Fairy Tail Origins Oneshot Book

Inmo and Brandon Body Swap?!!!!

Usually I'd put this in the Inmo Oneshot book since It's Inmo but...I decided to put it here just cause. I keep calling Inmo 'boy in this even though he's an adult- maybe cause he acts like a child a lot.

I ended up making this sad- I could also make a funnier version if anyone wants. Since I was originally gonna make it funny but then I decided to make it sad but also wholesome.

Idea from: Bean-Supremacy
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It was just a regular day on the island of Divinus Magia. And our favorite little idiot has exploded something once again. "Inmo!! You idiot!" The white-haired guild leader scolded the boy. "I'm sorry Mr.Brandon. I thought I could control it!" The boy whined. This occurrence was quite normal. Ever since the battle against Devils Tongue and the loss of the second guild leader, Ritchie. Brandon has taken more responsibility for the guild. The younger boy, Inmo, a half-devil that uses explosion magic, has started causing more explosions than usual recently. He claims he doesn't know why this is but who really knows. Inmo is a hard character to read, he seems to always act and speak without thinking. This is what earned him the title of 'idiot' of the Divinus Magia guild. Brandon sighed, putting a hand against his forehead. "You need to stop this. We're still not in the best financial state to go fixing every mess you make." He explained, hoping the boy would understand. The boy only tilted his head. "Financial state? What does that mean?" He asked. Brandon groaned, not in the mood to deal with the usual antics of the boy so early in the morning. Heck, nobody was even awake yet, unless the explosion woke them. Now there's a huge crater in the middle of the training grounds. "You idiot!! It means that we can't afford to fix your mess's! It means you have to stop exploding everything!!" He screamed, louder. The boy shrank back, fearing the wrath of his guild master. He looked down, opening his mouth to speak but he didn't get the chance before the unmistakable sound of glass shattering filled the the ears of both him and the guild leader. They looked out at the bottle, emitting a smoke-like substance. Brandon immediately knew that it was harmless, nothing more than a smokescreen, however. A mysterious figure hit him from behind, catching him off guard. He passed out within seconds from the blow. Inmo, hearing the thumping sound from his body dropping started to panic, unable to see what was happening. "Mr. Brandon!" He cried out. Of course, he too was knocked out.

Brandon's POV
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I groaned, opening my eyes. I feel strange...I look down at myself. It hit me immediately. I...I'm not myself...why do I look like...Inmo?! The panic welled up inside me. What's happening?! I looked around...my eyes landing on...me. I groaned, or at least my body did? He raised himself up, looking up at me. His eyes widened. We were close to each other, he reached out and poked me. I blinked. "Inmo?" I questioned. He nodded, before looking down at himself. He blinked. "What's going on?" He asked. "Why do I look like Mr. Brandon." He frowned. I hummed. "I...think we swapped bodies." I said. He blinked. "How?" He questioned. I sighed. "I'm not sure. Although, there's probably a way to undo it." I said. He frowned. "Oh..." He said, sounding disappointed. I sigh, standing up. "Alright, let's go. We have to find someone to help us." I ordered. He stood as well. I turned. "Follow me."

After a bit of walking I noticed he was being quite, I turned to check on him only to see no one there. I blinked. "I guess my senses aren't as sharp in his body...Wait, why am I being so calm?! He can't just go around in my body?!" I said, panic rising. As it did I felt my mana well up, bursting out into an explosion. I gasped, falling down into the small hole I created. I blinked. Oh, It seems his power isn't easy to control if I can't control my emotions...actually. Come to think of it. Is this why he's been blowing more things up recently? Is he having trouble controlling his emotions? That's a possibility. Maybe I'll ask him as soon as I find him...hopefully he hasn't destroyed anything yet.

I ran into the guild hall, David and Devin were in there. I was too panicked to really worry about their mental state at the moment. "Has anyone seen me? Er, Brandon I mean." I asked. They blinked, shaking their heads. I sighed. At least that means he hasn't been here...I sigh, running off. I'll explain this to them later.

I finally found him, after running for what feels like forever. It really sucks not being able to fly. I spotted him on one of the many roofs of the castle-like guildhall. He was sat with his arms wrapped around his legs and his head in his knees. I hummed, looking around I spotted a pillar I could use to climb up there. I know Inmo can use his magic to fly but I can't risk blowing something up. When I reached the roof I made my way closer to him, careful not to fall. He didn't make a move. I reached out to touch him. He stiffened when I did. He lifted his head a bit. It felt weird to see my body like this but it's still Inmo in there. He seems upset. "Inmo? What's wrong?" I asked. He looked away again. "I don't wanna go back." He mumbled. I blinked. "Why not?" I asked. He hummed. "It's just...everyone hates me...I always blow things up. I...I hurt a lot of people with my magic. I don't want it anymore!" He explained, pouring his heart out for the very first time. I never really noticed but he never really opens himself up to other people. I sighed, turning to the sky. The sun was setting. "I'm sorry, as your guild leader I should be helping you to control your magic rather then yelling at you for it." I said. He hummed. "But...I keep messing things up. I..." I cut him off. "You know something I noticed while being in your body?" I asked. I blinked. "What?" He questioned. "It's obvious that your emotions play a bigger role in your control then most of us. I'd say the reason you've been blowing more things up recently is because of the emotions you're expressing to me now." I theorized. He stared at me. "But...that doesn't change the fact that I can't control my magic." He said. I hummed. "Think about it this way. If we can solve the source of your emotions then you'll be able to control it better." I said. He blinked. "We?" He questioned. I smiled. "Inmo. Nobody here hates you. Sure we find you a little annoying but as a part of this guild you're family and we care for family here." I said. His eyes sparkled, soaking in my words. A smile formed on his face, well my face, you know what I mean. He lunged at me, pulling me into a tight hug. I laughed. He's a good boy. My head felt fuzzy. Before I knew it I was the one hugging him. I blinked, we switched back...interesting. I laughed. Seems all we had to do was hug.

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