FAIRYTAIL DAUGHTER SCENARIOS.

NIGHTMARES

AGE FIVE

NATSU

You jolted out of bed, your eyes large like a fox. After realizing your nightmare, you began to silently cry to yourself.

Grabbing your plush and your blanket, you walked out the room down the hall towards your father's bedroom.

"Daddy..."you whispered, shaking him awake. He stopped his snoring and looked over to see you.

"What is it?" He asked, picking you up from the ground, placing you on his lap.

"I had a nightmare..." You mumbled, tugging on the shirt he was wearing.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, putting you under the covers of his bed. You shook your head no.

ERZA

Once your nightmare snapped you back into reality, you let out a bloodcurdling scream through the small home.

Thuds came from down the hall; Erza bursted into the room with a sword, her sleeping mask still on.

"WHO DARES DISTURB MY DAUGHTER'S SLEEPING?!?!" She yelled, swinging the sword around like a manic.

Realizing that no one was in your room, she put down the weapon and walked towards your bed.

"[Name], are you okay?" She asked, bringing you closer to her.

"Nuh-uh!" You sobbed loudly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Her decreased a pitch as she said that. Nodding your hand, Erza laid down on your small bed, spooning up against her large breast.

Pushing the skin around, you used them as a pillow for your head, not really caring about the look she gave you.

LAXUS

"Daddy?"

Nothing.

"Daddy."

Nothing.

"DAD!-dy?"

Still nothing.

"BITCH! WAKE UP!" You slapped his face, causing him to jolt up from his spot on the bed with a,"huh?"

"I had a nightmare..." You mumbled, climbing in bed with him.

"Did you now? What was it about?" He yawned.

"A troll called Karkat...tried to EAT my toes!" And you went into full depth about this grey troll named Karkat.

LUCY

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" You called from side of Lucy's bed. She turned in the sheets, waving her hand in the air tiredly. "Not now Natsu..."

"I'm not Natsu, it's [Name]!" You retorted back to the dumb blonde you called,'mother'.

She sat up, seeing you than the said boy. "Oh, [Name]. What wrong?" She yawned.

"I had a nightmare."

"Oh poor thing, you want me to sing you a song?" She questioned, bringing you into her arms. You nodded, pleading her to begin with her silence.

She started to sing, her soft, loving voice echoing through the whole apartment.

Once she was done, she tucked you back in, kissing you and the forehead.