6Food
"Natsuuuu," Lucy whined, tugging in her reluctant partner's arm to get him to move. But the dragon slayer wasn't budging.
"Natsu!" she finally snapped and pinched his bicep as hard as she could, crowing in her mind when he jumped a little. "Come on, I'm hungry, I want to eat something."
He still wasn't moving simply pulled her closer to his side and to the two piping plates of food Mira had just put in front of them.
"Eat, Luce," he murmured nudging her hip while he reached for a pair of chopsticks with his free hand.
Lucy boxed his shoulder lightly and pushed the plate away from her. She looked to Mira with an apologetic wince.
"No offense, Mira-san."
"None taken," the takeover mage replied with a smile but continued to eye them with interest.
"Natsu, I'm sick and tired of eating the same thing every day. And I wanna get out of the guild, take a walk around town, do something fun," she coaxed Natsu but her just frowned at her, glancing down at his food.
"But it's not always the same thing," he protested, as usual missing half the point.
Lucy refrained from banging her head against the counter. Maybe she should bash his head against it instead… Nah, his thick skull would break diamond before it took any damage.
"You always order fire curry. And you always order spaghetti with meatballs for me!"
"So what?" he asked blithely and Lucy just about blew a gasket. Not enough that he'd ruined almost half of her manuscript that morning by sneezing fire at it, now he was even denying her lunch he'd promised to buy her as compensation. "You love spaghetti and meatballs," he added on with a shrug.
"Yes, I love spaghetti and meatballs, but not every freaking day! I can't eat so many carbs anymore!"
He looked at her in confusion and Lucy just knew what was coming. Oh, she was such an idiot.
"Crabs?" he asked, tilting his head like he always did when he didn't quite get somethibg. "Are the meatballs made of crab meat?"
Gods, what a leap of logic. Only Natsu.
"Carbs, you idiot," she snapped. Her patience worn dangerously thin. "Pasta, dough in general. Carbs! It just sticks to my butt and thighs."
She realized her error a second too late, when Natsu leaned back in his seat and cranked his head to look at her backside.
"Your butt and thighs look fine to me," he said with a shrug and went back to his food only to spit it back out when Lucy whacked his upside the head
"Pervert!" she almost screamed, but turned her attention to Mira who was giggling from behind a hand pressed tightly against her lips. "Mira-san, this isn't funny," Lucy protested and Mirajane turned away, still softly giggling.
One day. One day, Mirajane was going to get it.
But, priorities. Natsu, and her lunch.
Finally fed up with his attitude, she huffed and did what she should have done from the start.
She grabbed his ear and dragged the protesting dragon slayer out of the guild by it.
AN: This just randomly popped up in my head while I was getting ready for bed. Now, I'm not sleepy anymore, but I couldn't risk forgetting it if I waited till morning. So, here's another short, somewhat fluffy, NaLu one shot. Please tell me what you think.
