Wendy's POV

"okay, good job take a rest for now and review the social questions Lucy asked you before we were running the laps" Erza ran off doing extra laps

Me and Yuki collapsed onto the bench, panting heavily.

Yuki began to mutter the questions out loud unconsciously, she wiggled me hardly watching as I dozed off

"we have to work hard so we can go back to normal like before ok Wendy? So don't sleep on me!"

"I can't Yuki, sorry" I fell fast asleep falling onto her lap

"Nooooooo! Wendy Erza-san will take get angry at me!" she panicked

"weeeennnnnndddddyyyy!" she echoed in my mind

I dreamt of faint memory of my childhood, I felt as if I was actually there but I knew it wasn't real, happy days when my father was still smiling wouldn't ever happen in reality even if it was in this dream.

Taking advantage of the moment I frolicked around in my sparkly bejewelled dress smiling happily at the freedom

I dashed inside the house running into a woman who seemed to leave my father's bedroom, she was neither a maid or a visitor

"watch were your going brat" she shouted pushing me out of the way leaving a trail of cherry blossom scented perfume on her way out

"daddy? Who was that just no-" I felt my legs go weak as my father looked down at me with a death glare, the same scent of perfume filled the insides of my nose as father bent down to push me away

"go read, you don't have time to be exploring, go do something useful for once" he yelled

I flinched, falling back.

"father, I told Wendy to follow me to the storage room to get supplies she was merely following my orders there is no need to scold her" Rose interrupted

"don't let her come near this room again"

"Yes, Father" Rose grabbed my hand and led me to her room