Summary: Inspired by an episode of Friends. Erza tries to make trifle…she fails abysmally.

Pairings: General friendship and family feels, Mira/Erza rivalry, and Natsu/Food.

YouTube Prompt: Erza tribute to 'She's a Rebel' by Green Day.

It was a rare moment in the guild where they were all sitting together and sharing a dinner. They used to do it all the time when they were a lot younger (at Master's insistence so he could ensure the likes of Erza and Natsu were eating their vegetables) but as they all reached the ages of fifteen and sixteen, they became increasingly rarer as they went further and further and were gone longer and longer for jobs and magical quests. So when Mira insisted on trying a new recipe for everyone, they all agreed to spend Sunday evening together for dinner.

And Erza, determined to not be out done by her rival, insisted on making the desert….which everyone was dreading as they finished their delicious dinner.

"Urgh!" Bickslow dropped his knife and fork onto his empty plate and collapsed back into his chair. "That was delicious," he declared as he rubbed his stomach, "I don't think I can eat another bite."

"I hope that's not true," Erza said with a maniacal glint in her eye, "for I have made an equally delicious desert."

Everyone gulped at that but didn't dare breath a word about the last time Erza tried to bake something…they all liked the body parts to remain intact.

"I'm sure it is," Master said in a falsely cheerful voice, "how about you go and fetch it now, Erza, while the other clear up the plates?"

"I would be honoured," Erza smiled radiantly. Everyone groaned as soon as she left the room but they had no chance to protest or complain as she quickly returned carrying a big, glass, bowl full of pudding. "Isn't it beautiful?" she asked proudly.

Everyone plastered fake smiles on their faces.

"Yeah, sure," Levy babbled, "erm…what is it?" she asked nervously.

"It's a trifle!" Erza cried out delightedly. "It has all of these layers, first there's a layer of ladyfingers, then a layer of jam, then custard, which I made from scratch I might add!" everyone widened their eyes and made cooing noises of awe and amazement which only served to stroke Erza's ego. "Then raspberries, more ladyfingers, then beef with peas and onions, custard, then bananas, and cream on top," Erza finished proudly as she placed the bowl onto the table.

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"What…" Master coughed loudly to clear his throat, "what was the one before the custard and bananas?"

"The beef?" Erza tilted her head to the side. "Yes I must admit that was weird to me too," she admitted, "but then I remembered mince pies and thought it must be like that."

"…I have suddenly discovered vegetarianism," Laxus announced, "excuse me." He then fled the table with Evergreen, Bickslow, and Freed following quickly.

"You know what?" Cana stood up abruptly. "I just remember it's been advised that you should never drink on a full stomach. So I must stop eating right now!"

"Isn't it that you should never drink on an empty stomach?" Erza frowned.

"Pfft!" Cana snorted. "Terrible advice, how else would I get drunk quicker?"

Erza narrowed her eyes at Cana, who smiled sweetly in return which only served to make Erza narrow her eyes even further….and then suddenly slump in disappointment. "I messed up….didn't I?" she asked timidly.

"Yep!" Mira cackled. "You made, by the sounds of it, half a trifle and then half a Sheppard's pie! Oh God!" she gasped between giggles. "This is priceless."

"So…" Erza mumbled, utterly depressed (though inwardly she was seething and vowing to correct this wrong….and to wipe that smug smile on Mira's face), "…I suppose no one want's trifle then?"

"Mmm…mmph…yum…I hope not," Natsu said with his mouth full. Food splattered out of his mouth and smacked Levy, Elfman, and Gray in the face as well as covering the table, "because I've eaten most of it already."

Everyone's eyes popped out and their jaws dropped open as they realised Natsu had dragged the glass bowl towards himself and had dived into the dinner/desert mash-up with great gusto. They were so shocked and horrified that someone would actually eat that concoction that the thought to scold Natsu on his table manners didn't occur to them.

"Are you eating that?!" Gray yelped disbelievingly.

"Sure!" Natsu chirped out cheerfully. "I love it."

"You do?!" Erza squealed delightedly.

"Are you kidding me?!" Gray cried out sceptically.

"No," Natsu frowned at Gray, "I mean, what's not to love?" he asked obliviously to everyone else's disgusted facial expressions. "Custard, good. Jam, good. Beef," Natsu growled in contentment, "good!"

Gray stared at Natsu in revolted silence. "…You're disgusting," he concluded.

The family dinner abruptly ended in another typical brawl after Natsu shoved the last of Erza's trifle into Gray's face.