Ch. 28 — Home Again: Of Plastic Lockets and Plastic Hearts

Day: 28

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail!

Genre: Adventure

Summary: You are a 17-year-old girl, and an avid fan of Fairy Tail. You love to read reader insert fics, and always carry around at least one copy of the manga, in case of emergency. One day, you are hit by a truck, and when you wake up, you are somewhere… else. Wait, why is your hair green?!

You stare at the reflection in your mirror, covering a yawn with your hand. The girl in front of you has crusted, drooping eyes, and hair the color of mud that hung limply around her face. She is wearing a loose shirt with the My Chemical Romance insignia, sleeve hanging halfway off one shoulder, and a pair of oversized sweat pants. You shrug and turn away from your reflection, pausing to pull on a backpack before walking out the door.

You only get a few feet away from your door before a voice calls out, "Hey, (Y/n)!" You turn to see a tall boy with shaggy blonde hair jogging towards you, and you force out a half-hearted smile. Honestly, you have no idea how your friend always seems so perky in the morning.
"Hello to you too, Kit." You mutter drowsily. The blonde had been your friend since the fifth grade, when you moved to your new home. You notice something odd — Kit was holding his hands behind his back. He never did that.

Kit follows your gaze, and his face lights up. He takes his hands out from behind his back, revealing a square box. The wrapping paper is torn to shreds, held to the box by pieces of duct tape. You stifle a laugh. "Happy Birthday!" Kit crows, forcing the box into your hands. He then grabs your wrist and begins to pull you along.

"Kit, the school is that way!" You protest, but he doesn't even falter.

"Yeah, but the fun is this way!" He says with a grin. You laugh, and give up pulling against him. Kit lets go of your wrist, and instead picks you up bridal style. You squeak and attempt to break his hold, but your friend is suprisingly strong.

Soon you arrive at a park, abandoned except for a woman feeding the pidgeons. Kit leads you towards a circle of trees. When you get there, he steps back and gestures towards a narrow slit between two trees. "Ladies first." He says with teasing politeness. You punch in the shoulder, at which he lets out an exaggerated sound of hurt, and shuffle slowly through the crack.

When you get through, Kit struggles to follow. "You're getting fat," You joke once he has passed through fully. He scoffs and flexes his arm.

"Nah, babe, this is all muscle." You batt at him playfully, but this time he darts out of the way. "Nu-uh! Last time it hurt!"

You scoff and wave his comment away, then fall down to the ground, landing with legs crossed. You place the present down, and pat the ground next to you.

Kit sits, and you begin to tear off the wrapping. Eventually, you finish peeling, and a bare cardboard box sits on the grass. You gasp and hold up your hands to your face in an exaggerated fashion. "OMG! A BOX!"

Now it is Kit's turn to scoff and punch your shoulder. "Come on, open it!" He nags, and you comply. Inside is a plastic pendant threaded on a strand of yarn. You pick the necklace up gingerly, as if afraid it would break in your hands. You run your fingers over the surface of the pendant, and are surprised to find a latch. You open the locket. Inside is a picture of you and Kit when you were smaller. The blonde is grinning widely, and his two front teeth are missing. You, however, are flushed, and with a small smile, not even looking at the camera. Your and Kit's hands are clenched together.

You look up to see Kit with an apprehensive look on his face. He needn't have worried; you throw your arms around him without a second thought. Though his muscles tighten under your touch, you don't let go. Soon, he wraps his arms around you too, sealing you in his warm hold.

You and Kit laugh as you walk back towards your houses. The sun is beginning to set, tinging the skyline with red. As you walk across the street, a roaring fills your ears. Kit freezes in place, but you whip around. A huge truck is screaming towards you. Before you know what you are doing, you shove Kit out of the way. He screams out your name, but it is too late.

The truck slams into you, and darkness fills your vision.

There are voices all around you. Strange voices, ones you have never heard before.

"Is she going to be okay?" Female. A little high-pitched, but not of a child. It sounded too calm for that.

"Of course! Wendy worked on her!" A boisterous and loud voice calls. The vibrations shake your skull, and you groan in pain.

"Get out, all of you!" The tone was a little wobbly, that of an old woman's, but the voice also held large authority to it.

You slip back into unconsciousness before you can hear any more.

Your eyes squint against the harsh light as they peel open. You feel stiff, and your whole body burns. You make out blurry shapes around you, and you do not recognize your surroundings.

"Where am I?" You croak feebly. Your vision begins to clear, and your breath catches.

"Why, Fairy Tail, of course!" Natsu Dragneel says happily. He seems confused when you pass right back out.

Muahahahah! Cliff-hanger (sort of). The continuation of Home Again depends on reviews, as it is my first time doing anything like this. Just so you know, the reader will not be OP. In fact, she might not have any magic at all (ok, maybe a little, but she won't be very skilled). I may pair her with Sting or Rogue, as they are the only two I can write about pairing with anyone but the person I ship them with without severe chest pain/headaches. :) Or I might just make it so Kit comes somehow and ship them….

Laxus: I have no reply for this.

*shoves sparkly, rainbow cat (curtsy of crazyangelgirl21) in his face* Here, have a cat.

Laxus: *whispers* I shall name you Sir Eldred Wrinkleson.

Freed: *stares in horror*

OPINION!:

Urghhhh. Hem… Well….. POTATOES!

Review Replies X3:

RustyRose16: Oh no! Please don't fall off your bed and crack your head open and slowly bleed to death so that I have one less follower and I will never become a writer and— wait where was I? Sorry, that happens sometimes. Haha… But seriously, don't fall off your bed because of my writing… On another note, thank you SOOOOOO much for your kind words! They put a smile on my face :)

crazyangelgirl21: Thank you! The A/N is mine! *glares at Raijinshuu* Maybe I'll just replace them soon…. hmmm… maybe Cobra and Kinana…. But it's not like I can exactly control who I bring. It's more like an on-a-whim kind of thing. :) Laxus says thank you.

Laxus: I do not!

*holds up hand* Shhhh… you know you love it… embrace the cat…