This is _allison_may's story, but she asked me to finish it for her, because she was having a hard time doing you know what so I'm going to finish it. Anyways, this is the description.
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Fairy Tail Fanfiction
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"Welcome to the second day of the grand magic games!" a voice yelled from the stadium. "Today I, Chapati Rola, along with Yajima will commentate today's matches! Today's guest is Jason, a reporter from the Sorcerer Weekly!" He continued, as he announced the game for today. A blonde haired man was sitting where Jenny sat the previous day. "Cool!" he yelled, as I snickered softly.
"The game today is called Chariot!" Chapati - san yelled, as Sting looked at us cockily. "I'll play," he said, looking at us, with a fist in his hand. "Will all participants please come onto the stadium?" Mato, the referee asked, as Sting left, along with seven other participants.
Sighing, I heard him tell the rules. "For this game, the chariots will start at one end of Crocus, and end at the Grand Magic Games Arena!" Mato said, as I couldn't help but snicker. "Haha poor Sting, he was so confident," I giggled. As the timer started, the chariots started moving, and Sting's motion sickness, immediately took place.
"Come on Sting!" Lector yelled, flapping his arms in the air. "There's nothing he can do, the dragon slayer's motion sickness is their only weakness," Lexi sighed, as Frosch, the little frog exceed, agreed with her. "It'll be fine Lector," I said, patting him on the head, as he wiped his tears. "Are you sure?" he looked at me. "Yes, but seriously, why did we let a dragon slayer go on a game called chariots?" I asked, thinking why we were so stupid. "And we're only two points ahead," I said, crossing my arms in anger. "If Sting doesn't get a hang of his motion sickness, we could be in third place," I said, pouting angrily. "Calm down Alyssa - San, Sting- Kun will be alright," Yuki smiled at me, as I calmed down.
Breathing deeply, I looked closely at Sting, seeing two other mages also have motion sickness. "Dragon slayers?" I thought, looking at them closely. One had light cherry pink hair and wore a white scarf made out of dragon scales, and the other had long dark gray hair and piercings.
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All three of them were struggling to not become last place. They were pushing each other, but for me, I couldn't find it more funnier. As all three of them were unable to use magic, the only thing they could do was to stay on the chariots.
Watching the other teams cross the finish line, I held my hands in a fist, to control my anger. Bacchus, the reserve member of Quatro Cerberus came in first place, which gained their guild ten points. The other teams crossed the finish line quickly after, as Sting and the other two dragon slayers, tried to not puke their guts out.
The two Fairy Tail team members crawled on the chariot yelling to keep moving forward. Crawling on the floor, they looked so weak, but their determination wasn't wavering. "Lame..." I heard Sting whisper. "You're totally serious," he laughed, while trying to maintaining a tough exterior.
"Would you answer me one thing?" he asked the two Fairy Tail dragon slayers, who looked up to him. "Why did you participate in the games?"
"For our friends," Natsu grunted, crawling on the floor. "That waited for us for seven years... and now we're going to show everyone the proof that Fairy Tail's been walking on all this time!" He yelled, bringing tears to all of the Fairy Tail members eyes'. "So keep on going!" Natsu yelled, as he reached the finish line, Gajeel and Sting following. "I got our first points," Natsu smiled, as he fell off the chariot happily, as the others followed.
