Summary: When Jellal gets kidnapped and the vikings think that he can grow blueberries, Macbeth and Erik kidnap a nun to go lead them to their 'savior'.
Note: A request from Lieutenant Myst; this was supposed to be the 10 Chapter Special, but, life got to me and I decided to post a chapter I had already written.
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Vikings and Monks~
Jellal opened his eyes, a tired expression on his face. His eyes then widened as he examined his surroundings, a frown on his face as his blue hair covered his eyes. What he could mostly feel was curiosity, and his head was in pain; he was quite certain that he was hit on the head with what he had hoped was a bat. "Why… am I here?"
Why was he here?
The very question that you beloved readers are wondering. Well, let's see if we can figure that out!
Brother Macbeth groaned, taking his fifth nap of the hour. No one knew if he was a witch, or a monk. He just stumbled upon them when he was running away from a bunch of villagers with pitchforks and torches. Thus, becoming one of the brother's. "Somebody's gotta find the savior."
Brother Erik growled, getting into an epic fighting stance and placing his left foot on a rock that was nearby to make the scene awesome. "WE WILL BRING BACK OUR BROTHER FATHER SAVIOR!"
Sister Sorano raised an eyebrow as she stood next to Macbeth, giving him a look with a small frown as her eyes said 'what?'. "Is… he a brother, a father, or a savior?" she asked, confusion filling her as Macbeth rested his head down.
"He's all of them combined. Even an idiot would know that," the dark haired monk replied, the words 'idiot' impaling Sorano as she nearly fell to the floor.
No one knew why the white haired woman was there, because she was a nun; not a monk. Yet, she visited the boys quite often because she was worried that the two of them would forget to wake up in the morning if she wasn't there to drag them out of bed, and feed them because they somehow slept passed the bell.
"I have a boat," Erik said, his tone ice as he grabbed Macbeth and Sorano. "We must save our savior!" he exclaimed happily, holding his fist in the air dramatically while Sorano blinked, and Macbeth yawned, nodding his head slowly.
And, they were off on one crazy adventure.
And, they kidnapped Sorano, the nun who was having a hard time figuring out why they kidnapped her, because she was going to come along anyway.
The nun, (AKA: Sorano), was rowing the boat, scowling, while the moronic idiots were trying to see if they could spot the viking ship anywhere. The two nearly fell off the boat while trying to search for it. "Do you think they'll sing?" Macbeth asked curiously, his eyes widening as a shark fin was spotted in the distance.
"I doubt it… if they do, I may just throw myself over the boat," Erik said dryly, letting out a yawn as his gaze went on Sorano, his eyes slightly narrowing. "Put your back into it, woman!"
Sorano growled, but before she could say anything, it grew very dark, and a dark shadow loomed over the small fishing boat that the three decided to take. "Uh…" she started, seeing Macbeth and Erik's startled expressions. She then looked up, seeing a giant ship that had a Viking symbol on it. "WHAT?!"
The two monks, and the nun woke up to find themselves on the hugee ship, and tied to a wooden chair that somehow fit the three. Macbeth frowned, Erik rolled his eyes, and Sorano raised an eyebrow. "... Hi?" the nun greeted/asked.
"Are you here to rescue your savior?" the viking asked, looming over them with a frown on his face as he bent down to their eye level, since, they were tied up in a big chair. The three squinted, and apparently the guy had a name tag on that read Natsu Dragneel. He didn't seem that bright either, but nobody was smart at the moment.
Macbeth's jaw dropped. "How'd you know?" he asked quickly, his eyes widening as Erik shot him a, 'shut up!' look. The monk seemed to ignore it.
"You mean the guy that's going to help us find blueberries?" Natsu wondered, pointing to someone tied up as the man's eyes drifted over to the three. "He promised he would because we're trying to make blueberry pie."
"That's him!" Erik exclaimed as he tried to get out of these ropes and pay his debts to the savior, wanting to either bow before him, or scold him for getting kidnapped.
Jellal mentally facepalmed. "You guys… I told you not to come all the way here to rescue me…" he mumbled, sweat dropping. 'How'd they get on here?' he wondered staring at the three of them. 'Is that a nun?'
The two monks blinked in confusion as a tick mark came across Sorano's forehead. "You mean… we traveled all the way here, and you didn't want to be rescued?!" she demanded, struggling to get out of the ropes as she burned with rage.
"They want me to find blueberries," Jellal answered plainly as he rolled his shoulders.
Natsu nodded, a grin on his face. "Yup! And, since he has blue hair, he knows exactly where they are," he explained, still grinning while Jellal mouthed to the three the word 'no'.
"He will help us find the blueberries, because if he doesn't; we'll feed him to the jellyfish," a dark haired viking known as Gajeel threatened, though, no jellyfish in the distance. Just a bunch of shark fins circling around.
"NO! Not our brother father savior!" Sorano exclaimed as her eyes widened in horror as Macbeth and Erik seemed more interested in a inch worm on the boat than their savior along with the vikings.
"That is why, he is going to help us find the blueberries," Natsu stated, folding his arms with a firm nod while Jellal groaned.
Some Island
"What do ya know.. he really did lead them to finding blueberries," Macbeth mused as he folded his arms, slightly shivering as he watched a bunch of Vikings collect blueberries from rows of trees. Sorano smiled, eating a bunch of blueberries while Erik wrinkled his nose, gagging.
"Is he still our savior?"
"No, our new savior is someone named Titania… and she just got kidnapped by a dragon…"
"Off to find our new savior, then!"
Note: I just realized that I need to do more stories involving Sawyer and Richard… just leave a request about those two and I'll see if I can do it.