Angel: Hello were back with the third story of Fairy Tail's Fairy Tale

Kats: I wrote this one, too

"Today, class, I'm reading The Girl Who Cried "Dragon"..."

Once upon a time, there was a lonely girl named Lucy who lived on the outskirts of her city. She never saw many other people, so she was isolated and lonely. She rented her simple house, and her rent was due. Luckily, Lucy was clever, so she began to brainstorm a way out of her dilemma. Broke and lonely. How could she fix those problems? What if she could hit two birds with one stone? Piece by piece, a devious plan fell into place.

The time had come to put Lucy's plan into action. She had thought it over, bit by bit, and she was confident there were no flaws she couldn't handle. The only problem was if somebody called her bluff, but that wouldn't happen. She could be an excellent liar.

She stood in front of her little house and took a deep breath, then screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help, help! The black dragon Acnologia is coming to blast me with his roar!" She repeated this cry a few more times, and then patiently waited. People all over the village had heard Lucy, and they flocked to her lonely little house; the dragon slayer squad and the normal people alike. Lucy rubbed her hands together as she saw the crowd running towards her. She adopted a terrified look on her face, jumped up, and scanned the skies, looking for what she knew wasn't there.

Everything was going perfectly! She got plenty of company, and her sympathizers would shower her with donations. Now, she needed to play up the act. The dragon slayers came up to her. "What happened?" demanded one. "Where's the dragon?" another asked. "Tell us exactly what happened," ordered a third.

"W-well," began Lucy in a fake shaky voice, "I was o-outside, enjoying the b-beautiful day, when a shadow d-d-disturbed the wonderful sunlight. I looked up, and I s-s-saw it!" She paused, pretending to have difficulty continuing. "T-the black d-d-d-dragon!" At this point, she burst into tears, feigning terror. "F-flew right over, and that's when I c-c-c-called for h-help," she sniffed. "I g-g-guess it flew away," she finished, pretending to be too distraught to continue. "Gosh, calm down," snorted dragon slayer Natsu. "Be more sensitive!" scolded dragon slayer Wendy. As the dragon slayers investigated the area, Lucy staggered over to the people and recited her dramatic tale.

They murmured in sympathy and offered suggestions. "Why are you so sad?" someone asked. "The trouble is gone." Lucy kept crying her fake tears. "I-it's just that this house means so much to me, but I might lose it if I can't pay for it!" She began crying with a new intensity. Murmurs of sympathy came from the crowd, and the oblivious people gave her small donations. "Thank you," sighed Lucy softly. "This means so much to me." "It's the least we could do!" the crowd called back.

Eventually, the clamor died down and the dragon slayers returned. "You sure you saw Acnologia?" questioned Natsu. "We searched the entire countryside but didn't scent a single dragon-or see one." Lucy nodded fervently. "Of course I did!" she wailed. "You didn't get overexcited and mistake a bird or something for a dragon?" snorted Gajeel. "I knew what I saw!" cried Lucy. "Well, we're leaving now," said Wendy. "Don't go!" begged Lucy desperately. "What if it comes again?" "It may not," grumbled Natsu. "Then we'll come right back here," promised Wendy with a reassuring smile. They walked away.

Once they had left, a sly smile crept across her face. "That worked perfectly!" she whispered smugly. But it did bruise my pride, she thought, then shrugged. Oh well. So be it. She had got the cash and company, hadn't she? In fact, it had worked so well, she was going to try it again. Rent for two months.

The next day, Lucy walked outside and cried, "Help! Acnologia had returned! I'm doomed!" She repeated the cry, and sat down to wait. The alarm went through the village, and dozens of people flocked to see the dragon. Lucy noticed with unease that there were noticeably less people there than the first day.

The dragon slayers approached and requested what had happened. "I-it was like yesterday," stammered Lucy. "I-it came and went!" She began to cry. The now-suspicious dragon slayers went and began to search for evidence.

Then, Lucy went to address the crowd. To her surprise, they showered her not with sympathy, but questions.

"Did you really see Acnologia?"

"Where was it?"

"I was outside five minutes ago and I didn't see anything!"

"Neither did I!"

"You're not that far away!"

"We should have at least heard it!"

"Dragons aren't exactly quiet, y'know!"

Lucy watched in horror. Soon, they would call her bluff. She really needed to lay it on thick or she'd be busted. She redoubled her crying and wailed, "I did see it! I really did! Why won't you believe me?" She sounded so distraught and shaken that she struck even more sympathy, although some suspicion remained. The dragon slayers returned.

"Lucy, I think you may be mistaken," began Wendy, choosing her words carefully. "W-what do you mean?" sniffed Lucy. "We've searched far and wide and found no trace of a dragon," explained Wendy. "Nobody else but you reported seeing anything of notice in the sky the past few days," said Gajeel with a trace of suspicion. "I saw it!" protested Lucy desperately. "You probably saw a bird or something and thought it was a dragon," dismissed Natsu. They walked away, taking the people with them.

Lucy slumped onto her porch. "Not doing that again," she grumbled, angry. Her grumpiness stormed inside her through the night and the morning. How could they have called her out so quick! She shouldn't have dragged the trick that long. She needed to drop it and find another plan. But before she got that opportunity, her brainstorming was interrupted by a shadow in the sky.

Slowly, Lucy tilted her head up, dreading what she would see. With her luck, it was probably…

Acnologia.

She screamed and began to cry for help: "HELP! ACNOLOGIA'S COME FOR REAL THIS TIME! I'M NOT KIDDING COME HELP! SERIOUSLY IT'S ACTUALLY HERE THIS IS NOT A TRICK, JOKE OR PRANK! HELP, HELP!" She cried for help over and over again, but nobody came to help. Why should they? Nobody believed her anymore. She screeched and ran, and ran, and ran, but nobody cared. She dove under bushes, trees, and rocks, but nobody cared. "I don't wanna be blasted by his roar!" cried Lucy.

And she lived not so happily ever after.

"So is the tale of the girl who cried "Dragon". The End," the teacher finishes.

Kats: Lovely ending hmmm?

Angel: Yep Great infact

-Everybody out