You got it! :D (totallywashopingforthis)

Watching Jellal walk in circles would have been a lot more amusing if Erik couldn't literally feel the anger coming off of him in waves.

"Will you untie me now?" he asked hopefully. Jellal stopped pacing and glowered at him.

"No." He snapped. "I'm thinking about what I should give Gajeel as a thank-you present for finding you. Maybe your severed head." Erik winced.

"Don't you think you're being a bit… over-the-top about this?" he asked hopefully. Jellal was usually a reasonable person. A fist slammed into the wall next to Erik's face. Jellal knelt down.

"'Over-the-top'?" He hissed quietly. "What the hell does that mean?"

"You seem very angry," Erik noted helpfully.

"Who wouldn't be angry?" Jellal yelled. "You ate all of my cereal and faked your death! For three years!"

"In my defense, I was very drunk."

"FOR THREE YEARS?"

"…Yes."