Meet Benny Makarov Makaren: only 20 years old and the Fourth Master of the Fairy Tail guild! It seems Benny-boy loves raising suspiscions about other people, at least when those particular people of suspicion are not around to hear him. It just so happens that Benny has arrived at that crossroads of potentially fatal awkwardness as new guild superstar Mest catches his words by the guild entrance. How will Benny-boy claw his way out of this one? Read on and find out in the Twenty-ninth chapter!
~My Fairy: ACT II~
tTnToTi Arc Part III: The Fairy Odd Inquisition: Part I
Well wasn't this a wee awkward...
With my knee half bent in mid-step, I stare oddly at my fellow Magician as he gazes quite plainly down at me from the stairs. I felt like such a big shot with all those things I thought about earlier; how I was gonna show up this Mage and prove how much of a fraud he is, like those authors who only read other people's stories so they can get reviews in kind. But now I'm in a real pinch and it's not because I caught my fly on there again – no this was a much more of a pickle of a pinch than that pithy problem.
...Mest heard those things I said about him to Lucy just now...
...And so he just continued staring at me, holding his gaze long enough so the passing townsfolk could absorb his flawless features once more; some even whipping out the Magical equivalent of a camera phone in order to take a photo of the star Mage himself.
Look if you're gonna punish me for what I said can you get it over with now. I've been standing half-constipated looking in this pose for like thirteen and half minutes now!...
Mest was still staring at me.
"Um, Mest, are you alright?" Lucy walked over and checked up on her teammate by putting a hand over his shoulder. Now that I notice, he's holding some sort of reflective pose of his own right now, one hand on the hips and the other hanging by his trousers. He's not even staring at me anymore but instead his gaze has gradually shifted upwards, his chin now elevated so he's looking 'beyond' me rather than 'at' me.
"Hey Mest how's it going?" Natsu comes out of the guild and pats his new mate on the shoulder. "Huh? What's the matter?"
"He's been like this for-" Lucy grumbles with a shrug of her shoulders consulting her blue-haired teammate. "Wendy...?"
The little whiz kid Wizard actually whips out a chain watch from her scale-pattern dress. "Fifteen minutes and twenty-three seconds."
"Oh I get it!" Natsu flicked his hands, lighting up a small flame. "This is some sort of statue competition ain't it Mest? Well I'll show you!"
No way...Okay yes way; Natsu really did start up his own 'play statue' competition with the odd Mage.
"Hey what's Natsu and Mest doing?" Some time had passed and now Gray, Gajeel, Elfman and a few other guys from inside the guild were now assembling outside to observe this glitch in the normality (well relative normality) of the guild's everyday flow.
"I think I might have caused this." I confess to the others. "Mest has been stuck that way for..." After a quick whisper in my ear from Wendy. "Thirty-two minutes and four seconds now and Natsu inadvertently joined him."
"Mest has never done anything like this before." Gray tusked with his shirt now vanishing into the wonderful space of hammers. "So what do you think you did to cause this?"
I dig my toes into the dirt as I reveal my sin to my guild members. "Well I kinda said that there might be something up with him and he overheard it."
Now perhaps if you thought having Natsu and Mest frozen in animation (geddit cause it's - oh heck!) was weird enough, my last words just caused everyone to throw their wigs in the air (well if they wore wigs at least) in shock as they stared at me flabbergasted. "H-how could you even say that about our Mest?"
"Well I just think a few things about him seem kinda suspicious 'n'all...aside from the fact that he's a statue at the moment" I sulk in my defence (just keep in mind with all this carrying on, I'm supposed to be the Guild Master here).
"You shouldn't make such harsh and unsubstantiated accusations on members of this guild Benny-boy!" Gray poked my sternum as he glowered at me.
"Juvia agrees too!" Sliding into screenshot Juvia backed up her Romeo. "Ahem – what Juvia meant was...Don't say bad things about Mest or else."
"Only a true Man can dare to stand up to Mest's greatness." The Elfman added as he dug me further into the soil with his angry stare. "Therefore you are not manly enough to stand on an equal level with Mest!"
"Master or not, if you bash on our mate Mest here I'll turn you into scrap metal, eat you, wait about five hours, then crap you out of my rear chute!" That might have been one of the wittiest lines Gajeel has ever had to say...But it was also quite scary – especially since the recycled steel he was referring to was me!
The Thunder Threesome swallowed my shadow from behind as they mobbed me as well. "If it weren't for our all divine and superior Laxus-dono, we'd worship Mest with the same loyalty and devotion. "
Freed drew his blade, writing some sort of purple gibberish in the air. "~A verse of love and a verse of death can combine into the most beautiful poems of all.~" But even when the Lightning fanboy put it that way it seemed he was just as pissed as the others.
"I'll get my babies onto you if you mess with Mest – and/or Laxus..." The helmet-wearing Bickslow said with the dance of his large tongue, tagging that last line with a slight aversion behind the visor.
"Oh, why can't Laxus or Mest be our master? They are both far more handsome than you little Benny-brat!" With the snap of her fan, Evergreen aims below the belt with that one.
"Yeah, we want Mest as our new Master!" And now like a chorus of angry seagulls waiting eagerly for that last chip to be thrown their way, the other guild members added in their two cents, forming a large mob around me.
I've gotta tell you, having about two dozen angry faces snapping at me at once was a little frightening – no wait it was f&*$ing time to excrete a brick like substance at that point!-!-!
After battling through Winter blizzards; traversing flesh cutting sandstorms; slaying mighty ogres, trolls, goblin hordes and gargoyles - oh wait that was just HOMM X784.0 version...
...Well after coming this far, it seems I'm about to reach the end of my tether...I'll have reached the end of my rope after being tied in one, dangled from a branch and lynched to death by my own Guild members!
All because I had dared to doubt one particular Mage's awesomeness.
I would have liked to at least lived to see the conclusion of the next major arc. But now I'm gonna have to be a spectator from the Celestial World or wherever spirits wander off to after their body has been torn to shreds by an angry mob from Team Mest.
They all raised their claws just as they were preparing to carve me for their early Thanksgiving dinner.
"GUN'S MAGIC: WILD TURKEY SUPREME BLEND BULLET!"
"REPENTENCE RIFF: SLIDE SCALE SEQUENCE 4: SAVING THE GIRL!"
Just when I thought my little self-insert life was over...Two figures defend my side. When their sudden attacks manage to push back the angry rabble a little I rejoice at the arrival of my new teammates.
I Guess Mest's charm doesn't work on OCs...
~To be continued~
With his two trusted OC-mates to the rescue, can Benny scrape out of this angry mob alive and with at least some of his dignity intact perhaps? Find out in the next high-stakes chapter!
