sending that reporter our way.' Lucy thought, 'Was nothing going to go my way today?"

"Hey I got V.I.P. tickets! You know how, Lucy-dono? They just looked at me and handed me some!" Sting chattered on, excitedly, "Hey, what's wrong, Lucy-dono?" Sting tried for a taunting tone, but it was ruined by the honorific at the end of Lucy's name. "You scared of a lil 'haunted' roller coaster? You can hold on the great Sting's arm, if you want."

"Errr... Lucy-san, if you don't want to go on, I could go on with Sting." Wendy pushed, knowing Lucy would never admit that she is scared of spiders, snakes, and other things that might scare a 5-year-old. At least, not in front of Sting. 'They have to sit together. I know Lucy-san hates these things. Sorry, Lucy-san, I'm doing this for your own good.' Wendy thought, trying to communicate without talking. I knew it wouldn't work... I've been hanging around Warren too much...

Lucy pursed her lips thinking,"NO! I shall not be a chicken! Let's do this!"

They started walking towards the beginning of the line, flashing V.I.P. tickets to anybody who protested. The line was in a haunted house. The second they stepped into the line, pushing everybody out of their way, (Sting...) Lucy was trembling. Halfway through the line, Lucy was gripping Sting's hand like a lifeline. By the time they were almost through, as Sting single-handedly (literally) pushed the poor people in line, Wendy had to push Lucy along. By the time they were strapped in the cart and moving, Lucy was hugging Sting 's head, nearly suffocating him, in the 2nd row of the first cart, while Sting's head lay in her lap, pretending to be groggy from transportation. Wendy bravely sat alone in the 1st row.

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All throughout Fiore, screams were heard, though none could pinpoint where they came from.

"KYYYYAAAA!"

"STINNG!"

"HHEEEELLLPPP!"

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Just as the 'hidden' (to dragon slayers it wasn't hidden) camera was nearing their cart, Wendy shouted,"Lucy-san! Bloody Mary's behind you!"

"AHHHHHHHHH! SAAVVVEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lucy hugged Sting even tighter. By this time, Sting couldn't take the pressure surrounding his neck anymore and sat up, still leaning on Lucy for 'support'. Sting saw Lucy nearly in tears, and, not knowing what to do, hugged her back, comforting her, crooning the words,"Shhh, it'll be okay, I'm here, I'll protect you." near her ear. To anybody who saw them, they would look like a couple; exactly what Wendy wanted.

FLASH! The camera went off.

Seeing no ghosts around her, Lucy realized what happened.

"WEEENNNDDYYY!"

Hopefully Mira will double my mission reward...

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Natsu was walking through the theme park, wondering who Lucy was dating. Walking past The Haunted Coaster, a flash of blonde on lacrima vision caught his eye. Scrawled on the screen of the lacrima-powered television were the words 'Photo Shoot inside the Coaster! See your reactions! A small crowd surrounded the television, hoping to get a glimpse of themselves on the ride. He squinted. In the front row of cart 4 was Sting and Lucy, with Wendy sitting by herself in the back. Sting was kissing Lucy's ear. Sting. Kissing. Lucy. Why was Sting kissing Lucy?! Doesn't she have a date? He instinctively growled, the image was searing a hole in his brain.

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After the ride, Lucy eventually stopped pouting, pitying the number of guilt trips she gave Wendy. Unbeknownst to her, Sting also had some trouble keeping himself under control. Who know pouting could turn him on? The only thing stopping him from taking her now was Wendy. Said girl sighed in relief, knowing that Lucy got over it.

"Lucy-san? Can we go to the arcade? Please?"

Damn cute puppy face. "Fine."

"Watch the great Sting Eucliffe win these easy games!" Sting announced to the world.

True to his word, Sting won all the games on the first try, walking up and giving all the prizes to a blushing Lucy, claiming that,"These prizes are useless." with a hint of pink on his face himself. But after Lucy gave half of the prizes to Wendy, keeping the plushies, a sulking Sting followed behind her, begging for some sake,"Please? Lucy-dono? Let's drink! I'll even pay so you don't have to worry about your rent money!" Lucy, never one to pass up anything free, hesitantly agreed. Wendy, having no choice in this, trailed along behind them until Lucy took her hand. Then, Sting, not wanting to be left out, took Wendy's other hand. Mustache Face, seeing this little scene while on break, smiled to himself.

Two hours later, a drunk Lucy and an even drunker Sting stumbled out of the bar. 15 minutes beforehand, Wendy finished drinking a smoothie, holding a camera she had with her the whole day and took a picture of Lucy doing body shots and Sting happily licking her. And I didn't even have to do anything this time! Now Lucy-san can't be mad at me! Just the thought of one of the guilt trips Lucy sent her made her stomach churn...I'm sorry, Lucy-san...

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Wendy shoved Lucy and Sting on to the king sized bed of fluffiness, as Lucy dubbed it, making sure their limbs were entangled, snapped a picture, and left, but not before flitting around the room, making sure they weren't going to have hangovers the next day, by using her healing magic. It was Wendy's own way of saying sorry. She quietly slipped out of the room, closing the door quietly.

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A/N Any questions? I know I made Wendy a little OOC, but that's because she was helping Mira. You know Wendy, always trying to help any way she can. I love that about her:). Any plot holes? Tell me! I accept flames, I mean, I'm not going to tell you what I don't want to hear, it's your own opinion! If you hate it, I'm fine with that.