Dragon Family Values
Disclaimer – I do not own Fairy Tail
Summary: Everyone tries to make Rogue smile.
Author's Note #1 – I'm using the 100 Theme Fanfiction Challenge for this collection. I thought it'd be something different.
Author's Note #2 – This one I am rating T.
Author's Note #3 – These drabbles are pretty much one-shots and are not related to each other in any way unless otherwise indicated.
Smile (Rated T)
"Has anyone noticed that Rogue doesn't really smile?" started Natsu.
"He smiles," Sting immediately defended.
"Oh, yeah? When?" responded Gajeel.
"Hey! He smiled after the Grand Magic Games when I fought him!" the fire mage proclaimed suddenly. "Boy was he having a power trip."
"That was Future Rogue," said Wendy.
"Still counts!"
"Ooh! I remember now!" said Sting. "He smiled when I said we'd always be partners…I think…"
"When was that?" asked Gajeel.
"After the Grand…Magic Games during the Dragon War thing…"
"That was still a year ago," said Wendy.
"Wait, so no one's seen Rogue smile in a year?" questioned Natsu.
"Seems that way," mumbled Sting.
"All right then!" exclaimed Natsu. "Mission: Get Rogue to smile is a go!"
"Sting," began Rogue. "What on earth are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"I don't know. That's why I'm asking you."
"I'm making faces."
Rogue paused. "Why? Are you having a seizure? Should I call a doctor?"
"No!" exclaimed Sting. "I'm making them on purpose!"
Rogue paused again. "Why?"
"Gah! This is hopeless!"
"Wendy," started Rogue.
"Yes?"
"Why are you smiling at me?"
Wendy suddenly looked down at the table, growing shy. "Do you have a problem with me smiling at you?"
"I do, actually," said Rogue. "It's unnerving. It seems unnatural."
Tears welled up in Wendy's eyes. "Natsu-nii! Rogue's being mean to me again!"
"Natsu," sighed Rogue.
"Hold on a sec. I'm not ready," said the fire mage as he sorted out his note cards. "Okay. I'm ready. Are you?"
"I don't even know what I'm supposed to be ready for."
"You sound like you're ready. Okay," said Natsu as he cleared his throat. "My friend bet me a hundred jewel I couldn't build a car out of spaghetti. You should have seen his face when I drove pasta. Heh! You get it?"
"Natsu, even if that did make sense, we get motion sickness. There's no way that would really happen."
"Okay. Wait! I got another one!" said Natsu as he shuffled through his note cards. "How does a train eat?"
Rogue sighed. "I don't know."
"It goes chew chew."
"…"
"How about this one? Did you hear about the constipated mathematician?"
"No," said Rogue. He did not like where this was going.
"He worked his problem out with a pencil," said Natsu with a grin. "A No. 2 pencil."
"Flamebrain, give it a rest already. That was disgusting!" shouted Gray from the other said of the guild.
"Who asked you, pervy stripper?!"
"What did you call me?!"
"I called you a pervy stripper!"
Rogue sighed again when Natsu launched across the table and tackled Gray to the ground. This day was never going to end.
"Gihi."
Rogue sighed. Not this again. It was becoming exhausting. Raising his head from his book, he looked up. "G-Gajeel?!"
"What's up, Rogue?"
A light blush dusted Rogue's cheeks. Gajeel was dressed like…he was dressed like…Frosch!
Gajeel was lucky to run into the little cat. He'd heard about the matching outfit Frosch was supposed to give Rogue—but had forgotten about—so Gajeel decided that what better way to put a smile on Rogue's face then to look like the shadow dragon-slayer's most favorite thing in the world.
What Gajeel didn't expect, however, was for Rogue to launch himself into Gajeel's arms, hug him, smile, and…was he purring?
"What do you know?" started Natsu. "Metal head did it. It's creepy as hell, but metal head did it."
"You sound impressed," commented Sting.
"Looks like I finally beat the Salamander at something," Gajeel said with a grin.
"I can still beat you in a fight! Bring it on!"
"Don't…ruin…this…moment!" ground out Rogue, shadowy tendrils surrounding him, ready to banish Natsu and anyone else to parts unknown.
"Don't worry, Rogue," said Wendy, grabbing Natsu and Sting by the wrists. "They're taking me for ice cream. Enjoy your time with Gajeel-nii!"
"I will!" said Rogue, snuggling up to Gajeel once more.
"When did we make plans to get ice cream?" asked Sting.
"I don't know," said Natsu, "but I'm all fired up!"
Gajeel frowned. He wanted some ice cream. "Rogue—"
"No."
"But—"
"If you even think of moving from this spot to get ice cream, I will tell Levy you're madly in love with her."
Gajeel frowned. "Being a big brother sucks," he grumbled. Ice cream…
Rogue's smile softened. He knew Gajeel didn't mean that, otherwise he wouldn't be trying to cheer him up right now.
"Thank you, Gajeel-nii."
"Welcome," Gajeel continued to grumble, a blush staining his cheeks.
Author's Note – Some themes just stump me. Please review!
*Next Theme – Silence*