These are mini prompts that are all connected to each other. some mild language and minor hints at adult content. None of which is descriptive.

Prompts:

Daddy always told me “never”...

I don’t like you get out of my fort!

One more step I dare you.

I’m not going to change deal with it

One on one right here right now

I think it’s broken

I triple dog dare you

It’s pitch black in here and I can see you’re blushing

You can hit me but you can’t kiss me?


Part 2 Prompts:

‘Must be this tall to ride’ my ass

I’m an asshole, shoot me (gajeel POV)

You’re so cute when you’re upset

It’s only been two weeks.

Why is it pink?

Did she fall?



1. Daddy always told me to never trust a Redfox, but Mama taught me that you should never judge a book or person by it’s cover. Despite my daddy’s warnings I didn’t listen, and for a while Daddy was right…


2. I walked along a small ally near my father’s shop, the tall buildings cast a shadow making it dark even in the middle of the day. Through the shadows I noticed a stack of boxes, taped up to look like a castle. I walked up to it, about to go in when, “Hey squirt” a scrawny black haired boy yelled out at me. I recognized his voice right away, nervously turning to look at him. He wasn’t much taller than me, but he still made me feel small. His red eyes cut through me as he approached, a wide grin on his face. “Didn’t yer daddy warn you not to come through here shrimp?” I shook my head, too afraid my voice would give me away. “Well I guess yer just going to have to learn then” He raised his hand to strike me, Closing my eyes, I braced for the blow. “BOY!” a man called out from the main street. He stopped cold hearing the man’s voice. I dared to look at him then, what I didn’t expect was to see fear creep through the boy’s body, his eye grew wide and sweat formed on his brow. “Coming Pa” he yelled out before snatching me up by the hair. His hands trembled but his eyes returned to their cold stare, “I don’t like you, stay out of my fort”


3. It had been years since then, our family had moved to a better side of town, and the Redfox’s became nothing more than a bad memory, or so I thought. Middle school, the hardest time for any kid, especially a short, pre-pubescent, nerd like myself. I knew it was only a matter of time before the bullies would single me out, but it never crossed my mind that it would be him of all people. The kid was what nightmares were made of, at least mine anyways. Him and his group of delinquents had figured out all my hiding spots, there was nowhere left to run. I had been beaten up by them twice already this week, my uniform torn off just yesterday, I had enough. “Just leave me alone!” I yelled as I ran away, knowing they would catch up in a matter of minutes. “You know we can’t do that shorty, Jose wants his lunch money and you gotta pay up.” He had grown a lot since I saw him last. He was no longer a skinny, half starved and beaten little brat. Now he was well fed, and played sports. His skinny arms were now as big as my thighs. He grabbed me by the arm, turning me around to slam my back in to the nearest wall. I wasn’t going down without a fight this time, and sunk my teeth into his forearm. Surprising him, I was able to slip from his hold and push him backwards. I let my bag slip from my shoulders, clutching the heavy sack tightly in my fist. “T-t-take o-one more step, I dare you!” I yelled, prepared to swing the book filled bag with all my strength. The boy locked his red, hate filled eyes on me, and smiled as he stepped closer.


4. After that day, daddy transferred me out of that school, and enrolled me in a self defence class. He cursed whatever stars that had lined up and led to that boy to our side of town. Mama told him that he had probably ended up in a foster home, but Daddy wasn’t one to hear it. They were trash and would always be trash to him. I on the other hand, listened to what she said and felt bad for him, even though he put me through hell. He couldn’t help the way his father was to him. With no mother around and an alcoholic father that beat him and showed no love or affection, how else was he supposed to turn out? I was in high school now, a freshman at a private school only a few blocks from home. I entered my homeroom class and sat down in my seat, prepared for the day. The teacher was interrupted by one of the guidance counselors announcing we had a transfer student. As the tall young man entered the room, my stomach and heart hit the floor. This couldn’t possibly be happening again! “Mr. Redfox, please take a seat next to Miss McGarden” His red eyes locked on to me, just like always and my blood ran cold. Thankfully he left me alone during class and allowed me to work, but at break things went differently. “Why of all people did it have to be you” I mumbled, digging out my lunch from my bag. “Could say the same shrimp” he huffed in annoyance. “Finally get my shit together and doing good and then you show up again, won’t you ever leave me alone?” He chuckled in his usual annoying way and ruffled my hair, “Ain’t gonna change, deal with it”


