AN: Oh, I’m looking forward to this.
”I wanna know how this happened,” Gray said, slamming a fist against the table. “I wanna know how it happened right now.”
”If you were smarter, you could figure it out,” scoffed Juvia.
Or was it Juvia? Gray wasn’t entirely sure. She was acting like a totally different person. All he knew was that it had happened right after Mira and Lisanna dropped some sort of bottle near both she and-
”Oh, come on~ Elfman-sama, don’t go away!”
”Mira!” he roared.
”Someone’s a bit touchy,” Juvia muttered behind her hand.
”Ever, it’s okay, it’s okay! Gracious, stop crying!” Freed had his arm around Ever, who was collapsed over the table and just about weeping. “What’s wrong with you?”
”He doesn’t love me,” she sputtered, grabbing Freed’s cravat and shaking him with it.
Mirajane lifted her head from behind the bar, looking nervous. It morphed into a false smile when she saw Gray, and she stood up, brushing off her blouse. “Gray, can I help yo-“
”I wanna know what the hell you dropped next to Juvia and Evergreen!” he shouted.
”She’s acting completely out of character, Nee-chan!” Elfman said, coming up next to Evergreen. “What did you do? Was this some sort of plot to try and get people together, or-“
”Oh, nothing of the sort!” Mirajane waved her hands, appalled at the suggestion, though no one would put it past her. “That bottle was an item that was supposed to be transferred over to Blue Pegasus. However, me and my butterfingers dropped it.” Mira wiggled her fingers and looked at them, then sighed. “Oopsie-daisy.”
”And, what, it does what?” Gray snapped, ignoring Juvia’s bone-chilling stare.
”It’s supposed to switch personalities, or something like that,” Mira said. “It should just be temporary, though.”
”Did I do something wrong?” they heard Evergreen shout.
”Juvia’s personality doesn’t suit Ever,” Elfman said to him, raising his voice to be heard over a shouting Laxus.
”Cold and distant doesn’t suit Juvia,” Gray mumbled back.
Juvia had inched closer to them over the course of the conversation, and when they looked at her, she tossed her hair and turned her head. “Don’t get any ideas, just because I’m standing over here, you morons.”
Gray blushed as she removed her overcoat, leaving her in just a short, cream-colored, button-up dress. Juvia looked displeased down at the modest garment, and lifted her hands up to undo the buttons. He watched, hopelessly enraptured, as each button revealed more and more of her ample chest, until he thought it would all fall out as she undid the button directly over her abdomen.
”Much better,” she said, adjusting her dress. “Much less constricting.”
”On second thought…” Gray mumbled.