Komenisei! Komenisei! Komenicei! I'm soooooooooooooo sorry.

I didn't feel like writing for a week, even though I already planned it out, I revised it. Then that one was sucky, so I wrote a new one. Then, to make up for being so late, I made it really long. It was 7,000 words and counting.

Then I couldn't find it and I was crying. Then I got mad, so I decided to skip this chapter, but then I thought that would be mean, so I'm going to write what happens with Erza and the Happy (a really short chapter) with a sneak peak of what's happening on Dysis' and Loke's trip.

I'll continue what happened to Juvia and Gray in chapter 17, but it won't be long since I have to rewrite it, for the FOURTH TIME! Please don't get mad at me. I am really, very, truly sorry.

Disclaimer: i DoN't OwN fAiRyTaIl.

The longest title yet. I felt bad, so I named Happy too.

Tiger MIA kind of, this is about Erza, the Crew, and Happy

(Normal POV)

Erza stopped at a tavern to ask for directions to Strawberry Delight, the name of the bakery. The wagon was in front of her, and somewhere along the road, there were some unlucky thieves lying unconscious and tied up.

Happy was contently talking to one of the cooks who had given him some fish. The rest of the crew had all taken a break and were chatting happily when a loud crash came from the tavern.

Inside the tavern, stood a pissed off, armored Titania, a broken bar, and three unconscious guys, and a whole bunch of other drunken scared guys.

"Listen here!" Erza yelled. All eyes were on her. "It's extremely rude to immediately hit on a woman as soon as she walks in. Men nowadays should treat women with respect and dignity. I came to simply ask for some directions and what I get instead, are drunken men, with no sense of responsibility, respect, dignity, curtesy, kindness, or regard of other people."

The drunken scared men cowered together into a corner at her speech. "Now, where are the directions for Strawberry Delight?" Erza demanded.

One man, who was brave enough to talk to Erza, stepped up and gave her directions in a shaky voice.

"Thank you." With that, Erza turned and walked out the door. All the men sighed in relief.

Outside, the crew had stopped whatever it was they were doing to stare. Happy was still happily eating his fish.

"Well, off we go. There's no time to waste." Erza said and briskly started off pulling her luggage after her. The rest of the crew scrambled after her and rushed to clean up. Happy took off into the air, his fish already finished.

"That's Erza for ya."

Three hours later, Erza walked into the intended bakery and ordered 30 strawberry cheesecakes, 20 chocolate mousse cakes with strawberries, 15 fruit cakes, 15 strawberry tarts, 10 strawberry ice cream cakes, 5 red velvet cakes with strawberry cream cheese, 3 strawberry flavored cupcakes, and 1 blueberry cheesecake for herself. She ordered 1 regular strawberry cake for the crew.

The crew, amazed by her large appetite for cakes and sweets, thanked her and they made it back on their original path a lot faster than they had expected. Erza had gotten to know Yale and Danny a lot better, and while everyone had talked and gotten to know one another better and all had a merry time, someone was watching form high up.

Tharon smiled wickedly as he watched Titania and that stupid flying cat talk and enjoy themselves.

"Hmph. Enjoy yourselves when you can. Just wait until we attack." He flipped his small dagger in the air and as he caught it, he sliced his finger. A drop of dark, dark, dark, red blood so dark it was almost black. He licked it and smiled a cold menacing smile.

(Dysis' POV)

I had to keep my guard down in order to talk to Elma. She was really shy, sweet, innocent, shy, meek, cute, adorable, smart, and shy. Did I mention shy? Well, she was shy to the point where she was shut off from the rest of the world. Or was she shut off that she became shy. I'm not exactly sure. Keeping my guard down this long is driving me insane, but at the same time, I wanted to talk to her. She's just so, I don't know how to explain it. She's basically, the exact opposite of me, except for both of us being smart and shy/shut off.

We had reached Oakland, the town on the edge of the Oak Forest. Elma and I decided to stretch our legs for a little bit and to go pick out some food for our picnic. Then Playboy tagged along, which made Ivy tag along, and she dragged her two maids along. The carriage driver had decided to stay with the carriage and I casted a simple spell causing everyone within a 20 mile radius, to think that they don't see a carriage parked on the side of the road. It was for protection, because, according to Playboy:

"If we had Tiger use a simple spell to make people think they don't see the carriage, then there won't be any problems with theft."

I admit, that's a pretty good idea, but not like I'll ever tell him.

That's the beginning of how I ended up squished into a tiny bakery that had two tables, four chairs, ten people, and not enough room to breath.

I'm so sorry. This is a terrible chapter and it's really short. I'm so sorry. Things have been a bit depressing lately, so I'm sorry I've barely updated. I'll try my best, but no promises. Thank you for all those people who keep reading this. It means so much to me, and thank you to all those people who leave reviews.

Scissors aren't as sharp as broken glass.