So welcome to Fairy Tail Christmas Week! I was so excited for it that I actually wrote this 2 weeks ago lol. Just a bunch of Nalu fluff, with a little added craziness of the guild. Because really, what's Fairy Tail without a fight?

Day 1 (Winter/Snow): The Unusual Snow Day

DISCLAIMER: AT THIS POINT I'M NOT EVEN SURE I'D WANT TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THAT TRAIN WRECK OF FEELS.


Natsu had never liked snow. It was too cold, too wet, and reminded him entirely too much of the ever-present Ice Princess. Therefore he spent his winters either bundled up at the guild roasting (and stuffing his face with) marshmallows with Happy, or on missions that took him outside of Magnolia and as close to the southern hemisphere as he could possibly get.

This was what he did every year, because as he put it, "Why would you wanna hang out in the cold when you could be inside a volcano somewhere battling a dragon?" To which everybody around him rolled their eyes and sighed in amusement. It was kind of an annual tradition. So everyone was completely stunned when he showed up at the guild one day, bundled in a snowsuit and yelling, "SNOW DAY! EVERYONE GET YOUR ASSES UP AND OUT THE DOOR! ANYONE WHO DOESN'T WANT TO CAN FIGHT ME!"

And then he was gone.

Naab — who had been so startled when Natsu barged in that he ended up tripping over his own feet — crashed into Cana, who choked on her beer and doubled over, coughing. The beer that had been flown out of her gasping mouth landed on Freed (also known as the biggest germophobe in all of Fiore) who screamed bloody murder and caused Romeo, who was standing nearby, to accidentally light Gray's hair on fire. Gray let out a yell and doused his head with whatever drink Laxus had been holding, and Levy — when she had jumped up to see if he was okay — was washed away by a giant wave that swept her into the nearest wall with a crash. Obviously, every eye in the room was on a furious Juvia who muttering something incoherent about another "Love Rival".

That was when true disaster struck. Gajeel, in his haste (he swears that it was just a leisurely saunter) to get to where Levy lay in a dazed heap, bumped into the bar and sent a slice of perfectly good, beautifully frosted strawberry cheesecake sprawling to the ground with a quiet splat that rang throughout the now deathly silent guild hall.

Erza dropped the sword she had been sharpening (and re-sharpening, when she deemed that "sharp" wasn't quite sharp enough) with a loud clang, and twisted around slowly, as if somehow possessed by a mechanical doll. Her eyes glowed red with fury, and a single tear streamed from her left eye.

"Gajeel Redfox," she hissed almost inaudibly, "HOW DARE YOU?! YOU WASTED A PERFECTLY GOOD SLICE OF MY FAVOURITE CAKE!" She pounced, screaming hysterically, "EAT IT! BOW DOWN TO THE FLOOR AND EAT IT," as Gajeel tried in vain to get away from the raging woman.

Needless to say, it was quite a while before anyone actually made it outside that day.

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Meanwhile, at Magnolia Park:

Natsu shivered as he stooped to pick up a handful of pure white snow. With gloved fingers, he began to roll it over the ground, steadily collecting more as it grew in size. He stopped, satisfied, when it became a perfect sphere that was roughly a head or two shorter than Wendy. He then repeated the process twice more, making each snowball slightly smaller than the last.

"Natsu, that's an incredible snowman!" Lucy stood behind him in awe, gazing at the frosty statue that was almost taller than Gajeel. Given how much shorter Natsu was in comparison, it was hard to believe that he was able to stack snow that high. "And those are perfect spheres, too. I can't believe you had enough self-control not to accidentally melt it." She commented.

He watched her as she chattered lightly about something she had heard from Mira that day, dressed snugly in a puffy pink parka with a set of fuzzy white earmuffs atop her head. She looked like a cotton candy-colored bunny, with her cheeks stained bright red from the cold and eyes sparkling with excitement. In other words, pretty damn adorable.

You have no idea just how much self-control I have, Natsu thought wryly.

"Thanks for hanging out with me today, Natsu. I really appreciate how you're tolerating the cold for me," Lucy continued softly, turning around to face him with that same smile that left him weak in the knees every time she flashed it.

"No prob, Luce! And it's not like I could just leave you by yourself so close to Christmas. We're partners, after all."

"That's so true. Besides, it's not like you'd know what to do without me. I am the brains of the operation." She replied nonchalantly.

"Yeah, I — hey!" He protested, poking her in the side as she giggled, the blood rushing to his cheeks as he turned away from the musical sound.

Lucy paid no notice, flopping backwards into the snow with a soft floomph. "Natsu, come make snow angels with me!" He obliged with a good-natured roll of the eyes and a grin, laying down beside her and stretching out his limbs in preparation for creating the biggest, awesomest wings ever.

"Mine is gonna be the best snow angel you've ever seen. And that includes yours." He announced. She smirked back.

"You're on!"

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An hour later, the pair lay panting and exhausted in a snowbank in the middle of the park. Lucy had won the snow angel competition, leaving Natsu to challenge her to a rematch FOUR more times until she had gotten bored with it and hit him directly in the face with a handful of snow. The snowball fight that had ensued left them breathless and completely soaked from head to toe, but they were laughing so hard that it didn't even matter that Natsu was covered in his least favourite element of all time.

"Natsu?" Came the quiet voice. It was hesitant, almost shy.

"Yeah, Luce?"

"... I'm cold."

His heart thumped. "Come here, then." She moved closer as he wrapped his arm around her waist, revving up his body temperature with a little magic.

"Mmm," she snuggled closer, worn out from their daily escapade. Smiling, he stroked his free hand through her tangled mass of hair, coming out the little bits of snow that had yet to melt.

"Hey Natsu?" She said sleepily.

"Hmm?"

"I... think I like you," she murmured. He froze, a lock of her golden hair still entwined within his fingers.

"... What did you just say?" He managed to ask, almost burning her as he lost control of his magic for a split second. Calm down. It's not what you think. Wait for her to answer. But there was no reply. The celestial spirit mage had fallen asleep within a matter of seconds.

Natsu turned his head so he could see her face, mind still reeling from her unconscious confession. She probably won't even remember when she wakes up, and I know that if I bring it up she's gonna freak. Do I just leave it? He pondered dazedly for a while, until suddenly, he felt something wet touch down on his cheek. Looking up he saw snowflakes, slowly drifting down in a pattern so graceful that it almost looked like they were dancing. But to his astonishment, he wasn't cold. Not in the slightest. He looked down at the girl in his arms; marveled at how soft and adorable and warm she was, even as they lay half buried in the snow. He pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead and chucked. What a weirdo.


Lol. This was fun to write. Nalu is so adorable that I couldn't resist using them for the grand opening.

Stay tuned! I'll be posting Day 2 (Shopping/Presents) tomorrow. (Hint: Jerza incoming ;D)

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Lotsa love,

Tiffany, out.