𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

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your parent's house

"We'll look who decided to visit" you mother, took a very long and strange out look at what you were wearing and you could see her jaw tighten when her eyes meet the length of your top. Her look really said 'why are you dressed like a slut?'

The fact that you had changed into something more appropriate before you got here and still looked like a prostitute in her standards was wild.

"I missed you too Ma" yet you weren't here for her "where's Sai?" You ask

"Down in his cave" she sighs "but wait, how um.,how've you been?" Wow she really struggled with that one

"I'm fine"

"Yeah." Her voice is far less welcoming than it was when she inquired about your well-being, almost sarcastic. Okay she must've been in an odd mood so you we're definitely gonna have to avoid her.

You and Natsu make a beeline for the basement staircase, starting down it like it was the red carpet.

"SAAAAAI, THE QUEENS BACK!" You announce your presence like you were royal, making an elegant path down the stairs

"SHIT!"

"Did you miss me?"

"NO GO AWAY!" he's shrieking because he's got just about every snack in the pantary to himself, all crowding him on the couch and with your arrival he knew he'd be left with half "ohh hey Natsu!" He greets her just fine as she defends down the stairs but you, his own sister, couldn't get a hello? What a cruel world we live in.

"What have you been doing while I was away?" you make a dramatic fall onto the couch

"Hunting aliens"

"Thoes..don't exist"

"Have you ever seen one of them motherfuckers?"

"No"

"you're welcome" he tosses the two of you controllers "What game?"

"Mortal Kombat"

"Oh so you've finally came back for a rematch" he's smiling mischievously

"I feel like I should be afraid" Natsu reluctantly takes a seat beside the two of you, having to smooth a couple of cereal boxes out of the way. By the way he hoards all these snacks you'd think he's preparing for the apocalypse. Maybe he was? He's been kinda quiet since you bought him that copy of the walking dead last year.

Then again he could just be mad you didn't warn him about how sad it was gonna be.

"You should" you and your brother say in unison, turned to her in all seriousness. There's nothing docile about how you and your brother play video games, it's war or nothing.

"Moments like these remind me that you two are related"

. . .

"I'M GETTING MCDONALDS AFTER I BET YOUR ASS" you declare, mashing buttons wildly as you go against your brother "AND THEM FRIES ARE GONNA BE SOOO—"