5. Well at least he wasn’t beating me up any more, but he sure made it a point to annoy the shit out of me every chance he could get. Just so happened that we had every class except one together. I enjoyed my creative writing class, that is until he figured out where the room was. He would wait for me after every class just to snatch my notebook away to read what I did that day. “Oh look at this dirty little story you wrote today” He laughed, holding the book above my head so I couldn’t get it back. “Kinky little shrimp” My face could not get any more red. He tossed the notebook back to me once he finished reading the embarrassing smut the teacher had us write about. He leaned down over me as I shoved the offending papers into my bag and whispered into my ear. “You know I could help with some research” he said it suggestively causing me to feel like I was going to spontaneously combust. I threw my elbow into his ribcage, spinning on my heels to face him. “I’ve had enough of your shit Gajeel Redfox” I took a fighting stance “One on one right here, right now!”


6. “Oh my god I’m so sorry!” I stood over a bloody Gajeel as he pinched his nose. “It’s ok shrimp, consider it payback” He tried to calm me down. “Let me see it?” I tried to move his hand but blood started to gush out. His white uniform shirt was covered, his face looked like it hit a door. “I’ve had worse, it’s ok really” A teacher exited a classroom down the hall and heard the commotion, coming to see what had happened. “Oh dear, you need to go to the clinic!” She had me show him the way, I couldn’t help but worry about what the school was going to do once they found out I had socked him in the face, or what my dad would do. “Daddy is going to kill me” I whispered to myself. “Don’t sweat it, I’ll tell em I walked into a door” He patted me on the head. After what seemed like forever the nurse managed to stop the bleeding and Gajeel was able to clean up. “Oh geez, that looks bad” She looked at the damage more closely. “Yep, I think it’s broken” My head hit the table as I let out a lengthy groan.


7. “Hey there’s a party tonight over at Erza’s wanna come?” Gajeel whispered to me in class. I shushed him, so that we wouldn’t get into any trouble. He gave me a sad look, but went back to work. I quickly scribbled him a note and set it on his desk. “I don’t do parties, and especially not with you!” I could hear him stifle a laugh and covered it up as a cough.He tossed the note back over. “awe come on it’s our last year in high school live a little” I could feel a frown forming on my face. “No way, I have to study” I tossed it back, nailing him in the head. He glared at me while I held back the smirk creeping over my face. He scribbled back his reply, folding it nicely and setting on the edge of my desk. “Fine, but without you there I’ll probably end up in trouble” and he made sure to add in big bold letters AGAIN at the bottom. There was no winning with him, I sighed and crumpled the paper up and threw it in my bag. Last time he went to a party, earlier this year, I had to bail him out of a bad situation. Driving an underage drunk home from a college party at 2am was not something I wanted to repeat. The final bell chimed and I gathered up my bag, heading for the door. “Come on shrimp, you know you keep me from getting into trouble, and I really want to go” He whined following me out to my car. “And what is to keep you from dragging me in to trouble with you?” I looked at him from the corner of my eye as he pondered his reply. Gajeel grinned, pointing at his nose. “You owe me” he winked. He never lets me live down the fact that I broke his nose. “Fine, but you cross the line, I’ll break it again!” “Yes ma’am” “Now get it so I can get you home before my dad has a shit fit”


Gajeel picked me up around the corner from my house on his motorcycle. He insisted since he was the one who invited me, though I would have prefered to drive there myself. Erza lived on the other side of town in an immaculate mansion. “Can I back out yet?” I asked as we pulled up and parked near the door. “Nope, and this is why I drove” I felt so out of place as we walked in. “Oh my heavens I didn’t think you could do it Redfox!” the busty redhead greeted us loudly as we entered. “Do what?” I asked, glaring daggers into him. “Erza triple dog dared me to get you to come tonight” He beamed proudly. I could have killed him then. “Now that you’re here let’s play a game! “Truth or dare!” another busty woman yelled from over in the next room. “Splendid idea Mira!”


8. That is how I ended up in a closet of all places, with a beast of a man, cracking jokes at me. “Isn’t this how that smut you wrote back in freshman year started?” “Shut up Gajeel, this isn’t funny.” I half yelled, half whined. “Yer right it’s not, it’s fucking hilarious!” “You two aren't supposed to be talking in there, I’m starting your time over. “OH COME ON!” I yelled back at Erza on the other side of the door. “Get to kissing” She hollered along with kissy noises back at me. “It’s not that bad shrimp” Gajeel fumbled around in the dark trying to find my head to ruffle my hair. “It’s bad enough” I pouted, not that he could see. “It’s pitch black in here and I can see you’re blushing” “Am not” I kicked out in the dark, connecting with his shin.