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Summary: Don't go into the shed! Gratsu
Author's Note #1 - I'm using the 100 Theme Fanfiction Challenge for this collection.
Author's Note #2 - This one I am rating T for Teen.
Author's Note #3 - These drabbles are pretty much one-shots and are not related to each other in any way unless otherwise indicated.
Hold My Hand (Rated T)
"Gray? I'm gonna take Fang outside," said Natsu, holding his new puppy.
"Hm? Fine," replied Gray, his eyes never leaving his book. "Just be careful out there. Raccoons will be out this time of night."
"Yeah, yeah," Natsu muttered under his breath as he attached the leash he was holding to Fang's collar and walked out into the yard. He set Fang down and walked him around, flashlight in the other hand. "Go potty."
Fang growled and started sniffing the ground instead.
"Come on. Just go potty already. It's cold out here."
Bang!
Natsu and Fang's heads shot up. "What the hell was that?" the blond voiced aloud, shining his flashlight in the direction of the sound. The narrow beam of light drifted over the yard until it landed on the iron shed in the back.
BANG!
The flashlight fell from Natsu's hands as he and Fang bolted back inside the house.
The Following Morning
"I'm telling you, there was banging going on in here last night. Both Fang and I heard it!" said Natsu as he hid behind Gray, who was now standing in front of the iron shed.
Gray sighed, but decided to humor his boyfriend. Shoving the doors of the shed open, he peered inside. "There's nothing here, Natsu."
"Then what's that?"
"What?"
"That!"
"What, the scat?"
"…what?"
"The raccoon feces over there?"
"Why didn't you just say that in the first place?"
"Because it's called scat."
"Let's just call it raccoon shit, then!" Natsu snapped.
"Never mind," said Gray upon closer inspection. "I don't think it belongs to a raccoon."
"And how do you know that?"
"I just do."
"What, you got a poop fetish or something?"
"No! I like outdoor activities, okay?"
"…and part of that is knowing what different poop looks like?" Just what kind of person was he dating?
"No—yes—just forget the whole damn thing!"
"Uh huh…wait, what the fuck is that?" Natsu asked, sounding alarmed. He pointed to a hole on the side of the shed.
"Something must have made the hole," Gray commented.
"From the inside?"
"That's what it seems like."
"What the hell could have done that?" Natsu shrieked. If it could bust a hole in an iron shed, who knew what else it could do!
"I'm not sure. We'll just check things out tonight and see."
"We? What the hell do you mean we?"
Gray just rolled his eyes in response.
Later That Night
Natsu hid behind Gray as they peered into the shed, the pitiful beam from the flashlight illuminating nearly nothing. Gray let the light roam gradually throughout the shed until it settled on the metal shelf inside.
"Hold my hand," blurted Natsu, desperately reaching for his boyfriend's fingers.
Gray merely shoved his hand away and refocused his attention to the inside of the shed. Squinting, he leaned forward.
So did Natsu. "Is that a—"
"—rat?" finished Gray. "Yes. And a large one at that." It was nearly the size of a small dog.
Suddenly, the rat lunged at them.
"Fuck!" Natsu screamed, pushing Gray directly into the flying rat as he took off back toward the house. A resounding crash echoed through the air.
Gray found himself lying face first in the shed, the rat nowhere to be seen. Raising his head, he looked around until he found the flashlight. Grabbing it, he pulled it toward himself until something caught his eye.
A glowing pair of eyes.
It wasn't from a rat.
Or a raccoon.
"Fuck!" Gray shouted, scrambling away and racing back toward the house.
"Gray! What happened?" inquired a frantic Natsu.
"What happened? You pushed me into a fucking shed and left me to die at the claws of some fucking monster! That's what happened!"
"…a monster?" Natsu squeaked.
"Well, not in the literal sense, but I'm definitely having that shed demolished."
"But what if that just pisses the monster off?"
"Then don't go outside."
"But what about when Fang needs to go potty?"
"Just shut up. I'm going to bed," Gray said, feeling a headache coming on.
"You can't go to bed! There's a monster on the loose! Gray? Gray!"
Author's Note - Yeah. Total mind blank.
*Next Theme - Fortitude*