Dinner?

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Hi, my name is Artemis; it's a pleasure that you even attempted to click to open the browser window to read my fanfiction. So first and foremost, THANK YOU.

Next, this is just an early warning that I have my very own crack parings here. If you do not like the sound of Pantherlily x Shagotte, Droy x Lisanna, Jet x Juvia and Wendy x Romeo, it might be advisable to avoid Chapter 3, " Dear God, are you there? Please, answer my prayer." Also, advisable to skip the first half of Chapter 5 "D-Day, or should I say, D-night?" Although if you have nothing against it, please, do check it out. I think those particular crack parings are really cute.

Lastly, feel free to point out any errors or amendments that might be made to improve my story. Also, if it is not too much trouble, please give me a review. I look forward to hearing your opinions on my story.

Thank you and please enjoy my story! Artemis

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima. My name is Artemis. By inference, you would know that Fairy Tail does not belong to me. Which, in this case, the inference was 100% accurate. Fairy Tail does not belong to me.

Chapter 1

Box Of Doom

"WHAT?" a look of disbelief crossed Erza Scarlet's face.

"Just hurry up and pick one." Mirajane grumbled. Really, was it too much to just stick your hand into the box and pick out a name? It wasn't as if she was going to lock them up together in a closet for a whole week (even though she might very much like to). Was it THAT inhumane? Sheesh.

"OH COME ON! It's just a dinner partner! I have never ever seen the look of fear on your face for the longest time already. Don't tell me the fearless Titania is scared of going to dinner! Why? Afraid that the guy you pick will reduce you to rubble?" Mirajane taunted.

Erza sighed. The Fairy Lights Festival was coming up soon and Mirajane had taken the trouble to book the most fancy restaurant in the district, 8 Island, for Fairy Tail. However, the seating was particularly troublesome, as the tables were exceedingly small and could only seat two people comfortably and Mirajane would not hear of them eating on the floor. As such, she decided that she asked the boys to write down their names on slips of paper, put them in the box, and let the girls pick a random guy. However, knowing Mirajane and her matchmaking intents, Erza knew there was more to it than met the eye.

" So you don't believe me? Fine. I'll take a name out of the hat myself!" Mirajane announced, before picking out a name. Erza jumped over to peek at who it was.

"…" Mirajane stood there, stumped.

"MY GOSH it's Freed!" Erza exclaimed.

"Kay, now you do it! Or do you have no courage like I always thought?" Mirajane, who had quickly gained back her composure, asked.

"FINE!" Erza pulled out a slip of paper and recoiled in horror when she saw the name.

"No… not… him…" Erza whole body was shaking violently as her armoured hand gripped the handwritten note even more tightly, slowly scrunching the paper up. She uncoiled her hand and blinked before daring to look at it again.

She had not seen wrongly. In his unmistakable handwriting lay HIS name. THE name. The one Erza had last wanted to see.

"Gray Fullbuster" it read.

Erza pulled the note back to herself before scrunching it up violently.

"No…no…NO!" Erza yelled to herself. Oh why on the glories of heaven had she gotten HIM! What could ruin a lovely evening worse than that stripping freak who was trying to pass off as a HUMAN?

Then again, she mused to herself, it could have been worse. She could have gotten Natsu the stupid fire breathing pig that would eat all her food by himself or endure Elfman's never-ending talks about manliness.

But STILL. HIM?