Spinning the nettles into thread was done quicker than Juvia thought. With the thread done she now has to work on the fabric.

"I'm impressed." Gray said looking at all the thread she had spun. "You're very good at spinning."

"So what should the fabric be made of? Thorns?" She asked expecting the material he would request her to use to be very painful and difficult to obtain.

"Chrystham flowers."

"Really?" She said confused.

"Yes."

"But those are soft and they won't give my hands blisters."

"You don't say." He said sarcastically.

"Well I thought that... Nevermind."

"Anyway the chrystham flowers grow between the trees of the forest. I'll have Gazel escort you there."

"Gazel? You mean Gajeel."

"Yeah sure. Once you gather enough pluck their petals and weave them into fabric."

"Alright."

"Gargle is already waiting for you at the castle entrance."

"Gajeel." She corrected.

"Whatever."

Juvia sighed in irritation before leaving the room. As soon as she was gone Briar stepped in.

"Chrystham flowers?" She said.

"What? I like their color."

"Right and you wouldn't just be doing this because they're soft and you don't want that girl to blister her hands again, would you?"

"Well she did fix up my hand when I injured it. I guess I could go easier on her."

Briar looked at him skeptically.

"You like her don't you?" She hypothesized.

"No I don't. I'm just being fair." He denied. "Though I must admit I never expected something that I hated so much to be so..."

"So what?"

He gave her a mischievous grin before answering.

"Beautiful."

"You actually think that chubby, pathetic looking creature is... Pretty?"

"Actually I think she's beautiful. Of course it doesn't mean anything, I'm just honest about how I see a woman. If I she's appealing I can admit to it even if I don't think highly of her."

"You've never said that I was beautiful."

"I know."

Her cheeks flared with rage which made his grin grow wider. He then walked away feeling pleased that he had angered that woman who hardly ever gave him any peace.

"She is too easy." He chuckled.

Meanwhile Juvia had followed Gajeel to where the chrystham flowers grew. There was a whole field of them, filled with blossoming chrysthams that were of different colors.

"They're all so beautiful." She observed. "I wonder how much would be enough to make fabric. Any idea Gajeel?"

"How would I know? I don't sew or weave." He said.

"Well I better start filling my basket."

She placed her basket on the ground and began to gather up the flowers. Frosch jumped from the basket that she had been carrying him in and helped her with the gathering.

"What's that?" Gajeel asked when he saw Frosch.

"He's not a what, he's a who." Juvia said. "And his name is Frosch."

"Hello." Frosch greeted.

"He's been living with me."

"At the castle?" Gajeel said.

"Yes."

"You can't have a pet in there."

"Well he's not exactly a pet. I mean I don't own him, he's more of a companion actually."

"Whatever you can't keep him in the castle. Gray doesn't care for animals."

"So?"

"So?! Do you wanna make him angry?"

"I can handle him when he gets angry."

"You can?"

"Sure. I handled him perfectly well the other night when he was throwing that awful tantrum."

"Whoa! You mean you were actually in the middle of all that and came back alive?"

"I'm standing right here aren't I? Wait a minute he's killed somebody?!"

"Uhhh...Technically no but he could if he was pushed too far."

"Uh-huh. I have a question, have you actually seen him hurt anyone?"

"No. I mean according to his servants he's pushed one of them once or twice during his tantrums but that's usually the worst of it."

"But he's never actually, severely harmed anyone?"

"I've never seen it but his father said that he's beaten and whipped countless of creatures here."

"And how do you know he's telling the truth?"

"Why would he lie?"

"I don't know but I have a feeling that-"

Suddenly they heard the sound of a mighty roar coming from a distance. Frosch jumped on to Juvia's leg and climbed all the way up until he was safe inside her jacket pocket.

"What on earth was that?" Juvia asked.

"Who cares? Let's get out of here!" Gajeel said starting to run away.

"Hold it." She quickly grabbed his arm. "Come on let's check it out."

"Why? It's none of our business."

But the persistent young girl pulled him along as she went in the direction of where the roar was coming from. In the square, they saw a giant like man hanging by a rope while a group of goblins were throwing stones at him and hitting him with sticks.

"Get me down from here you little creeps!" The giant said. "Stop it! Ow! No! Leave me alone!"

"Get him in the eye!" One of the little goblins said waving around a stick.

"Poor Elfman." Gajeel sighed.

"Elfman?" Juvia said.

"He's the giant hanging from the tree. He's very strong and as you clearly see big, but he'd never hurt a fly."

"Then why are they hurting him?"

"What are they doing?" Juvia asked Gajeel quietly.

"The little goblins feel inferior about their height so they often bully Elfman." He told her.

"That's terrible."

"Yes it's tragic. Now can we go?"

"No we have to help him."

"Why? It's his problem not ours."

"I will never ignore someone who's being bullied."

"How noble of you but I find it best to not get involved in situations like this. So goodbye and good luck." He tried to walk away but she grabbed him by his shirt.

"Oh no you don't." She said. "I have an idea and you're going to help me."

"What makes you think I would help you?"

"Because if you don't I'll tell Gray that you eat his weapons that are made of iron."

"How did you know I did that?"

"I didn't." She smiled deviously. "But I do now."

"Oooh! I walked right into that one. Fine what's the plan?"

"How good is your aim?"

"It's okay, why do you ask?"

"Grab a rock and do exactly as I say."

She grabbed a nearby rock as did Gajeel. When she was sure that none of the smaller goblins could see them, Juvia threw her rock at one of them.

"Hey what did you do that for?!" The goblin said turning to another one.

"Do what?" The second one asked.

"Throw a rock at me."

"I didn't do that."

"Are you calling me a liar?!"

"No I'm calling you an idiot!"

The two started to fight, Juvia then instructed Gajeel to throw his rock at another one of the goblins and a similar pattern took place. Eventually the little goblins stopped attacking Elfman and we're fighting each other.

"Wow that was actually pretty smart." Gajeel told her.

"Thank you." She said.

Seeing that they were distracted, Juvia quietly walked over to where Elfman was hanging.

"Oh no! Please don't hurt me!" He begged her.

"No it's okay. I'm going to help you."

"Really?"

"Yes. Hold on, I'll get you down." She assured him.

"Hurry! Before they get smart and realize what you're doing!"

She untied the rope which caused him to fall from the tree but due to his large size the fall had no impact on him and the goblins were still too distracted with their brawl to notice him escaping.

Juvia, Elfman, and Gajeel quickly ran back to where the flowers were.

"Are you alright?" Juvia asked Elfman.

"I am." He said. "Thank you for saving me. I've been hanging from that tree for a week."

"Oh my goodness. What a bunch of nasty little creatures, how could they do that to you?"

"They always done stuff like that to me. Though this is the first time someone has stopped them."

"What I don't get is how they can take a big guy like you." Gajeel said. "You're bigger than them."

"But they out number me. If it's one against twenty it doesn't matter if you're big or small."

"Well don't you worry, if they ever bother you again just call and we'll be there to help you." Juvia said.

"I won't." Gajeel said. "I don't do helping people."

"Eating armor." Juvia reminded.

Gajeel huffed.

"You are a devious girl."

"I grew up with an older brother. I had to be devious." She smirked playfully.