Loke just raises his eyebrows. "Hmmm..Well, I think that other people might find that weird, so don't tell anyone."
"Thanks, Loke," I reply. Then I turn to my mom, who, as a respect of my privacy even though she was standing there the whole time, has her ears plugged. "Will I have to go to school tomorrow?"
"Yeah," mom says, unplugging her ears. "Just don't yell at anyone or smash your side into anything."
"Okay," I reply. Someone bangs at the door. Loke, out of his usual politeness, answers it to find a policeman.
"I have something for you, Gray," he says past an astonished Loke to me. "It's from someone in Magnolia Prison." He waves a bit of paper at me. "Can't send these by email, so I delivered it personally."
"Thank you, sir," I reply, walking past Loke to the policeman, who hands me the slip of paper. The policeman then leaves, closing the door behind him.
"What is it?" Loke asks.
"Well," I say, reading the paper. "It says to come to the park by the town square at 4:30 pm tomorrow. Doesn't say who it's from, though."
"That's weird," Loke says, also scanning the paper. "Hey, you missed something. It also says to bring Mavis with you too."
"Huh," I say. "That's weird. But I'll go anyway."
Loke nods. "I can ask Mavis to come. She's my younger sister's friend, and my sort-of friend also. Mavis trusts me."
"Thanks, Loke!" I say.
-Magnolia Prison, Natsu's POV (20 minutes earlier)-
I sit curled up in the corner of the cell while Harper sleeps. I'm really grumpy and sore from the kick Midnight gave me. That friggin' bastard.
"Hey, Dragoneel," someone says. I glance around to see who it is, then notice the speaker is a tall guard. "You have a visitor. He used to be in this prison but now he's out. Come out." He unlatches the door to the cell and lets me out. "The visitor said he only needs to see you, not your little blue-haired friend," the guard says. "Hey, why does she still like you even though you murdered her entire family?"
I ignore his question as we head to the visitor's place. The guard holds my hands behind me the whole time.
When we reach the visitor place, the guard sits me down on a chair and leaves. The visitor's that had come to visit the prisoners stare at me like I'm some strange alien that popped out of the wall. In the room, there's a few chairs and a few people (some guards, I notice), but otherwise it's pretty damned empty.
As I glance around the room, my eyes alight on a tall, redheaded figure. Said person turns toward me, and I recognize his face, and he recognizes mine.
"Dad!" I yell happily. My dad smiles and quickly walks toward me, and we give each other a hug. The other people stare at this strange sight-a boy supposed to be a serial killer, hugging someone while that person holds no fear to the pink-haired boy.
"Natsu," he says, patting my head. "I understand everything that's going on right now. I can't get you out of here for good, but if I can do anything for you and Harper, I'll do it gladly."
"Um, dad, can prisoners accused of murder do community service?" I ask.
"Yeah, I talked to one of the people that worked here and the person said that they could. I take that you want to do community service so you can see someone?" my dad replies. "I can arrange that."
"Thanks dad!" I say happily. "The air in here is making Harper kinda ill, nothing serious or anything so don't worry, and she'll love the fresh air."
My dad smiles. "That's good." He opens his mouth to say more, but a guard taps his shoulder and says, "Time's up." My dad nods, giving me a quick hug before leaving.
The same guard takes me back to the cell.
"Hey, can I send any messages to the outside?" I ask the guard on the way. He nods.
"That's good, because I want to send a message to someone."
The guard gives me a piece of paper and a pen before shoving me back in the cell. "I'll be back in 5 minutes to get that," he says.
Harper is still sleeping, Angel and Midnight are also sleeping, so I'm the only one really awake.
Hmmm..I think. What should I write? Oh, I'll send this to Gray! I scribble down a few things, and then the guard comes back.
"Who do you need this to get to?" he asks, snatching the paper and reading it. "It'll pass for delivering, just barely, though."
I tell him the address to the house and say, "Tell them it's for Gray."
He nods, spits at my feet in a very rude gesture, and leaves. I sigh and go over to a still-sleeping Harper. Patting her short blue hair, I think, Tomorrow's going to be a very good day, Harper. We should thank dad for doing this for us.
GITL: Yay! 4 follows for this fanfic! Thank you all very much! *gives followers virtual cookies*.
And, for this fanfic, if you're wondering if there's going to be a trial for Natsu, I might put one in one of the next few chapters.