"Just a little bit?"
"Natsu, I said no."
"C'mon (y/n)! Even just a little?"
"I'll say it once more before I get violent. No. Now please leave me to my reading."
With a huff, the pink haired dragon slayer walked out, clearly lacking the answer for which he had began to pester you in the first place. "This ain't over. I'll get an answer." He muttered, looking over his shoulder at your form which was now slumped against the wall, your head close to the pages of your book. What he never understood was what you were reading, moving away too quickly to catch a glimpse of the cover.
"Damn. I didn't think this baking stuff would be an issue." You muttered crossly to yourself. "Who would have thought that a cake would be so complicated." You huffed, moving to sit down and run a hand through your (h/l), (h/c) hair to try and calm down. Rising once again from the chair, you got back to trying to bake a cake. Erza's favorite to be exact. You heard that she went out on her own to do one of th