— “No!” every single day, you grew to despise the fact that your tribe took in the stupid, pink-haired little boy.

his snarky attitude, fierce demeanor, and lack of general intelligence made him a pain to deal with. as you were the tribe’s youngest member, (before natsu’s ‘arrival’), the leaders said ‘screw it, he’s your problem’ and now he’s been your pain in the ass of a little brother since.

you wanted to pull your hair out.

he eats everything, gets sick easily, causes fights, hardly stays still during bathing times, and worse of all- steals every ounce of warmth he could find.

didn’t matter how ‘cute’, if you could even call him that, he looked to outsiders, you were nearly at your limit.