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Pilot(arc 1)

Laxus couldn't believe the Old Man. He knew that he was probably going senile in his old age, but that was no reason, in Laxus's opinion, to open up an orphanage. He'd thought it was weird when he took in that girl Cana a few years ago when she came in whining about finding her dad, but she was quiet and stayed out of his way, so he looked past it. Then there was that mouthy kid that was constantly taking his damn clothes off, which was way creepy for an eleven year old.

He even kept quiet when Erza came along the year before. She was just as obnoxious as the rest of them, but she was talented and she kept the nudist kid in line, so he could at least tolerate her most of the time.

But he knew this kid was going to be a pain in the ass.

She stood a few inches shorter than Gramps, glaring up at everyone as he introduced her as Natsumi Dragneel, the newest guild member. She was covered in dirt and bruises, and her ostentatious pink hair stuck out in all directions, smeared with what he hoped was mud. The kid, though he couldn't tell how old she was, looked half-wild, and the way she was mean-mugging everyone immediately pissed him off.

"Welcome to Fairy Tail, Natsumi," Erza said as she walked up to the girl, towering over her. "What brings you to our guild?"

The shrimp looked her up and down, then gave her a loud sniff. What a fucking weirdo.

"I'm looking for my father, Igneel," she said, her voice chirpy and high.

Great. Another kid with daddy issues. He swore Gramps was making a collection.

"Oh?" Erza said, eyes widening. "Well I'm sure we could help you find him. What's he like?"

The kid's eyes lit up. "Well, he's the best! He taught me all the magic I know! He's the smartest, fastest, strongest dad ever!"

Everyone laughed at her enthusiasm, but it made Laxus want to gag. Her old man was probably dead. That, or he'd taken off, just like Laxus's own had.

"I'm sure he is," Macao said from his seat at one of the tables. "But could you give us a physical description?"

She nodded vigorously, her hair bobbing up and down. "He's huge and red, almost as big as the guild hall! He's got shiny scales and sharp claws and breathes fire-"

"Is this kid serious?" Laxus couldn't contain himself, walking up to the crowd. "What the hell are you even talking about?" he sneered at the slip of a girl.

She glared at him, "I'm talking about Igneel!"

"Your father's a giant lizard? I thought my old man was a drag."

"Take that back!" she shouted, and Gramps had to grab hold of the stupid white scarf she wore to keep her from attacking Laxus. "Don't call Igneel a lizard, you jerk! He's the King of the Fire Dragons and he'd roast you alive for saying something like that!"

He laughed at her. "Sure, kid."

"Are you sure you aren't confused, Natsumi?" Erza asked. "No one has seen a dragon in-"

"I'm not confused and I'm not lying! Igneel's my dad and he taught me Dragon Slayer Magic!"

"And I'm the long-lost Prince of Fiore," Gray spat out from behind Erza, struggling out of his shirt.

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Stop lying! No one believes you!" the shirtless boy yelled at her.

"Oh yeah? Well how about this?! Fire Dragon's Roar!"

Erza ducked in surprise as a huge fireball erupted from the tiny girl's mouth. Gray wasn't as quick, and was thrown backward into the table where Macao and Wakaba had been playing cards with Cana. Laxus blinked. Well, that was something.