The Baby Project ( a Fairy Tail [Natsu x Lucy] fanfiction ) [AU] *nalu*

Chapter Eight

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hey loves, sorry about the lack of updates :-( But here's another chapter of The Baby Project! I hope you guys like it & do vote/comment! Thank you :-)

Also, I've started writing a new fanfiction called 'Lucky Girl' so it would be cool if you guys could check that out. It's humorous but slightly more on the mature side.

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Lucy hums relaxedly, stretching and bending down with the mop in her hands. She is perfectly happy until she realizes that she cannot quite bend with the pillows strapped onto her.

"Damn it!" she swears, trying to mop under the bed.

As the pillows continue to get in her way, the blonde huffs angrily and lets out a few swears.

"Gee Luce, the baby isn't supposed to hear words like that," Natsu says casually, munching on his barbeque flavored chips.

"It's such a pain being pregnant! I can't even mop the floor, so don't you dare tell me what's good for the baby." the blonde snaps, narrowing her eyes.

"Gee Luce, if you hate being pregnant, then don't have sex!"

"Natsu," she sighs exasperatedly, "I did not have sex. This baby is yours by the way, in case you haven't realized. And no, we haven't been having sex!"

"Oh yeah," Natsu mutters, "Just abort it then?"

"That's not the point!"

"What is?"

"You," Lucy growls, "Come here and mop the damn floor."

"Gee, what's got your knickers in a twist? Are you on your period or something?"

"Yes," she snaps, "I'm bleeding from right down there so you better mop the damn floor while I go take a shower."

"Can't we do it later?"

"We? You mean you, and no. You better move your lazy arse or god forbid I get a hand on you!"

"Damn it Luce," Natsu grumbles, hopping off the couch.

Who said the blonde wasn't scary? Lucy is bloody terrifying when she wants to be.

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Lucy feels refreshed and happy the moment she steps out of the shower. Firstly, she got to pamper herself with a nice bubble bath with a bath bomb that Levy had given her awhile ago. Secondly, bathes are fantastic when they are warm. And thirdly, Lucy got to have some body time to herself, without the pillows strapped on.

She walks to her cupboard, but realizes that all her bras are in the laundry. So she tiptoes out of her room in her pink towel.

"Natsu? Did you see my bras in the laundry-"

"Woah!"

"-I can't find them. Oh Jesus, Gray?" Lucy lets out a shriek as she bumps into her friend outside.

"Hi Lucy?" the black haired boy says awkwardly, his gaze averted.

"Hey Gray, where's Natsu?"

Just then, the door slams open, revealing a grinning pinkette with plastic bags full of snacks.

"What's up! Oh hey Luce, you're out of the shower now. Your bras are in the laundry basket by the way, in case you were looking for those."

Lucy shoots him a thumbs up, "Great! Thanks."

She walks over casually into the corner of the kitchen where the washing machine is, peers into the laundry basket and grabs a random bra.

"I hope you got my cheesy chips, Natsu!" she says, narrowing her eyes.

"Duh, you always want that when you're on your period."

"And chocolate!"

"Milk chocolate right?"

"Oh yes, you're the best! Love you," she says happily, walking into the room.

Gray stands there, his mouth wide open.

"I didn't know you guys were on... uh, towel terms with each other." Gray mutters, shaking his head.

Natsu tosses a coke to Gray, who catches it easily. "Towel terms?"

"Like, you know," Gray says awkwardly, "Being able to walk around the house in front of each other while you're in your towels."

Natsu guffaws, whacking Gray on the back. "Isn't that normal? Lucy always does so."

"No! This is definitely not normal, flamebrain!"

Natsu's eyes squint dangerously, "Who are you calling flamebrain again, popsicle boy?"

"Popsicle boy? Who gave you the-"

"Boys," a sweet voice coos, but somehow both boys shiver, "No one is fighting in my apartment today."

Lucy walks back into the living room, a seemingly innocent and sweet smile plastered onto her face.

"We're all good friends so let us all try to have a good time with these snacks without any insults, okay boys?"

"Yes, Lucy." Both boys chorus, which makes the blonde smile.

"Very good! So where's my chips again?"

Damn, Gray thinks, who said Lucy couldn't be scary when she wants to?