Gray did the best he could to cling to Natsu’s broad neck while waiting for some kind of reaction from Natsu. Surely the giant must of felt SOMETHING from his attack. He did not have to wait very long. Without the expression on his face changing a bit; Natsu reached a hand behind his scarf. Gray gaped in amazement as Natsu’s huge, god-like hand came into view. Each one of muscular, manly fingers was as thick as a tree trunk. Gray couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated as he imagined what one wrong move from one of those digits could do to him. Thinking Natsu was reaching for him, Gray didn’t move a muscle. By the time he realized Natsu still didn’t have a clue he was there it was too late. Natsu’s fingers touched his neck and he began to scratch. One of those giant fingers caught Gray underneath it; pinning the bug-sized wizard between it and Natsu’s neck. Gray grunted in pain as the digit rubbed him over Natsu’s slightly moist skin; threatening to pop him like a tiny berry. Thankfully Natsu itched for only a second before his hand retreated back to its original spot. Gray, however, remained stuck to the finger pad via the perspiration that coated it.
“F-Fuck!” Gray swore, struggling to free himself from Natsu’s finger.
“This is gonna hit the spot!” Natsu announced to the empty house before placing the plate of pasta on the wooden table in front of him. The fire mage then hovered a hand over the spaghetti; fingers spread wide. At this precise moment Gray peeled off of Natsu’s fingertip and fell into the plate of pasta. The half-naked teen coughed as he picked himself up after the soft landing; his face and torso covered in red sauce.
“What is this?” Gray pondered as he stood up at the peak of the pasta mound. He ran his tongue over his lips to taste the red stuff he was covered in. “…marinara sauce? But that must mean…” Gray’s blue eyes widened in horror and he looked back down at what he was standing on. Noodles…he was standing on a mountain of noodles! Now Gray started to get scared, but things were only beginning to go downhill. The shrunken Fairy Tail wizard noticed the air around him start to twist and the heat level slowly rise. The frozen, hardened sauce covering the spaghetti began to soften and bubble a bit. The thick noodles themselves softened under Gray’s feet as they grew warmer and warmer. Gray, puzzled, craned his neck and looked up. The titan that was Natsu was holding his palm out over the pasta; his hand lit by a raging flame. Natsu was directing heat down onto the pasta; heating it up! “N-No! Natsu, stop!” Gray called, but there was no way Natsu was going to hear his voice. The heat rose and rose as Gray started sweating profoundly. He tried to move through the pasta mound; but his feet sank deeper into the spaghetti and there was just too much of it. Gray couldn’t even see the end of the pasta; it was like a valley of red sauce and spaghetti to him. The extreme heat started taking its toll on Gray as he collapsed to his knees and his mouth went dry. All around him the pasta was popping and sizzling under the heat the fire giant was giving it. The mini-mage weakly put his fist into his palm and attempted to use Ice-Make Magic. “I-Ice-Make…” It was hopeless; the ice particles around his hands quickly melted and evaporated into steam. His magic was useless in this heat.
“N-Natsu…y-you, idiot…” Gray fell onto his stomach; wincing as the bubbling hot marinara sauce singed his skin. It was so hot that his sweat started to evaporate off his reddening skin. Gray could just lay there and whimper under the fearsome heat while waiting for his blood to boil. Before that could happen, Natsu retracted his hand and the heat stopped increasing. Still, Gray was too weak to move a muscle and simply rested there in the warm noodles; thick steam all around him.
“Oooh, looks delicious!” Natsu licked his lips hungrily as he took out a fork he had also brought along. Using the fork the giant rose head began stirring the spaghetti and sauce around. He did not notice the little Gray in his food as his body was swept underneath the pasta and buried under several tons of spaghetti and several gallons of red tomato sauce. “Time to eat!” exclaimed Natsu as he twirled the fork and spun himself a large ball of red smeared spaghetti. He then brought the ball of pasta to his mouth, opened wide, and slurped all of it right off the fork. The Dragon Slayer made content sounds as he chewed loudly a few times (much less than normally needed) and swallowed his first bite down. It formed a thick lump in his throat that traveled down the inside before disappearing into his toned chest. “Ahhhh, it tastes great!” Natsu grinned happily and went for another bite; unaware of the little extra addition to his meal.
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