A/N: Yo~ I haven't updated in a while lol. I tried to make this chapter funnier-perhaps too hard. LOL. LTE readers, I will give you my long awaited update sometime later this week. Anyways, enjoy the chapter and please review!~
"Makarov. Makarov. YO, MAKAROV."
"What...huh...Erza?...huh...what...why...where..Makarov? Who's that..."
"Uh...Master?"
"Yes, Erza? Your chest looks as alluring as ever, my dear."
"It's Gray."
"Oh. Gray? Son, have you been working out?"
"...Mmkay, bye."
Erza shook her head and brought her palm to her face, this action also later known as quote face palm unquote.
The redhead sighed and directed her attention towards the younger female Mage.
"See, Wendy? I told you we were all worried. Makarov only gets drunk when he's really worried or when...wait how old are you again?
"13"
"Actually never mind that. Forget what I said. He only gets drunk when he's worried."
"I'm sorry..."
"Stop apologizing! This is what nakama are for, right? Don't hold all the burden to yourself. Although Natsu's a bakama** , Lucy has a princess complex, and Gray's shirtless all the time, we're still a pretty capable team. Come on, depend on us; rely on us."
Gray sneered, shirtless-again, "Oh, almighty Erza-sama, you're just perfect aren't you?"
"Gray, shirt?"
He looked down at his ever so well toned chest and shouted in confusion, "AGH. NOT AGAIN."
"Erza! I do not have a princess complex!"
Suddenly, Virgo appeared under a puff of celestial smoke and asked, "Hime-sama**, you called?"
Erza smirked, "I'm sorry, what was that? O-hi-me-sa-ma?"
Above all of these antics, one scream could be heard from all the rest.
"AHHHH. I GOT MY FOOT STUCK IN THE WALL AGAIN. JEEZ, WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?"
The flame brain proceeded to grab a nearby table as an anchor that happened to be upholding a...wait-what was that again? OH SPIRITS WAS THAT THE SPECIAL EDITION FLAVORED STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE THAT ERZA HAD BEEN SAVING FOR LUNCH?
Immediately, Natsu's foot was yanked out of the wall by the viscous woman. But before he could finish his "Oh hey, thanks Erza!" his foot got flung across the room and into the wall opposite to that of the strawberry shortcake.
"Ahhhh! Not again!"
Within seconds Wendy grasped the familiarly friendly scene in front of her and burst into laughter.
"Ahaha! You guys!...You're the best. You know that?"
In synch, the stripper, bakama, princess, and soon-to-be-diagnosed-with-diabetes, yelled, "Obviously! We're Team Natsu, after all!"
"HEY. EVERYBODY SHADDUP."
"Oi, Makarov! Are you sure you've sobered up?"
The guild continued with their usual shenanigans until a certain phrase caught them like a deer in headlights.
"I'm putting the guild into Natsu's hands."
"YOU WHAAAAAAT? MASTER, YOU'RE DEFINITELY STILL DRUNK." (woah there, bold italics. shit is goin' down.)
"Sheesh, do I really need to pull that card to get you loud idiots to listen to me?"
A mutual sigh resonated throughout the city of Magnolia.
"Anyways. Although you all have met him, I have yet to assign him to a team. He's new here so show him how things are done and I want you guys to welcome him with warm arms."
"He?"
"Hah, Makarov-san, you make it sound like some new high schooler's introduction. Don't make me feel like some nervous teenage girl on the verge of having an anxiety attack, kay?"
Jellal, you're doing a fairly good job giving us that impression without his help.
"Fair enough. Everyone, welcome Jellal Fernandes to Team Natsu!"
Some applause. Some whistles. Some people glanced. But other than that everyone went back to their usual shenanigans-so drinking, stripping, fighting, and eating sweets.
Jellal chuckled softly, "Good to know I didn't mess up the pace of things, guys."
At this point he seemed like a normal person.
And then it all went downhill when he started talking to himself.
"Jellal, welcome to Team Natsu!
Why thank you guys! I'm happy to be here.
Jellal, man, you're so hot.
Haha, yes, I know.
Oh, Jellal, I love you.
Aw, I love you too Erza.
Jellal, I'm so glad we can be on the same team.
Oh Erza, you took the words right out of my mouth.
Jellal! I like your hair.
Thank you, Lucy. But every part of my mind and soul belongs to my dear Er-"
(do not be fooled guys. Up to this point he was self narrating and talking to himself; pretending to be the other members of Team Natsu.)
"Jellal! What in the world are you doing?"
"Uh...nothin'."
"Sure...come over here."
He walked to the open bench next to his beloved Erza and took a seat.
"Hi."
His hand inched towards hers.
"...Hi."
Right when his fingers slightly grazed hers; right when he was about to take her hand into his; RIGHT WHEN HE WAS ABOUT MAKE HIS SUPER SMOOTH MOVE ON HIS CHILDHOOD LOVE, THAT MAN JUST HAD TO SHOW UP.
He just had to.
"ERZA-CHWAAAAAN~"
She jumped up in surprise, instinctively move her hand away from his.
"Hibiki!"
The rest of Team Natsu giggled in silence as Jellal moaned in frustration.
"Talk about cock blocking."
A/N: I know, I know it's short -_-
But if you guys review more, I'll update quicker? DEAL? I seriously am not that inspired to write this fic considering no one really bothers leaving a review. I mean, 30 and up alerts, 30 and up favs, so why do I get like 3 reviews per chapter, hmmm? (Deidara voice) Please just drop a review so that I know people actually read this stuff :P alright thanks! I'll stop harassing you now~
**Bakama: "nakama" means "friend:comrade" I'm Japanese. "baka" means stupid, so "bakama" is a play on words lol.
**Hime-sama: Princess
**Cock blocking: Pretty much a more obscene version of "third wheeler". It means that Hibiki is preventing Jellal from "getting some" if you know what I mean ;)