Note: The flip phone did not exist until the 1990's but for the purpose of this story it existed in the 1980's
When Wendy left the empty flat and went to see what her parents were doing, she found that they both had to go to work this weekend which meant after they left she would be able to get her friends out of the house without any of them being seen. However her parents were not expecting her to stay at the house alone all day and planned to ask a neighbor to watch her. Wendy quickly thought of something to tell them to prevent that from happening.
"My teacher is coming to pick me up so she can take me and some of my classmates to the library and other historical places so that we can get more information for our projects." Wendy had told them.
"Really? Well in that case I think I'll stick around a little longer to meet this teacher of yours." Erza had said.
"Sorry Mom but by the time she arrives to pick me up you'll already be at work."
"Can't she come a little earlier?"
"No."
"I'm sure if I called her and asked-"
"No! No. No she's already has a whole schedule worked out and I'm the last one she's picking up. She's a real stickler for staying on a schedule once she's got it all set up. There's no way she can get here earlier or make any changes to that schedule."
"In that case I'm afraid I can't let you go with her."
"What? Why?"
"Because I've never met this woman."
"But she's my teacher Mom. It's not like she's a stranger."
"She's a stranger to me and I'm not letting you go somewhere with her until I meet her first."
"But you let me sit in a classroom with her for several hours everyday."
"Sending you to school to be taught by her is one thing, you getting in a car with her to go God knows where is another. At school there are plenty of witnesses not to mention they have police security. If you go with this woman in her car there will be no police, meaning she could probably abduct you."
"Mom, Miss Strauss isn't some child stealing deviant."
"She most likely isn't but I'm taking no chances. You're not going off in a car with an adult I've never met. A lot of kids go missing that way and you won't be one of them if I anything to say about it."
"You've been watching those police dramas again haven't you? Dad and I both agree that you shouldn't watch them so much. They make you paranoid."
"Don't get sassy with me young lady." Erza warned with a calm but stern tone. "And don't forget who here is the mother and who's the child. Now if your teacher is willing to come and talk to me before I leave for work maybe I'll let you go with her but if not I'm afraid you're staying here for the day."
Wendy blew in frustration. She knew she couldn't call her teacher to come here and explain to her about a project that didn't exist. And she couldn't just leave the house anyway once both her parents were gone because number one a neighbor would be watching her and number two they had a system where they would call every hour on the home phone to check up on her whenever she was at the house without them. Luckily however, she quickly thought of another idea.
"Okay I'll call my teacher and ask her to come pick me up first." Wendy said. "She's a stickler for staying on schedule but she can be flexible."
"Tell her I'll be leaving for work in two hours." Erza said. "And if she can't make it before then, you will tell her you can't come."
"Yes Mommy." She said in an innocent and obedient voice.
Erza went into the kitchen to pour herself another cup of coffee. While she was distracted, Wendy went into her parents's bedroom and searched her mother's closet for an outfit that a teacher would wear yet something her mother wouldn't recognize easily. After combing through the hangers, she picked out a yellow button up blouse and a pair decent pants. The outfit had been given to Erza at her last birthday but she never wore it because she didn't think yellow was a good color on her unless it was a yellow swimsuit or pajamas. She took that outfit, along with her mother's hair brush, make-up, and a pair of her heels, then went back to the empty flat.
"Lucy do you think you could pass for a school teacher?" Wendy asked her.
"I guess, why?" She asked.
"Because I need you to pretend to be my teacher."
"What?"
"My parents have work today and they're planning on leaving someone here to watch me. I told them that my teacher would be taking me and my class out today to do that project I told them about. But Mom will only call off the sitter and let me leave if she meets my teacher first. Now obviously she can't meet my real teacher so I need her to meet a fake one. Do you think you could make that work?"
"I can try."
"Good. Now put these on." She said handing Lucy the outfit and shoes.
"Will they fit me?"
"I hope so."
