To be honest, I really don't know why I wrote this, but I did. A little sequel that kind of fits with the other Mystwalker one-shot that I did. I hope you guys enjoy. I don't own Fairy Tail.


How the heck did they get into this situation? Her, claded in nothing but her underwear and him in a ... towel. If anything, she blames that little demon who came to Edolas and when she sees her, she will personally rip out her entrails and ensure that she never steps foot in Edolas again.

"Erza, don't be so upset, it's not like we're stuck here forever," Jellal reminded her calmly. He's been in a lost worse situations, so this isn't so bad. "Besides, it's not like you're wearing anything you wouldn't be comfortable with since your armor's basically the same." Jellal, there are some things that you shouldn't say.

"Your Highness, do me a favor and shut up for a couple of minutes," she commanded harshly. His calm personality wasn't doing anything to help them get out of the situation and it's his fault that that demon child even came to begin with! You see the situation was like this...

"Jel-chan, I can back for another visit!" Faye announced as she ran into Jellal's office with Erza Knightwalker being unhappily dragged along by the strong, but small girl. "And this time, I think I might be able to stay for the entire day than for a couple of hours."

"Oh, isn't that good? Then you help help me for the day with all this paperwork." Since when did the ruler have to do so much of this? But if he didn't, then a certain captain would tie him to a chair and make him write every single form and fill it out by , that would be hell. "So why did you kidnap Captain- I mean Erza from the training grounds?"

"Because it's been so long since I've seen Erza-san and I've got honey, so I thought that it would be a good idea if we could make a cake with it! Besides, I didn't get to eat any of the cake from last time. Look it smells really good, " she mentioned as she opened the rather large jar.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I got the cake thrown in my face-"

"That is because you didn't bother to use your brain when you were speaking to me!" Erza mention fiercely. "And how much longer are you going to cling onto me?! I've got other things to do today-" Erza tried to throw her off, but her movement caused Faye to fall down and the open jar of honey flew up into the air and somehow spilled on Erza and Jellal.

"Oops... But I've got another jar of honey, so it should be fine!"

"Like that matters in this situation...," Erza grumbled out, trying to get the sticky substance out of her clothes.

"I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault, Faye. But we should probably get cleaned," he thought aloud as he examined his honeyed clothing. "How about you get started on that cake?"

"I'll wash your clothes before that. If the honey dries, then it'll be even harder to clean. You two can use Jel-chan's bathroom since this room's connected to his room." True, this would be a hard situation to explain to bystanders and it would be unusual to see the King and the fearsome Captain to be coated in honey.

...After that, everything went downhill. They were planning on taking separate showers, meaning they wouldn't be in the bathroom at the same time, but then she got pushed in and the door got locked from the outside. Which doesn't make sense since the lock is on the inside. This could have been that demon's plan the entire time...

"Is it really that terrible being in this room with me?"

"Yes," she stated bluntly. "Why does that demon child enjoy coming here and visiting you in the first place?"

"If I knew, I'd answer that question. Woh... Erza you just got the look like you wanted to murder me." That's because she does.

"Why are you calling me by my first name? Isn't that only when that demon's around?"

"It just grew on me." And he's been wanting to call her like that ever since they were kids. Before he had called her Miss Knightwalker because that was appropriate, then to General Knightwalker because it was her current title. But his sincerity was like poison to her.

Ergh... The only reason why she didn't kick the door open was because she couldn't guarantee that the door would make it out alive and it'd be awkward if someone asked why she was locked in the King's bathroom.

"How long is that little demon going to take?"

"It looks like she wanted to leave us alone on purpose, so about another hour?" Erza mentally groaned. "Why don't you take a shower to get that honey out of your hair?"

'You perverted King," she mumbled out loudly.

"It's not like I'll look." He was a gentleman in that sense. "Besides, what would the point of this be if both of us don't get cleaned?"

