Chapter XXIV

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"Toodles!" Natsu sang, springing up and disappearing in a flourish of bats

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"Toodles!" Natsu sang, springing up and disappearing in a flourish of bats. I with-held a choke, Erza getting up off of me and glaring into space.

    "What the-" Gray started, breaking off as heavy knocking vibrated through the door.

    "Oh, hunny-bun!" Ultear purred, knocking more, "You sure you don't want to quick, pre-wedding makeout-"

    "I- I'm showering!" I lied quickly, gritting my teeth, "I'll be out in twenty minutes, don't worry!"

    "Hmm, this could turn interesting," Mira said, thoughtfully. I spun on my heels to glower at her, cerulean fringe half-covering my green-gold eyes. She smirked, "Yes, yes. I know the perfect punishment. Come, Gray."

    Before Erza could stop them, Mira put an enchantment on the studio-apartment, clutched Gray's elbow fiercely, and vanished. I sniffled.

    Bats were never going to seem appealing to me again.

    "Fine," Ultear called out again, and I shot up as a clicking sound came from the door. A shiver climbed up my spine, as I exchanged shocked looks with Erza.

    "I'll be in your room, waiting for when you're done, Je~chan."

    Erza bundled me up, sprinting to the bathroom, before shutting the door. Another slow, excruciating click came from outside, meaning that Ultear had unlocked the room and let herself in.

    Aish.

    "Hmmm, nice room," Ultear noted. I didn't dare breathe, gently gliding the lock on the Bathroom Door. Thank Mavis it was a key-lock kind, so if I left the key in, she wouldn't be able to open it from the outside.

    "Are you already done with your shower, Fernandes? Tsk, tsk. Impatient, Boy." 

    Erza snorted and turned on the shower, watching as the stream of water hit the marble-floor with a splash. She sighed, looking at me, "That's a waste of water, Jellal."

    "Shhh," I put a finger to my lips, "She'll hear us."

    "Over this?" She pointed at the showerhead, "I don't think so." Erza closed her eyes, untying her bun, her crimson hair flowing down over her shoulders - a gorgeous waterfall.

    I tutted, crossing my arms and leaning against the door, "What? You want to shower with me, Erzy?"

    She lifted an eyebrow, not answering, "Wow, I never-"

    I realized she wasn't talking about my question, but rather at what she was looking at. A tall mirror was placed on one end of the bathroom.

    But what was more curious was that only my reflection was showing.

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