Two Towns (Nalu, Gale, Jerza, Gruvia)

Breakfast

Erza's POV

        We walked through the grey streets, filled with white apartment buildings. We saw some people we know, they said Happy Birthday, we said thanks. It was all so expressionless. I'm sure they meant it to be heartfelt, but barely anyone shows expressions. Sigh. On the bright side, all of my friends are part of the few that show emotion. Or actually know what emotion is. We reached the 5 story "Cafeteria," and entered the huge white doors. (A/N  every building has a kitchen, but it has extremely limited resources, so they eat in the cafeteria)

        We found an empty table by the window of the 3rd floor. I gazed out at the last few stragglers, and the boringness of Fairy. "...........za.............Erza........................ERZA,"  Lucy shouted, causing more than a few stares. "Huh?" I said confused. "Wendy wanted to wish us a Happy Birthday." she said nodding her head to the end of the table where a nervous little bluenette stood sniffling. "I (sniff) won't (sniff) EVER (sniff) get to (sniff) see you (sniff) again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she wailed. We all stood up and hugged her tightly. "That's not true, you get to be with us in just 4 short years," I said encouragingly. She nodded slowly, then ran off down the stairs, probably to join her house mates. 

        "That was unexpected," said a worried Levy. "Juvia wonders what will happen to us today......." Uhhhhhhhh, actually I don't know what's going to happen. I only now some time today, we will leave the kids and join the 16+ group. Oh well, that can wait until later. 

Levy's POV

        I was thinking about what Juvia said, when a pink haired maid came over with the usual breakfast. Grey shlop. "Yayyyyy," I mumbled with fake enthusiasm. "Here you go ladies, and Princess." the maid said in a monotone voice. We all sweat dropped. For some reason she insists on calling Lucy "Princess". Weird. Whatever, it's our birthday today, so why worry? I took my gifts from their hiding place, in my hollow book. Slowly carefully, placed them on my lap. "Happy Birthday Lu-Chan, Juvia, Erza!" I said with an excited smile, and eager twinkle in my eye. I really hope they like them I spent nearly a month working on them. They're faces lit up, as the oohed and awed over the new gifts. Then they all tackled me! All at once!!! "I..............can't....mfff...............breath." I whispered. They quickly got up and apologised. "No worries." I assured them. 

        After some awkward silence. Lu-Chan pulled out three boxes covered in paper and handed them to a particular person. "Sorry, if they aren't as amazing as you thought they might be." she mumbled. We looked at her quizzically, while we tried to open our boxes without ripping the paper. I gasped as I saw the book Lu-Chan gad been working on all year. Erza did a double take, as she stared at the strawberry cake plushie. Juvia started tearing up as she saw a beautiful umbrella, covered in hearts and lace. "How could these be anything less than amazing?!?!" we screeched at her. She looked taken aback at first, like she thought the gifts were horrible or something. Then like a volcano, her laughter erupted. We group-hugged, and marveled at our gifts while eating a bite or two of "breakfast."

        What now?

Juvia's Pov

        Once Lucy, Levy, Erza and Juvia finised breakfast, we walked back up the pavement to our house. Juvia's present was in the fridge. Juvia stayed up working on it all last night. A strawberry mini-cake for Erza, a blueberry mini-cake for Levy, and a vanilla mini-cake for Lucy. Juvia hopes they like them. We finally reached the house, unlocked the front door, and stepped into the kitchen. "Juvia, will be right back!" I said, then quickly rushed to the fridge. I put a name with fancy letters on each white, cardboard box. Juvia told them to sit, and they did. Juvia heard them whisper, "What do you think she's doing?" "Is she making a smoothie!??!?!?!" "Whatever, it is I hoped she used the recipe." Juvia giggled. My friends could be nitwits, but they were always there for Juvia. All of us used to be teased either because we were smart (Levy), liked the rain (Juvia), liked swords (Erza), or were really nice, and showed a whole lot of emotion (Lucy). When the four of us aren't paying attention, or we aren't all together, they bully us until curfew at sunset.

        Anywho, Juvia brought the cakes over, and put them on the table. "Well, I guess it isn't a smoothie!" Lucy managed to say through her giggles. That girl is either laughing or crying. "Open them!" Juvia says excitedly. Juvia's friends squeel happily, as they peek inside to find their cakes. "Thank You!" they scream as they run to grab the forks. Juvia sits down happily waiting for her friends to come back.

Lucy's POV

        I'm laughing and panting as I reach the table first. "HA, I beat (pant) you guys (pant)!" We start taking bites of our cake, and giving some to Juvia. I giggle through a mouth full, as I see the others with stuffed faces. "OH!" Erza yells as she ran upstairs. "Okayyyyyy.........." Levy questions as we bring our plates to the sink. Erza runs back down with a bag over her shoulder. I giggle, because she looks like those fairy tale people called ummmmm. Oh yeah, hobos! She digs into her bag, and pulls out 3 friendship bracelets. We all gasp. "Erza! How long did it take you to make these?" Levy asks. Erza is not eactly known for her creativity. "About 2 months." she stated, "Do you like them?" she asks as she pulled out a fourth and slipped it on her wrist. "Of course!" we shouted. I was on the verge of tears, Erza spending all that time on us. (Sniff) Pull your self together Lucy! I grab one and put it on my wrist. It feels wierd at first, but I'm sure it will go away. I see the others do the same.

        We hold our wrists together. " Best Freinds forever!" we shout. Now everyone is giggling, and we eventually end up on the floor, holding our stomachs. " Would Lucy, Levy, Juvia, and Erza of apartment 55634 please make your way to Miss Mira's office. There is a surprise waithing for you." the intercom crackles back into silence. Our eyes widen, as we walk out the door. Miss Mira is like a hmmmmm, how do I put it. She's like a friendly bartender, their to keep us in line.

I wonder what happens now.