Erza the Baby Sitter

Reckoning

"RUN!"

The group scattered, running away from the bakery staff who were chasing them down, determined to retrieve the strawberry cake that has been stolen from them.

Natsu grins and laughs, "Oh come on! It's just cake, guys!"

Happy giggled along with him, as they easily outran their captors. "Aye sir!"

Mirajane simply looked back as she ran, yelling a promise to the chasing staff that Fairy Tail would be handing payment for the cake tomorrow.

Lucy's heart thumped wildly in her chest, as she keeps pressing her index and middle fingers on her temple, attempting to reach Warren's telepathy. The team was running through a forest, opting to take the fastest route that was headed towards the train station.

"I can't reach Warren!" She cried out after attempting to do it several more times.

Mira glances at Happy, who was keeping up with the group's pace, a sleeping baby safely nestled on his back. "How's he feeling?"

Happy flashes a concerned look at the barmaid, "He's doing pretty well so far, but he'a still a bit heated up." At that, the baby mewls, slowly stirring from its sleep. Tears have pricked baby Jellal's eyes, and he murmurs in Happy's blue fur. "Not...feewing...good."

Damn, it really does hurt! Jellal's subconscious speaks, feeling the pain course through his body as he shivers.

Noticing this, Natsu gives a pitying look at Jellal, "It'll be okay bud! We'll get you to the guild and get you to feel better in no time!"

With the cake perfectly balanced in her hand, Mira easily dodges the branches that were in her way during their sprint, and she glances at Wendy. "Can you cast another spell that'd help him feel better Wendy?"

"I would if I could, Mira-san! But operating with magic on a toddler's body is something I'm not really sure of!"

Charles arches an eyebrow, "But shouldn't it be easier because of that reason alone?"

Wendy's head shakes, "It could've, if the baby wasn't an adult that turned into a baby. The Ethernano that courses through him right now is irregular, which is the cause of the impulsive and sudden use of magic he has been doing recently. Doing so causes his body to experience fatigue, especially with his body with that of a three year old toddler."

The group finally reaches the train station. As soon as the dragon slayers stepped on the vehicle, their faces puffed up, and their bodies have slumped on the floorboards, crawling to the nearest window that they could find.

Looking around, Charles speaks up, "Where'd Gajeel and Pantherlily go?"

"Knowing Gajeel, he'd probably be somewhere back in Crocus, eating up some premium iron!" Happy responds cheerily, "I'm sure he's fine!"

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"Hkk-! L-Let me go, you d-demon!"

Erza's eyes narrow, the menacing glint back in her eyes, "I'm not asking again! Why are you here? Why aren't you with the rest?" She lets go and releases him from the choke hold he's been held captive in.

Gajeel gasps for air, and glares at the redhead. "I was just eating iron for fuck's sake! Can't a man have a decent meal without the ruckus?"

"You weren't eating iron, Gajeel!"

"Oh yeah? Proof!"

"You only eat the iron Levy makes from her Solid Script magic! You know that the iron she produces from her magic was far better than any iron you've ever tasted, and I heard you saying that you couldn't eat anything other than that anymore!" Erza jabs, looking at him square in the eye.