Disclaimer: I would like to confirm that I do not own the movie "Pulp Fiction" as that happens to be the property of director Quentin Tarantno. I also do not own "Fairy Tail" since that happens to be the property of Hiro Mashima.

Notice: This will be based on the movie itself, with a few changes I made. I love Quentin Tarantino's movies and I figured why not do a Fairy Tail version of it.

Chapter 1

It was a normal day at Denny's restaurant at about 9 o'clock in the morning. While the place wasn't usually jammed, there was a healthy number of people eating breakfast.

Among the customers having breakfast at Denny's were these two young married couples. One was a black-haired young man in his 20's named Azack Connell. The other was his wife, a green-haired woman named Bisca Connell.

Little were the customers unaware that these two married couples were actually thieves. They had made a habit of robbing places whenever they felt like it. They never bothered with banks as they felt it was too risky. They randomly robbed places from convenient stores, grocery stores, mostly small places that no one would ever expect to rob. As usual they never got caught due to lack of evidence. These two were like the modern Bonnie and Clyde.

As they ate breakfast, Bisca came up with another place they could rob. She suggested to Alzack that they rob this Denny's restaurant, right here and right now. However, Alzack is beginning to get tired of the robbing business and felt it was getting a little too dangerous and knew it was only a matter of time until the police caught up to them.

"No, forget it," Alzack told her. "It's too risky. I'm through doing that shit."

Bisca merely smirked at her husband. "You always say that like every time. But most times you can't help it and neither can I. We both know we get into a rush doing it."

"I know that's what I always say," said Alazck. "But this time, I mean it. Our days of robbing are officially over. It's getting too dangerous and too risky. I mean we've been smart not to leave evidence, but all it takes is one small error and it's over for you."

The waitress serving them came to their table. "Can I get anybody some coffee?"

"Yes, please," Bisca smiled, as the waitress poured more coffee in her cup.

The waitress looked at Alzack and gestured to him for some more coffee. Alzack replied, "I'm doing fine." The waitress made her leave.

Alzack continued on with the conversation. "I mean the way it is now, you're taking the same freaking risk as when you rob a bank. You take more of a risk. It's lucky we never considered it or we'd be freaking dead. But whether you choose to rob a bank, it's not like you're stealing anything from them because the banks are insured. I mean you don't even need a gun to rob a bank. I mean I heard about this guy with a phone who walked into a bank and handed the phone to the clerks and the guy on the phone demanded they hand over the money or they'd hurt his little girl."

"Did it work?" Bisca asked, curious.

"Hell ya, it worked," Alzack told her. "See this is what I'm talking about. He goes into the bank with the phone and cleans the place out. The bank clerks didn't life a freaking finger."

"Did they hurt the little girl?" Bisca asked, worriedly.

"That's also another thing, there was no little girl to begin with," said Alzack. "It was all a ruse to see the crap out of those bank clerks. For all we know, that fool holding the phone could have been in on it.

"One thing I don't want to rob are liquor stores. I mean what's the whole point of robbing them when they're owned by foreigners nowadays. You wave your gun demanding they hand over the money with no idea what the hell we're saying.

"And here's another thing I found out about restaurants. You know there has never been an incident of a restaurant being robbed. With restaurants, you catch them with their pants down because they're not expecting to be robbed. And just like banks, these places are insured. The managers don't give a crap. They would rather walk out the back door while the customers are being robbed. And the waitress', forget it. They're not taking a bullet for nobody. Not even if they were paid $15 dollars an hour.

"Customers are sitting there with food in their mouths, they don't know what's going on, they're eating their eggs and pancakes, then the next moment later somebody is sticking a gun in their faces."

"You sound like you're getting turned on by this," Bisca smiled. Alzack knew he couldn't deny it. He felt that same rush whenever he was robbing something. Bisca continued on. "You want to do like we did at the liquor store. Hold everybody hostage, take money from the register and steal all these customers' wallets?"

Alzack grinned as he kissed his wife on the lips as he pulled out his gun. "You know it, baby. Remember, same as last time. You control the crowd and I'll handle the employees."

Bisca took out her shotgun and said, "Once we're done robbing this place, I've got a surprise for you tonight." She stood up towards him, making herself look attractive and sexy.

Alzack was looking forward to tonight and got down to business in the restaurant as he and Bisca held their guns up. Alzack announced, "Everybody, be cool! This is a robbery!"

"Any of you shit heads move and I'll execute everyone of you in John Dillenger style!" Bisca shouted.