"What do you mean not telling? Not telling what?" Natsu the idiot asked.
"She's not sharing her secret stalking powers with me." Mira began to pout.
"What? Okay; I am not a stalker. First of all-"
"Then how do you know so much about Ice Princess?" Pinkie interrupted.
"I know... things..." I scrambled for an answer.
"How do you know these things is the point." Natsu explained to me as if I was as stupid as him.
"Because of stuff and people and things..."
"Oh, do tell about this stuff and these people and things." He encouraged with sarcasm.
"Okay, you know what? Now I'm seriously not telling." I said sternly as I crossed my arms and looked away from Natsu and a still-pouting Mira.
Before Natsu could come up with another sarcastic comment, a certain someone I was being interrogated about ask the idiotic question, "Not telling what?"
"See even the one being stalked wants to know how." The magical frickin party-planning pony justified his snooping.
"Seriously not telling." I repeated myself.
"Am I the only lost one here?" Gray asked our little group.
"Probably." We all responded in unison; Mira even stopped pouting to answer such a stupid question.
