A new chapter in Fairies are real. Now it's time for Natsu's dream please keep reading.
* Natsu's Memories *
"ZEREF BIG BROTHER," I call out shouting in a giant forest on the outskirts of town looking from the left to the right noticing every bug that flies by to every ripple of the lake that follows the warm feeling of the wind that is caress my face gently with the leaves from the tree's following. The sun was barely there, but it supplied us with little light, there was enough to see his shadow by a tree in the green grass that had flown with the wind.
He hasn't noticed that I've found him and I only giggled at his actions; we were playing hide and seek. I walk up to his shadow and turn my head only to see nothing. I hear a rustle from the tree's branches and hear a thud as something grabs me from behind and lifts me up into the air when I turned my head I shouted, "ZEREF BIG BROTHER."
"You've found me," he says with a small smile and I look up into his black eyes full of happiness as he's holding me up from my waist, I was berated with shock and I watched as his hair follows the warm wind and the sunlight shined upon his face. He places me down and I smile back up at his face, holding my arm out and placing my index and middle finger up to make a peace sign.
"Now I get to choose dinner," I said grinning with a boasting manner.
"No way, it's my turn," he grunts as he pushes me back.
"Nuh uh," I shout out as I falter only to run forward and push him back as he falters and pushes me back into the lake.
"Now I'm soaked and cold," I shouted clearly displeased by this action.
"Then get out of the river and let's go home and eat," he chuckled while bending down and holding his right arm out extending his hand towards me. I reach my arm and extend my hand and grasp onto his hand giving a small smile as well while the sun sets behind us. I get up from the cold rippling pond and we started walking out of the forest to our home town.
We get to town and we head to the bakers, pushing the door open and getting a waft of the baking sweets and bread. "Mama said we had to get bread," Zeref said waltzing up to the counter still holding my hand.
"Can I pay pretty please," I begged with my puppy eyes, I wanted to be like a real adult and pay the baker lady upfront as the old woman giggled with Zeref at my action.
"Fine," Zeref complied and finally had given into my wishes and handed me the joules.
"One loaf of garlic bread," I said quickly taking the joules and handed the joules to her, I was feeling glorious.
"Alright," she smiled at us taking the joules and placing it in a magic box that stored joules. She ran back into the kitchen and came out with two plates full of a sweet smelling object and it had some weird gooey sticky looking stuff at the top that held a strawberry in place; She handed it down to us as we looked at the strange contraption she giggled.
"We didn't order this," Zeref said handing the object back.
"I know, it's my new invention, since you order here a lot I'll let you chose out the name after you eat it all up," she said laughing looking at us handing us silverware.
"Alright," we said simultaneously grabbing the silverware and cutting the soft object in a tiny piece and stabbing the piece with the fork and pulling up to our mouths finally shoving it inside as it exploded on our taste buds. I looked up at Zeref and his eyes sparkled as he grabbed another bite with his fork and I did the same. We ate it like we've never eaten anything in our lives, she giggled.
"So, what should we call it," she asked still giggling at our actions.
"Strawberry," Zeref said handing our plates.
"CAKE," I shouted happily.
"Why, that word doesn't exist it doesn't exist," she said raising an eyebrow at me
"Daddy had a book where it said that 'cake' word does exist it originates from Middle English it means a small flat bread roll of Scandinavian that's also related to Swedish kaka and a Danish kage," I said expecting her to know this but only she forgot it at the moment as she looked at me shocked and Zeref laughed at her facial expression.
"Daddy also told you to stop reading those books," Zeref said punching me in the back of the head.
"Ouch... what was that for," I asked, as I raised my right arm to hold the area where he had punched and rubbed it it with my right hand in a up and down motion.
"Well, I guess I'll never forget the name, Strawberry cake it is, your father travels way too much," she said laughing at us as she ran back there, we still heard her laughing as she shuffled around and brought out a bag holding 2 loaves of garlic bread.
"But we didn't order this either," Zeref said.
"On the house, you payed with the name and entertainment, as well knowing how you boys eat, you'll need it," she said giving us a backhanded compliment still giggling as she looked over at a picture of an old man surrounded with candles giving a melancholy smile towards the picture.
"It's been 4 months since the last dragon attack and since my husband died, but when you boys come here, I feel like he's right there laughing with me, I never feel alone knowing you boys are smiling and are alive, so keep it that way and I'll keep giving you Strawberry cake," she said with a tender smile and small tears coming out of her eyes, though she laughed of happiness.
"Thanks," we said smiling, turning around leaving with the bread as I raised my arm and waved my hand left to right.
"Thanks, good bye," I shouted still doing the motion watching her smile and turn the lights out to sleep.
Zeref then started running and I joined up. "Race you home," I said snickering.
"Not much of a race when all you'll be seeing is my dust," Zeref said suddenly as his feet moved fast and he was in front of me by a long shot as our little cottage got into view. We knew it was our home because we heard mom's shouting as dad screamed and begged for mercy and we could also hear the whacks from a wooden spoon.
Zeref pushed the door open as I tumbled in and I bent down and placed my hands on my knees gasping for air. "Beatcha," he said placing a peace sign upon his hands as a wooden spoon hit him on the back of the head.
"Ouch," he shouted as a spook hit my head as well.
"Mom," I complained holding the swollen area in pain.
"You're late," she stood there in holding her arms under her giant bust as she bent her curvy hips her golden skin complimented her sharp onyx eyes and beautiful pink hair. Her right hand held the wooden spoon as she tapped her left foot down in a waiting motion, she was waiting for an explanation.
"Sorry, we went to the bakers and got the bread," Zeref said handing her the bread.
"Oh she gave us two, I'll have to pay her a visit for her kind generation of a house full of pigs," she said smiling as every man in the house sighed of relief.
"We're having spaghetti," she said as she skipped back to the kitchen.
The one thing about our mother is that she has a wild sense about her anger, you can never tell what emotion she feels and sometimes I feel bad for dad because she holds back on us, but on dad you can never see her attacks coming with those cooking utensils, me and my brother had to buy duller knives for our dads safety, my whole body instinctively shivered as I remembered the day she had found a magazine with a pretty woman on the front wearing a weird outfit in dads dresser, Zeref called it cosplay and said no more about the topic.
Well we all sat down and talked until mom called out for dinner and we all ran to the table hungrily like wolves. She placed the pot on the table as we all ate. After dinner mom cleaned up as dad, Zeref, and I took a bath. Then dad and mom tucked us in bed as dad told of his adventures and mom prayed to us to have good dreams, I coughed a couple of times and snot rolled out of my nose and mom and dad gave me a potion for a cold.
Zeref and I fell asleep quickly from the exhausting, but well worth day we had. Our lives could never be any better, when dad was around he would show us things he got from his adventures or tell us what he'd done in these adventures. Mom had a weak body, but a mighty heart, she never let life beat her.
Hope you like it, sorry it took so long got distracted and a thanks giving day present. For Christmas as a thank you I'll write what ever you want just comment below. It's an early christmas present alright. Enjoy and comment your opinions, even if it's rude or just plain bullying it still could help me correct my story to a veiwers liking.