Fairy Tail Furious

Chapter 4

It wasn't far from the city, actually.

An old industrial factory that was long abandoned for more than fifty years, built from bricks in the middle of a boring, shriveling field, it gave itself a space that appeared to be stuck in time from the always-changing city. You had a wonderful view of the skyscrapers, lights of advertisement and people still awake to play around from the opened doors that would have once let trucks, tractors and crowd of men through to work. However, despite it's older and more mature outside, the inside was pristine and shiny with metal and neon lights once you peeked through the garage doors.

White floors and light up walls that promoted the sun in the night, Fairy Tail's garage was more of a heaven within it's doors and the people and cars that lived within. The large space served as a garage and social spot for its members, included with a stretch of a table in the corner that had drinks and menu signs against the wall, and a bridge stood to seal off from the shop itself. Three car beds were on the other side of the wall from the bar, and the mechanics had their tables and tool chests at hand and a red, plastic curtain to shield off the welding sparks that would harm one's eyesight.

A rumbling noise caught the attention of the occupants currently inside the garage, some heads turned to see approaching lights of a familiar car coming their way at high speed. Others ignored the noise and continued on with welding with masks on or under the hood of a car on their backs. The screeching of brakes hitting close to home, the Mitsubishi Lancer with flames came to a rough stop and slowly let itself inside the garage into a parking spot.

The driver door swung open, and a pink haired man leapt out, dropping his glasses back into his seat. With the energy of a hyperactive brat on a sugar high, Natsu scrambled through the slippery floor and crashed himself to the bar, hitting his gut from the impact.

"Mira! Miraaa!" he called out as loud as he could, cupping his hands around his mouth to amplify the volume. "Mira, I need two burgers and fries pronto! And don't be too shy on your secret sauce, either!"

From the bar's curtain that separated the kitchen from view, a woman with white hair cascading down her back peeked out from inside. Blinking, blue eyes found Natsu jumping onto a stool with a giddy smile on his face. Stepping out, the woman was dressed in a pink corset top and black jeans, her feet decorated in simple sandals as she went closer to the driver.

"Natsu, what have I said about eating so much at this time?" Mirajane chided softly, putting her hands on her hips. "Especially if you're going to bed soon."

"But it's a celebration, Mira!" Natsu shouted out, throwing his hands in the air. "I won my first race, and I recruited someone!" Spinning around in the stool, Natsu faced back to his car, where the driver's door was still opened. "Luce, come on out! Mira's gonna make that burger I was talkin' about!"

People paid more attention when the passenger door slowly popped open, and Lucy slipped out with her backpack in hand. Trying to play it cool, she closed the door and refused to meet anyone's eye as she scurried pretty quickly to the bar and joined Natsu's side.

"S-stop shouting, please," Lucy hissed under her breath, her cheeks bright red in embarrassment. Hearing footsteps coming up, her nerves prickled as she let Natsu pick her up and set her on the seat next to him, his muscular arm wrapping around her and patting her shivering shoulder. "Are you always this loud..?"

Mirajane blinked before smiling sweetly to the nervous woman. Her head tilting, she placed her hands on the bar table and leaned to speak softly to Lucy. "Hello there, sweetheart," she said with a polite smile. "My name is Mirajane. It's nice to meet you."

Lucy flushed even deeper as she met the other woman's pretty face, biting her lip as she refused to speak. This caused Mirajane to giggle at the sight. "No need to be shy, sweetheart. No one is going to hurt you," she explained as she stood back up. "So, what place did you make? Where's your car?"