Creepy flute

Mew and Natsu were still on board the train when the train continued to go forward. It didn't look like Natsu was getting beter at all, as his face took on a shade of darker green.

As a precaution, Mew decided to make himself at home on one of the other benches. It proved to be the right choice, though for a whole nother reason.

A black haired guy suddenly started to cause a problem when he spoke to Natsu. It didn't seem like he liked the Fairy Tail guild all that much. Not that Mew was bothered by it, as a lot of people had a dislike for the trouble makers inside Fairy Tail.

What followed after, was a thing Mew didn't like at all. The guy suddenly started to attack Natsu for no reason at all. How obnoxious the guy was, hitting a man when he was weak.

Natsu tried to use his magic, but another bout of nausea hit him, causing him to almost vomit. The man didn't hesitate to use his own magic, summoning many whips of shadows, hitting Natsu heavily.

The out of nowhere, the train suddenly stopped. The man and Natsu both fell, though Natsu was recovering at an incredible pace.

'Haah, how problematic motion sickness can be. Better him than me though'

Mew thought, his eyes wandering about, falling on a strange item on the ground. Just looking at it gave Mew the creeps. What was lying on the ground was a creepy flute, the shape all messed up as it was formed like a skull with three eyes.

It smelled as well, the scent being that of a rotting corpse.

'Am I the only one who can smell it?'

Mew wondered, as both of the man didn't seem bothered by the flute.

'Can't have a smelly thing near me. Bah!'

Being sickened as much as he was, Mew in a fit of brilliance decided to just ditch the flute. Using telekinesis, Mew gathered a lot of energy, lifting the flute up and blasting it out of the train.

"Noooo!"

The black haired man yelled as he rushed after the flute.

'So it is important? Then I dislike it even more. Important yucky things should just disappear!'

Following that train of thought, Mew blasted the man to the ground before he could even leave the train. The flute hovered far outside the train, still captured in the control of Mew's psychic energy.

"Nice going buddy! Let me beat this guy up real quick, so we can regroup with Erza."

Natsu blasted a fist full of fire magic at the black haired man, who quickly tried to block it with his shadows. The cabin in which they were in couldn't take the massive force created by the colliding attacks, blasting a huge hole in the side and ceiling of the train.

Before Natsu got the chance to continue, a female voice resonated across the train through the intercom.

[Dear travelers. Our emergency stop was a false alarm. The train will be continuing shortly.]

"Crap! Let's get out of here Mew!"

Natsu grabbed his luggage, intending to leave as fast as he could.

"Hold it. I ain't going to let you leave that easily! You are messing with Eisenwald now!"

The man yelled, glaring at Natsu, who glared back at him.

"Haa! So you are with Eisenwald huh? I'll show you what happens to those who mess with Fairy Tail, let's take this outside."

While both boys were fighting eachother, Mew was wondering what he should do to break the flute. It was too yucky to keep around. Maybe he should just burn it, it looked a lot like wood after all.

The train moved, the boys fought and Natsu was thrown out of the train.

"Now it's your turn. Hand over the flute!"

The man said as he glared at Mew.

[How about... Hmm... A big fat NO?]

Mew giggled, hovering above the man's head, taunting him to catch him if he wanted the flute back.

'Nothing is as good as playing fetch with a rabid dog.'