Erza reluctantly sighed and made the man in front of her swear not to look. Despite the fact that she wears super revealing clothing, she's still uncomfortable with someone seeing her naked body, it's kind of weird.

Meanwhile, in another part of the castle, Faye was happily baking a cake for the two locked up in the bathroom. Her plan was going perfectly. Mission Make Those Two Talk It Out was underway! She just hopes that her conversation with Erza was a little helpful to Jellal.


"Little demon, why are you here?! I thought you went home!"

"Obviously, to make sure that you and Jel-chan properly have a talk about your feelings." Faye noticed that Erza was refusing to blush, so she continued, "After all, last time, I properly understood how much you like Jel-chan."

"W-What are you talking about?"

"Well, when you ate the cake last time, was it sweet and delicious?" Erza didn't answer. The cake was good, until that so-called King try to spoon feed her which she could properly do herself! "You see, I added something when you two weren't looking. It's a rare magical ingredient, if the cake turned out delicious, then that means you two have mutual feelings for each other."

"How does that work? You were there too!"

"But you two worked on the cake, while I was making sure that you didn't leave. Just give Jel-chan a chance, I'm sure you two would be a nice couple."


Faye put the cake in the oven and prepared the cream. "Now if only something would happen this time," she said, putting the honey in the cream.

The water was running and Jellal was saying nothing as Erza was ridding her hair of the sticky substance. The silence was somewhat awkward and stuffy. Jellal tired to break it by started a conversation, "So... How's it going?" Jellal, you're bad at this.

"Beside our current situation, not that well," Erza muttered with disgust from memory of a previous conversation. She swears that all of her suffering today had came from that person!

"Hm? Did that 'little demon' do something to you?" Erza refused to answer, so Jellal took it as a yes. "I'm sure whatever she said she means well, Erza." Erza gave a 'hmph!', which made Jellal asked, "So what'd she tell you? That she wanted to play dress up and make cakes with you?"

"I don't think it's any of your concern, King," she spat out.

"Hm... then it's a girls' conversation that I'm not suppose to listen to?"

Erza wouldn't call it that either, but she would do anything to stop the conversation. "Yes." She turned the water off and retrieved a towel from the nearby hook. Making sure, that the towel was fully covering certain assets of her's. "Instead of having a conversation like that, why don't you try to think of a way for us to get out of here?"

"Well, I have thought of a way, but there's something that I need to talk to you about, Erza."

Her eye twitched and she didn't dare move. "About what?"

"Well Faye told me something very interesting the last time she was here." Jellal took a step forward, while Erza tried to move backwards. "She told me something about how you feel towards me." Shit, didn't she only know now? "I would like to confirm it."

"W-what?"

"She told me, that you didn't hate me, instead you're attracted to me," he said, creeping up near her. She can't really describe his face, but it was...handsome in a rather sadistic way and really close to hers. Sheesh, what has the fearsome Fairy Hunter become? "Is that true?"

"You-" When Erza tried to move away from him, she ended up slipping on the wet bathtub ceramic and trying not to fall by holding onto to the closet thing, which was Jellal's shoulder, but instead of helping her, he only assisted he making both of them fall.

Erza didn't exactly know what to think when her King was this close to her, but she somehow couldn't help herself. Jellal found himself kissing her back. Through that single act, they can demonstrate a thousand words, that they wouldn't have the confidence nor the patience to say or to listen to.

While that on it's own is good, there is a bit of a problem... The door opened and a happy Faye was carrying a tray of cake and changes of clothes. "Erza-san, Jel-chan, sorry for the long wait-" Once Faye saw the two extremely close to each other in nothing but towels, she decided to do one thing. "I'm sorry for intruding!"

"King, get off me, so I ensure that girl doesn't say anything."

"She won't. Besides, I want to stay like this with you like this," he muttered into her ear. She cringed a little at the feeling of his hot breath in her ear.

Suddenly, she kicked him and said, "In your perverted dreams, Jellal!"

