FairyTail Fleet Oneshot Collection

We Danced- Nalu

Ok, so I know there are some people who are looking for the next chapter of FairyTail Bride. I understand. Trust me. I would have updated by now, but my flash drive decided to go MIA. So while I look for it...

*gets on hands and knees* Please kindly except these humble offerings of Various assortments of Fairytail Fluff. Happy Reading!

~Mwali

Natsu's POV

I hated my job. Working nights at Fairy's Sports and Billiards Bar wasn't exactly what you'd call a career. I was busting tables, cleaning up spilled beer, and, oh joy... Handling toxic waste in the bathrooms.

Don't get me wrong. The pay was alright and I liked the other employees, for the most part. There was this one dude that I despised –Gray, - who never wore his uniform right. The guy was a natural ladies man who left his shirt totally unbuttoned- off, really, if he could get away with it...- and I hated his guts. But everyone else, even Juvia, who idolized Gray, were all pretty cool.

I guess that what really bothered me was that it's a tough place to try to find someone who was worthwhile. All the women that I ever served were plastered, taken, desperate, or had a stick up their ass. Sometimes all four. The "SUYA" (Stick Up Your Ass) variety were especially annoying. All I would do is be polite and as professional as possible, and they would assume that I thought they were drunk and was trying to make a move. People had a way of making the assumption that because I worked at a bar, I must be scum.

All except one. She came in on one Friday in June. We were really busy. The College World Series Playoffs were on nearly every TV. People were cheering and booing at top drunken volume. I was hustling around, delivering enough wings, beers, and onion rings to immobilize a redneck, but I had to stop and watch as she entered, wearing a light blue tank top and capris, blonde hair pulled back into a messy bun. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. And she probably didn't think so.

She crossed the dining room, led by Mira, who always worked the seating podium, and sat right down in... Drat! Gray's corner of the room. Missed it. If previous experience was anything to go by, that stripper would have the woman falling all over him by the end of the afternoon.

Well, I thought, returning to my work, maybe next time, Natsu. Maybe next time...

WHO WAS I KIDDING?! What if there was no next time? I needed to talk to her! Today. Before it was too late!

Someone threw an empty beer can at my head. "HEY! WHAT DOES A GUY GOTTA DO TO GET SOME DAMNED MOZZARELLA STICKS AROUND HERE!?!?" A drunken man's voice slurred. I dutifully reached down and picked up the can, tossing it into the trash as I went into the kitchen.

"Where did they GO!?" I heard Erza, our manager, roar as I entered.

"I don't know," said Gajeel in an annoyed tone. "one minute, Stripper and Juvia were taking a to~go order out to the curb, the next, nobody can find them. Slackers."

"Today of all days..." The redhead groaned, glancing skyward with a look of 'why me?' on her face. She straightened. "ALRIGHT!" she shouted, "EVERYONE, I NEED YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" We all jostled for a position where we could see both Erza and any food that was still on the grill. The redhead gestured to the diagram of the dining room on the wall behind her.

"As most of you have already heard, Gray and Juvia are inexplicably MIA. As a result, on one of the busiest weekends of the year, we are down two servers." She wiped the two names off of the board. "That means that the rest of you on the wait staff will need to expand your areas of the floor. Lisana and Levy, the two of you will have to split Juvia's area." Saying this, Erza alternately labeled each of the tables with the two girls names in black marker. "Gajeel, you take the front half of Gray's space. Be sure to check you-know-who because the baby spills."