A/N: I know for such short chapters I should be publishing more chapters faster so I'm sorry. Also if you're looking for amazing Fairy Tail and Pitch Perfect fan fictions, go to Shades of Virgo. I know advertising is like a gray area in right vs. wrong but….Fairy Tail weren't strict rule followers either, right?
As Lucy opened her eyes, she was surprised to not feel any pain or grogginess but that quickly melted into fear as she gaped at the sight before her. She was surrounded by a bleak chasm of white that was so vast, she wasn't even sure where the ground began and the ceiling ended.
The only thing she could mutter was, "I must still be dreaming."
However, after a few minutes of searching, in the distance she could faintly see a smudge of gold like a drop of paint on a blank canvas. As she seemingly floated over the bland landscape, she realized that the smudge was actually two giant doors. Each door was at least twenty feet tall and just as wide. Even the elegant door handles that flared at the ends had to be the size of Lucy herself. What was more astonishing was the fact that the whole thing was made out of pure gold and seemed to practically drip with blue zodiac signs. Her treasured keys that hung loosely by her hip started to beam with a blinding light as soon as she got near the majestic doors. In less than a heartbeat they zoomed towards the closed doors and without being told she knew she had to open the one thing that barred her way. All it took was a single tap and the gargantuan doors flew open faster than she could blink. Everything from a maid to a mermaid poured out but the one thing they shared in common was that they were all chanting Lucy to the point her eardrums were ready to burst. However, that wasn't the only change of scenery, because as soon as the doors opened the white chasm seemed to melt away faster than ice cream on a hot, summer day. She tried running through the unaffected door, but the once cheering crowd was pushing her back and was howling the words "not yet". Finally, the deteriorating vacuum and she could only gasp, "why?" before falling in a dark void that seemed to yearn for the blot of light just as much as she did.
As Lucy reluctantly opened her eyes, a wave of panic washed over her like a tsunami against a desperate trying to reach land. She was in a foreign, dimly lit room that had nothing but the bed she was currently on and two wooden stools. However, as soon as she looked at the tight bandages wrapped around her feet, a flood of memories seemed to sweep her away and it took a few minutes for her to realize her dream wasn't a memory as well. What astounded her though was that based on what happened she should have felt horrible and woozy, instead she only felt tired and the only pain she felt was from poking her blisters. It was almost as if she had uncovered a secret part of herself nobody knew about. Before she could finish theorizing though, a loud banging on her door sent her into a startled frenzy. After five minutes of persistent knocking, Lucy gingerly slid off her bed and casted aside her dignity as she crawled in an attempt to block pressure from her feet. Standing outside her door was Porlyusica with her trademark frown and a deadly fire seemed to have replaced her pupils; it would have almost been comical if she wasn't terrified of the looming lady before her.
With twitching eyebrows the aging dragon doctor practically yelled, "How long does it take to open the door?"
"I know you weren't sleeping, so don't even try that excuse on me!"
"How could you treat such a kind lady, who happens to be me, in such a way? Also before you can object to that statement, I nursed you back to health for free."
As exhaustion started to take a firmer hold on Lucy, she dimly noted that Porlyusica had picked her up and was carrying her toward a small red buggy that seemed to be powered by magical energy. In the lighting it looked like a burst of flame against the sleepy town of Magnolia, and she couldn't help but give a wry glance towards her grouchy caretaker.
Before she could stop herself she blurted out, "You're not taking me to my father are you? If so, I have to find something very important to me first!"
With a click of her tongue the snappish - dragon lady replied, "I'm taking you to my house! It's no good if I have to worry about you at work and Wendy really does need a female friend. Besides I'm tired of playing peacemaker between Gajeel and Natsu."
Lucy was about to protest about having enough money for an inn, but as she tilted her head, she could see Porlyusica's sorrowful eyes and just faintly hear her mutter, "Layla is a human thus should be referred to as someone, not a something." That was all it took, and as she looked at the vulnerable dragon who acted so intimidating a moment before, she did something that surprised even herself…..she hugged her…something she had only done once with a man locked in her past. A hug, something so simple, yet it was an act of goodbye for her and she told herself she wouldn't do again. Yet why did it seem like a comforting outreach instead, and why did she feel no regret?
2nd A/N: I know this isn't my best chapter but I still hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, I just enjoy making Fan Fiction and I'm addicted to Fairy Tail so the result was unavoidable.