Stars
Disclaimer - I do not own Fairy Tail
Summary: Fireworks and dragon-slayers do not mix.
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.
Author's Note #4 - DO NOT DO ANYTHING WRITTEN IN THIS FIC! IT IS DANGEROUS!
Stars (Rated T)
"No. We are not having a party of any kind at Sabertooth!" Rogue hissed through his teeth as he eyed the unexpected guests in the guild. A party with the dragon-slayers of Fairy Tail and their reckless guildmates? No way in hell.
Sting groaned in aggravation. "Come on. It'll be fine."
"No."
"It's not like anything bad is gonna happen."
"Do you really believe that?"
Sting paused. "…No."
"The answer is still no."
"But everyone's already here!" the blond whined as he bounced up and down. "I'll keep a close eye on everyone."
"Fine. But if someone dies, it's on your head," Rogue stated as he walked away.
"That was easier than I thought."
He shouldn't have agreed to this. Why the hell did he agree to this?
"What the hell are you three doing?" Rogue deadpanned as he spotted Natsu, Gajeel, and Sting hovering over the barbecue grill.
"We're going to make a fire!" Natsu responded happily.
Sting cleared his throat. "Actually, we're going to try our hand at barbequing."
"With Natsu's fire?" Rogue replied.
Sting hesitated, eyeing the barbeque grill thoughtfully.
Rogue pinched the bridge of his nose. "Try not to burn the vicinity down," he muttered as he wandered away. He didn't wander too far, though, just in case he had to—you know—put out a fire.
He watched as Gajeel dumped a pile of coals in the center of the grill, then he took a step back when he saw Natsu dowse the pile in lighter fluid. Lots and lots of lighter fluid. This wasn't going to end well. He could tell.
Next, Natsu took his hand, started a small flame, and set fire to the coal. It lit up, as well as Gajeel's hand.
"Hot!" Gajeel yelled as he danced around the grill as if he were performing some sort of tribal dance.
"Idiot," Rogue mumbled under his breath.
Suddenly, the flame on the coals went out. Sting, Gajeel, and Natsu all leaned over the barbeque grill, confused as to why the fire had disappeared. And then Natsu did something he would never forget.
Rogue stared wide-eyed when Natsu squeezed more lighter fluid on the seemingly dead coals, only to have the center erupt like a volcano, singing the three unsuspecting victims.
"Crap!"
"Fuck that's hot!"
"My eyebrows are gone!"
"What? Mine, too!"
"My hair! My beautiful hair!"
"Idiots," Rogue muttered as he walked off.
"Guys, don't!" Sting pleaded.
"What the hell is going on now?" Rogue snapped.
The blond jumped nearly ten feet in the air. "Rogue! Uh—!"
"We're going to light him up!" crowed Natsu.
"…Excuse me?" stated Rogue. His eyes quickly panned the area until they landed on Gray, who was fast asleep on a lawn chair. And were those…sparklers in his hair? It made him look like some sort of strange celestial spirit.
"You're going to light the sparklers?" questioned Rogue.
Natsu and Gajeel nodded vigorously.
"Go ahead."
"What?" Sting screeched.
"Shh! Do you want to wake him up?" growled Natsu. "Come on. Let's go."
Sting watched in shock while Rogue appeared quite eager as Natsu and Gajeel approached Gray. Taking his hand, Natsu lit each of the sparklers.
As soon as the snap, crackle, and pop began, Gray woke. He shot up in his chair in shock, at first, until he realized the loud noises were coming from his hair.
"I'm on fire! Help!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
Suddenly, a whir of something whizzed past Rogue. When he realized it was Sting with a fire extinguisher, he was a bit displeased that Gray's tantrum would be short-lived. However, seeing Gray blasted by a fire extinguisher was well worth the initial displeasure.
As Gray lay on his back, seeing stars, Rogue couldn't help but think the ice mage deserved what he got for eyeing Frosch with envy. Served him right.
"What the hell is going on out there?" Rogue inquired when he spotted Sting rooted to his spot in the doorway that led to the front yard. The sun had finally set, which only meant the fireworks would be set off shortly. Natsu had been looking forward to it all day.
"Trying not to get killed," responded the blond, looking petrified.
Rogue peered over Sting's shoulder and immediately balked as soon as he saw what was about to take place. He whimpered just as Natsu lit a piece of rolled-up newspaper and tossed it into a box of fireworks.
"Where's everyone else?" Rogue asked quickly.
"They…kinda ran off down the street as soon as they saw the fireworks," Sting replied quietly.
"SHUT THE DOOR! SHUT THE DOOR!" Rogue cried as a firework came hurling at them. He slammed the door shut and knocked Sting to the ground, covering him. Booms, screeches, and screams were the only things that could be heard from the outside.
"This was such a bad idea!" whimpered Sting.
"You just realized this now?" seethed Roguet.
"Hey! You said it was okay!"
"I didn't say it was okay to blow up the city!"
"They're not gonna blow up the city!"
BOOM!
"The guild just shook! It shook, Sting!"
"Okay. So maybe they might blow up the city."
"If I get killed by a firework, I'm going to murder you."
"Rogue, if you're dead, how can you kill me?"
"…Shut up."
"You said it, not me."
"Being around you makes me stupid."
"Obviously. Who let those guys get fireworks?"
"You did."
"…Oh. Well, why didn't you stop me?"
BOOM! BOOM!
"As I said before, being around you makes me stupid."
"Stupidly in love?"
"Don't even think about kissing me now with fireworks going on. That's just too cliché."
"Well, screw you then."
"Maybe later, but definitely the other way around. Right now, I'd rather just survive the night."
They both cowered as fireworks continued to light up the night sky like explosive stars.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
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