Chapter 8 - A Story's Greatest Shock

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C h a p t e r VIII -
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A S t or y ' s G r e a t e s t S h o c k

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⠀⠀⠀Early afternoons were usually spent at the kitchen table for lunch breaks to eat. However, this wouldn't work out if the whole Fernandes family were not at home.

⠀⠀⠀Jellal and Erza had the troubles and worries if they let both their children, Jeraline and Eric to tag along. Especially to Jeraline, of course she couldn't continue to travel with them. It's almost as if they're selling out their own daughter if they allow her to come.

⠀⠀⠀And so forth, Jellal and Erza had no choice but to drop both of them home. It was, in fact, a very long way to get from Clover Town to Magnolia and indeed a waste of time, although it's only for Jeraline and as well as Eric's benefit anyways. Thus, their afternoon was spent on the train with no food at all, due to the fight from the very start.

⠀⠀⠀Since it was their most time with no sleep, Jeraline and Eric were tired. They were both sleeping snuggly next to each other, drooling with snores on the train seat. It was one of those train seats where a seat from across and another seat from across, then turned over to have another space seat.

⠀⠀⠀Jellal and Erza were the ones sitting on the seat in front of them. Jellal's eyes were fully pasted at the floor, his to fists holding together.

⠀⠀⠀Erza was looking outside the window, looking at the dashing sceneries while the train ran through the tracks. She had her whole mind focused on the huge bad situation, that she didn't have any words to smother out of her mouth.

⠀⠀⠀"Jeraline and Eric. . ." Jellal suddenly spoked, interrupting Erza's thoughts. "Getting the idea, they met them, haven't they?"

⠀⠀⠀Erza gave her head the gesture to look at him. Her eyes sparked as she gave a nod. She shortly had the second to sigh and gave a small growl with her teeth grind together.

⠀⠀⠀"The point there, we were about to tell them everything," Erza snarled, "I'm. . . Nervous."

⠀⠀⠀Another one of those times where Erza showed her most feeble side to Jellal. He had to be lucky; he was the only person in the globe to be allowed to see her weakest limit, Titania's weak part. Erza never even showed her powerless attitude to Jeraline and Eric, not even once.

⠀⠀⠀Jellal abruptly looked at her, lifting his head. He gave a quick second, then lifting his body up and held Erza's hand as he stared at her tensely, lowering his eyebrows down.

⠀⠀⠀"Don't act like me, Erza," Jellal sighed worriedly, "you shouldn't be afraid. You did nothing."

⠀⠀⠀Erza narrowed her eyebrows, holding back her tears and held Jellal's hand as well. "You shouldn't continue to blame yourself," she affirmed, "it's been so long, and we've been through this many times, Jellal."

⠀⠀⠀"Doesn't mean you can blame yourself, Erza." Jellal replied agitatedly.

⠀⠀⠀He did have a point there, so Erza closed her eyes. She didn't want to give another respond or else that would most likely start a fight, by her. Before she could change the subject, she heard a small mutter.

⠀⠀⠀"Was the reason Papa always blames himself is because is because. . . " Eric couldn't continue his word. He stunted his anguish at the same time and after wiping his tears off as they were falling out of his eyes.

⠀⠀⠀Hearing Eric's voice impelled Jellal and Erza to look to their front to see that Jeraline and Eric have already awoken from their sleep. Jeraline wasn't at hundred to be awake, taking Eric to talk first. However, Jeraline did know at fifty what they were talking about.

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