Lucy went into another room in the flat and changed into the clothes Wendy had given her. They were a little big on her but she was able to get it to where no one would notice. Lucy then brushed out her hair, pulled it hair up into a neat and proper bun, and added a little subtle make up to her face. It had been far too long since Lucy had done this to herself, after all she had been dead for a century and hair and make up aren't really a priority when you're dead. She found that her hair had become very tangled and it was a bit of chore to get it straight but when she finished she discovered that she had actually missed getting herself ready like this.
"So how do I look?" Lucy asked Wendy when she finished.
"Very convincing." Wendy answered.
"I'll say." Gray said. "I think I'm getting flashbacks to my school house days...Those were not happy times."
"I think you look pretty like that." Juvia said.
"I'd be hot for that teacher." Natsu grinned lecherously.
Lucy rolled her eyes in irritation at his comment.
"Okay now I just need to get you out the back door, you go around to the front, and knock." Wendy instructed Lucy.
"Alright I'll-Oh!"
"What?"
"These shoes, they're really...Painful."
"You've never worn high heels before?"
"If I did, I haven't worn them for a long time and it would seem that I've forgotten what they felt like."
"We'll worry about that later. Just get to the backdoor. My dad is already gone and I'll distract my mom from seeing you."
The two of them left the flat and went downstairs. Wendy talked with Erza to keep her busy so that Lucy could sneak out the back door. After that she approached the front door, looked at herself in the glass of the window to make sure she looked presentable, and knocked on the door. Erza answered it.
"Hello Mrs. Fernandes." Lucy said with a friendly smile. "I'm Wendy's teacher, Luc- I mean Mirajane. Mirajane Strauss. It's nice to finally meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." Erza greeted in a friendly manner. "Would you like to come in?"
"Sure."
The two women walked into the living room where they sat down and chatted for about half an hour. It wasn't anything deep, Erza just asked Lucy a few questions about this "Project" the kids were doing.
"I apologize for making you change your schedule but we had never met before and I didn't think it would be safe to let Wendy go somewhere with an adult I don't know." Erza said.
"Don't worry about it. It was no trouble at all." Lucy said. "And honestly your reasons are very understandable. But I promise you your daughter will be in good hands."
"If I may ask, where are you taking her and the other children?"
"Oh just places that provide historical information like the library...And...Landmarks and uh...Uh...Antique shops."
"Antique shops?"
"They have a lot of items with history and there's a person there who can tell you about the history of the object."
"I suppose that makes sense." Erza said looking a little unsure. "What time will you bring her back?"
"Oh um...We'll be back at-"
"Nine o'clock." Wendy interjecting.
"That's awfully late for a school project isn't it?"
"Yeah but after we do some reading and getting information, we're also going to see a show. A theater production about how the town was founded. Right Miss Struass?"
"Yes! Yes we are." Lucy said.
"That's weird, I've never heard of any one making a theater production about the town being founded." Erza said.
"It's an amateur production."
"Oh...Well if you're going to be gone for that long I better give Wendy some money for food and possibly for the show. Also I'll need your mobile phone number Miss Struass."
"Mobile phone?" Lucy inquired due to having never heard of such a thing.
"Hers is broken." Wendy said.
"Then how did you call her?"
"I called the home phone. You can just call me on my flip phone Mom."
Erza looked at her daughter and her daughter's supposed school teacher skeptically. She felt like there were some holes in what they were saying but the woman claiming to be Wendy's teacher seemed to have an honest face and she could always call Wendy to check up on her if she got worried.
"So can I go Mom?" Wendy asked.
"I guess. But I'll still be calling you a few times and you better answer or I'll come find you."
"Yes ma'am."
"We'll we better get going." Lucy said. "It was nice meeting you Mrs. Fernandes."
"It was nice meeting you too Miss Struass and I hope you have a good time Wendy." Erza said with a smile.
Lucy and Wendy went out the front door but hid and waited until Erza left in her car before signaling Natsu to let them back in the house. The first part of their plan had worked almost perfectly, now for part two.