Natsu froze when Draco made her threat as he chuckled nervously. "L-let's not make daddy motion sick." He stuttered as breakfast began to be prepared. He felt really embarrassed he was about to punch poor Rouge over what was proven to be nothing. Breakfast was being made as Sting had his arm around Yukino protectively as she supported him.<br/><br/>"I must've slipped in my old age." He said with a joking grin.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Fenrir stopped and backed away. "I hate it when you do that, but so as not to endanger breakfast I shall back down, for now." He stated as he took his plate and ate as best he could with his left hand. His kind was formulating ways he could wage mischief on his beloved Moriko.<span style="font-style: italic">"I hope Uncle Gajeel didn't eat any scraps of that old arm. There were probably parts I could've saved, like a hinge or two."</span>he thought as he ate.