Jellal smiled. She so cute when she's blushing. He got out of the bathtub and walked over to her. Grabbing her shoulder he whispered, 'We should do things like this more often."

"Stop doing that," she demanded, kicking his leg so he would let go of her.

"Want to eat cake after we finishing getting dressed?"

"Put no some clothes and then I'll talk to you seriously," she stated, acting like nothing had happened just a few short minutes ago.

Jellal kissed Erza's forehead while she was distracted and she immediately blushed. "So cute." It was fun to play around with her like this, her expressions were truly amusing. Besides, he just wasn't the type of person who could be courted by normal methods.

Erza gritted her teeth and was giving off a murderous aura. "STOP DOING THAT YOU IDIOT OF A KING!" Ah, Erza's fuse broke. In the background,. Faye was giggling. The plan was a success! Those two really are a good couple. "Why are you trying to feed me? I can properly feed myself!"

"But I want to," he whined like a child.

"I am not a child and neither are you now let me eat the freaking cake by myself!"

"Ah, there's cream on your cheek." He leaned in closer and licked the white cream off Erza's cheek. "Oh, so that's why she brought the honey. It tastes sweet."

"How many times are you going to do that?!"

"Seriously, how can you be so cute, Erza?"


Hopefully that wasn't too terrible. And if you have the time, I've also begun writing a Mystwalker multi-chapter story, so please read the first part of the story below and I would like to hear your opinion on it. Please and thank you.


Once there was a girl who longed to be a knight to serve her beloved home country. However, she was raised with strict traditions. She was never to pick up a sword. She was meant to be a perfect, obedient wife; this was her destiny deemed by her family. But no matter how much her father had forced her to learn dance, etiquette, and other skills benefiting a wife, she could not stray away from the sword. She learned her skills by herself, without the help of her elder brother or other family members. If they found out, they would only imprison her further into a mask that did not belong to her.

There was something addicting to swordplay, to fighting, to the thrill of being able to protect that she could not free herself from. Perhaps it was the fact that she could prove her strength. Perhaps it was because a knight had suited her much more than the title of a simple noblewoman. Perhaps it was because she felt truly like herself when she held those weapons in her hands.

It was a shame, her movements were as graceful as a dancer's and yet as strong as a man. It was a shame that she had to hide such talent away from the world. If her family were to see her like this, would they envy her for her skills? Or would they be filled with shame? After all, her late mother's dearest wish was for her only daughter to have a loving husband of a high status so that she may live in leisure for the rest of her life with children to carry their blood. A strong willed girl who wields weapons is not proper for a wife. So all she can do is be their proper child. Well, to an extent.

"Erza! What have you done to your suitor this time?" an angry man asked as he slammed the door open to his daughter's quarters.

"Father, if you continue to yell like that your health will be in danger," the girl reminded him coldly as though she's done nothing wrong. Technically, she hasn't done anything wrong, by her standards.

"Don't speak to me like that young lady! What have you done to Count Neville's son?"

"Oh, that pathetic excuse for a male? He asked me what my favorite activities were and I properly answered him like how I was taught father," she told him as she had a smug smirk with what had recently happened. It was so enjoyable to see the man squirm as she told him about her love for violence and horror novels. Seeing him blanch in fear was amusing. He was far too weak for her tastes.

"Erza, you are meant to bring respect to the Knightwalker name, meaning that you do not frighten your suitors! Do you understand?"

"He was utterly pathetic, Father. Not worth to be called the fearsome General Knightwalker's son-in-law. Wouldn't having him, even if he is of noble blood, be further embarrassment to your name?" Though her words are rather cruel, she does prove a point. Erza is to find the best man suited for the Knightwalker family, that is what she decided a long time ago. That is how she will show her respect to her family despite the fact that they oppress her freedom. "Besides, the son of an only recently added noble is also an insult to our bloodline, no?"

The man sighed in defeat. "I suppose you do prove a point... Go to your studies, I expect you to improve your penmanship by dinner."