Month: September
Year: X775
Location: Fairy Tail Guild Hall, Magnolia
Ages:
Kaito / Erza / Mirajane / Juvia — 10
Elfman — 9
Lysanna — 8
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If Mirajane's entrance had shaken Fairy Tail—
The rest of them blew it apart.
The moment Kaito, Erza, Juvia, Elfman, and Lysanna stepped inside together, the guild noticed. Not because they were loud. Not because they were flashy.
Because they walked like they belonged.
Makarov squinted down at them. "More kids, eh?"
Erza stepped forward first. Straight-backed. Unflinching. "Erza Scarlet. I seek strength. And a place to stand."
A few mages chuckled.
Gray glanced over, interested. Cana tilted her chair back. Laxus scoffed quietly.
Kaito followed, relaxed hands in pockets. "Kaito. I cook, fight, hunt, and fix people. I don't cause trouble unless trouble asks first."
Makarov's mustache twitched. "Hoh?"
Juvia bowed awkwardly. "J-Juvia… wishes to belong."
Elfman puffed his chest. "Elfman Strauss! I'll be a man!"
Lysanna waved. "I'm Lysanna!"
Silence.
Then Makarov laughed again.
"Stamp 'em."
One by one, the Fairy Tail mark burned warm into skin.
And just like that—
They were family.
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Celebration exploded instantly.
Someone flipped a table.
Someone else set it on fire.
Macao started drinking. Wakaba argued with him about drinking. Cana dealt cards on a flying chair.
Kaito was dragged into a toast he didn't ask for.
Mirajane hopped up on a table. "HEY! THEY'RE STRONG, SO DON'T BREAK THEM YET!"
Erza frowned. "That isn't reassuring."
Mirajane grinned. "You nervous?"
"No."
"Liar."
Erza stepped closer. "Say that again."
"Oh? You wanna go, knight girl?"
The guild leaned in.
"Uh-oh," Cana said happily. "Here we go."
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The argument turned into shouting.
Shouting turned into shoving.
Shoving turned into—
CRASH.
Erza tackled Mirajane straight through a table.
"YOU'RE UNDISCIPLINED!"
"YOU'RE A STICK WITH A SWORD!"
They rolled, fists flying, Mirajane's demon arm flaring as Erza requipped mid-motion, armor flashing into place.
The guild went wild.
"YEAH!"
"BET FIVE JEWELS ON THE REDHEAD!"
"NO THE DEMON GIRL!"
Kaito didn't move. He just sighed, sipping a drink someone handed him.
Great Sage murmured calmly: Structural integrity of guild hall decreasing at 12%.
"…They'll stop before it breaks," he said.
Juvia clutched her hands. S-Should Juvia stop them?
Elfman cheered. "THIS IS MANLY!"
Lysanna giggled. "They're scary…"
Mirajane laughed mid-punch. "ADMIT IT! YOU'RE HAVING FUN!"
Erza slammed her into a pillar. "I DON'T HAVE FUN!"
They froze.
Then both burst out laughing.
The guild roared louder.
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By nightfall, the hall was wrecked.
Everyone was bruised. Smiling. Loud.
Makarov sat atop the bar, mug raised. "Listen up! You break it, you fix it! And if you fight—invite me next time!"
Cheers shook the roof.
Kaito looked around.
At Mirajane grinning with blood on her lip.
At Erza standing proud, eyes bright.
At Juvia smiling shyly, rainless and warm.
At Elfman and Lysanna laughing freely.
This is it, he thought.
Fairy Tail wasn't quiet.
It wasn't safe.
But it was home.
And chaos had never felt so right.