Being a cat, Frosch was able to slip through many holes and cracks so he could explore many places. He hadn't explored much of the castle but he remembered one time he gone through one hole that led to a room where a spinning wheel was. Juvia had never seen one before except for illustrations of them in old books.

"How does this thing work?" She asked herself. "I've never spun before."

Juvia tried to use the spinning wheel to turn the flax she had made from the nettles into thread but she failed every time. For so many hours she tried and tried, working her fingers to the bone, and not stopping to rest for a minute but no matter what she did she just couldn't do it. It was impossible.

"Oh..." She sighed."If I can't turn this flax into thread I won't be able to make the tapestry which means...I'll never be able to go home."

"I wish I could help." Frosch said brushing up against her legs.

"What will my family think? They don't even know where I am."

"If the goblin king won't send you home then maybe your family will find you."

"No Frosch, my family is in another world and they would never think to look for me here. They'll never find me."

She was so sad and was beginning to lose hope of ever succeeding the task she had been assigned to do. Fearing that she would be stuck in this strange world forever and that she would never see her family again.

Frosch felt so sorry for Juvia. He never had a home or a family so he didn't know how she felt but she had been so kind to him and she had befriended him so whenever she was sad he was sad too.

In the evening she went back to her room where she found that the bath tub from this morning was gone and a delicious dinner had once again been left for her. She ate her supper and split it with Frosch while wondering who kept leaving all these nice things for her. When she finished her meal she decided that she would find out tonight who her mysterious friend was.

Later when night fell she changed into her night gown and crawled into her bed but she only pretended to go to sleep. For many hours she laid in bed quietly while trying not to fall asleep but it was a difficult task because trying to use that spinning wheel had made her so tired. She was almost asleep when she heard the sound of the door to her room creak open. She opened one eye and watched as something small flew into her room. The small thing then grew bigger revealing itself to be a woman with long white hair, wearing a dress of pink flower petals, and on her back was a pair of purple butterfly wings.

"Who are you?" Juvia asked sitting up from bed.

The white haired, winged woman became stiff. Then she shrunk herself down and tried to fly away but in her haste to get away she accidentally flew into the door and fell down. Juvia jumped from her bed, then bent down to where she had fallen.

"Are you okay?" Juvia asked picking her up with great care. She sat in the palm of her hand, trembling but she nodded. "You're...You're a fairy."

For a moment Juvia felt like she was six years old again, back when she believed that fairies existed and was always looking for them in her mother's garden. Even when she got older and stopped believing in them she still enjoyed reading and hearing stories about fairies. She couldn't believe that right now, at this very moment she was holding a real live fairy.

"Wow. You're as beautiful as I always thought fairies would be. Were you the one leaving all those stuff for me?"

"Yes." The fairy admitted.

"Do you have a name?"

"Yes, it's Mirajane. I'm...I'm Gray's head maid and cook. I heard about you and your issue and you seemed so nice...I thought that I would make things a little easier for you. But please don't tell his majesty about me, he doesn't like it when we help humans."

"Your secret is safe with me and I want to thank you for the food and the bath and for cleaning my clothes. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No thank you. Just don't tell anyone that I've been helping you."

"Of course. Will Gray hurt you if he finds out?"

"Oh heavens no." Mirajane giggled. "He does act rather scary but he would never really hurt anyone. Not like his devil of a father would however he will have me removed from the castle and finding work when you're a fairy is so difficult nowadays."

"I see. May I ask you a question?"

"You may."

"You changed your size earlier, how do you do that? I thought fairies were always small."

"We change our shape to suit our needs anytime as long as we have our wings. If we lose them we're stuck in our original size."

"Amazing. You know I find it kind of funny that you serve a goblin king, I always thought goblins ate fairies."

"That's disgusting! Where did you here that rubbish?"

"Technically I didn't hear it. I read it in a book."

"Well this book of yours is poorly written. True goblins and fairies don't get along but we don't eat each other."

"I guess I don't that much about fairies."

"So I know that you've been having trouble with spinning the flax into thread."

"Yes. It's impossible."

"Not really. What you'll be using is a spinning wheel that's used by fairies." She said. "So it's magic. I'll show you how to use it properly."

"You will? Oh thank you. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome but please don't tell anyone."

"Don't worry I won't." Juvia promised. "My goodness it's gotten really late...I better get to bed."

"I'll see you in the morning."

She spread her wings and flew from Juvia's hand, out the door. Juvia closed the door and went to bed where she fell fast asleep. In the morning after eating another wonderful breakfast prepared by Mirajane, Juvia went to once again try to use the spinning wheel only this time Mirajane showed her how.

"Just put the flax on the wheel while it spins." Mirajane instructed.

"Alright."

"I hope Gray isn't spying on us. If he is I'm definitely going to need to look for new work."

"You know I don't understand how you and so many other servants put up with Gray. After seeing his behavior and how so many creatures are afraid of him you'd think that he's an absolute monster."

"Yes he does cause a lot of trouble but he's no monster. To be honest he behaves more like a spoiled child than a monster but once you get to know him he's not so bad. I've known him ever since he was baby, in fact I was his nurse maid."

"You were his nurse maid? But you look like you're the same age as him."

"Fairies and other creatures here have very long lives and a very slow aging process."

"How old is Gray?"

"He's not that much older than you, he's seventeen."

"Really? Huh."

"His father is centuries old."

"You know I'd like to know about this father of his. Who is he?"

"He's the owl priest and he's just terrible. He's cruel, abusive, vindictive, he's the real monster around here."

"How does he treat Gray?"

"He says that he loves him but I don't believe that brute loves anyone but himself and he's always obsessed with finding a way to take over other worlds."

"Can he do that?"

"No and I'm grateful he can't. It's bad enough that he makes all of us suffer, I can't bear the thought of him making others suffer like all of us."

"I've never seen him around here before."

"And I hope that you don't ever meet him. Where do you think Gray gets his hatred for humanity from?"

Juvia was about to say something else when she noticed that the flax on the spinning wheel was starting to become thread.

"It's working." She said smiling.

"Just keep putting the flax on the wheel when it spins and it will all turn to thread. It will take a few days for the process to be completed but I hope that I've made your work easier."

"You have. Thank you."

"I need to get started on breakfast for Gray and Briar. Will you be alright doing this on your own."

"I'll be fine. Thank you for everything."

Mirajane flew out of the room leaving Juvia to continue her work.