Save Me From Myself \\ ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦

What Kind Of Job Is That?!

Mara P.O.V 

        I cringed as I stomped in place out back. Natsu and Gray walked out of the kitchen with plates in hand, actually dressed like gentlemen for once. I'd say it was cute if I wasn't stuck in this uniform, forced to match the same vibe.
"Oh, come on, Mara. It's not that bad." Natsu tried to assure casually.
"Yeah, Lucy and Erza don't seem to mind them." Gray tried also. I glared at them.
"This thing is ugly as sin. It's also the job! What kind of job is this anyways?" I sulked in the corner, changing moods rather quickly. Before they could reply we heard Lucy freaking out, out front. We went to inspect what was the matter and that's when she slammed her notepad down on the floor. At least I'm not the only one not liking this job I smirked evilly at Lucy
"Lucy, you're working a job for crying out loud. " Gray scolds.
"Since when does waiting tables count as legitimate Wizard work? And why do I have to wear this horrible outfit?" She pouted.
"Since you turned poor." I mumbled quietly to myself, She growled at me.
"I heard that!" She yelled at me.
"It wasn't my idea."
"I mean I know I can still rock this outfit but still..." Lucy flaunted the uniform.
"The chef here at 8island uses magic to cook all his tasty dishes, so he thought it would be kinda cool to have to wait staff with magic powers as well." Happy explained for us. I sighed as I noticed Natsu began to eat the customers food, the customer gawked in shock at Natsu for doing so.
"Geez, Lucy. We agreed to take this job for you, remember?" Natsu reminded.
"Next time I'll just pay it, rather than do this again." I mumbled, seeing a plate inches by me and slam into Natsu's face. I stared blankly as I watched the two get into it and the bystanders watched on in shock. 

"You shouldn't be eating the customers food!"
"But throwing trays is okay?" Happy freaked, making a valid point, not like I was gonna stop it though.
"Lighten up, the uniforms aren't all that bad if you ask me." Gray tries once more, not really wearing a uniform at this point. Just his shorts and a bowtie. I felt a bead of sweat form, staring at him with an unimpressed look.
"Maybe cuz your not wearing anything."
"You're barely even wearing one." Lucy comments.
"Watch it, don't you forget we're doing this to pay your rent." He reminded her purposely.
"Yeah, I know." She sighs, moping at the reminder.
"Eh, it's cool. Look there." We watched at Erza cutely walk up to a table, Lucy stared at Erza funny as she practically climbed on the table to take the men's orders. I squinted with unease, watching the scene unfold painfully.
"I know you want something, isn't that true..? Tell me. " Erza inquired flirtatiously. The men stammered violently trying to decide, but were obviously distracted. Everything, they ended up ordering everything from the menu. I gaped at them, wondering how people think I'M considered crazy sometimes.. Wait.. I'd totally order everything from the menu. I sulked, catching myself in a trap.
"That's one way to do it I guess."
"Seems to work pretty well." Gray and Lucy sweat dropped.
"Ah, yes, the thrill of a new challenge." I shook my head while walking up to a table, beginning to take their order as well.