Jenny had always been told that if you wanted something, you had to fight for it. Unfortunately, Master Bob didn't see it this way.

"No," Master Bob declared. "I have told you before, you will not be using it, and that's final!"

Jenny puffed out her cheeks in agitation of not getting her way and proceeded to follow Master Bob into the Guild. If she continued to pester Master Bob, Jenny thought to herself, he would eventually give in to her nagging, like he always did.

"But Master, you don't understand - It's limited edition!" Jenny tried to persuade the older man, hoping that he would just agree with her. "I will never have an opportunity like this again!"

Master Bob turned suddenly, making her pull to a halt before she collided with him. Master Bob gave her the most serious expression that he had ever given anyone else and stated lowly, "No means no." Master Bob turned again and phased through the bar counter. He took a glass from the shelf and started to clean it off with a clean cloth, making every effort to get Jenny to see that he was not interested.

Trying a new point of view, Jenny started again, "Master, it's basically a win-win situation. I take The Magic Bomber to go to the new mall that just opened up and I promote The Blue Pegasus Guild all over Fiore. See, it's not a bad offer once you think of it in that way." Jenny gave Master Bob her sweetest smile, just the topping of the cake. He can't say no now, Jenny thought confidently.

"No."

Jenny's eyes widen in shock. She leaned on the bar and spoke; surprise laced her voice, "But, why?"

Master Bob sighed, put down the glass that he was busy with and turned to her, making sure that she heard him clearly. "I gave you too many chances to use The Magic Bomber, hoping that you would be a responsible adult who would take care of Blue Pegasus's pride and joy and not break it every time you use it. Do you know how much funds from the guild went in to pay for Christina's repairs, hmm?" Master Bob questioned as Jenny's face fell in realisation. "The answer is no."

With the finality in his tone, Jenny stomped her foot in defeat and walked out the guild, slamming the grand oak doors behind her.

"It's not like I am going to break it this time," Jenny mumbled to herself as she wrapped her thin coat tighter around her, getting little protection from the snow falling around her. She knew that it was snowing before she left her apartment this morning, but she would rather freeze and look stylish with her new coat than wear coat over coat and look like an oversized Vulcan.

She looked out into the distance where it is just fields of white snow. Winter approached fast this year, and Jenny's not too thrilled about that. She can't go to the pools to show off her gorgeous body that can make any man's tongue wag and she can't show most of her skin like she could in summer to get discounts at her favourite clothes stores. Winter takes all her advantages away from her – and she didn't like that, not one bit.

"Keep pulling a face like that and it will stay like that."

Turning in the direction of the voice, Jenny came face to face with the sandy haired individual and the annoyed expression was replaced with a relieved smile. "Hibiki," she sighed. She was ready to beat anyone up who snuck up behind her, courtesy of being famous and having the need to defend herself from fans.

"Hey, Beautiful," Hibiki whispered as he gave her a hug. Relieved with no longer having to shiver in the cold, she melted completely into his arms. "You left without telling me this morning where you were going. I figured I'd find you here after finding the magazine on your bedside table." He gave her an amused smile and she just scoffed at him.

"Sorry, I just needed to get there and the only transport I have is the Magic Bomber," she shrugged and stepped away from Hibiki, shivering against the cold again. She scowled at the thought of how Master Bob flatly refused when she asked him to use Christina; as if this time she would break it.

Hibiki chuckled when she pulled the face that she pulled before he walked up to her. Then she looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, he stopped chuckling and gulped. He hated it when she got that bad ideas that reflected on her face and she normally dragged him into her plans, he isn't looking forward to this. "What are you thinking about now?" he sighed, knowing that he had no choice but listen.

She huffed out as a grin spread in excitement. "Remember those boots that I was telling you about yesterday?" Jenny asked and when Hibiki nodded, she squealed with glee. "Maybe you can do me a favour..." Jenny trailed off as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her chest against his, for added effect. Hibiki hummed, unsure if he could trust his voice at the moment to answer her. "Then you can try and talk to the Master for me? Please?" she asked and gave him a pleading look, knowing that he would give in.

Hibiki sighed and looked up, not wanting to be lulled again by those baby blues of hers. He had done everything that she had asked of him and he had gotten into trouble for most of those times, coming to think of it. The Master and the other members of the guild have told him in the past to grow a pair and stand up to Jenny, because all that she was doing was using him to her advantage. He honestly wants to listen to them, but Jenny will be disappointed and he didn't want that. However, she had almost destroyed Christina in the past, and even Master Bob had tried to convince Hibiki into talking with Jenny and to tell her that The Magic Bomber is off limits to her but he can't. If he was honest with himself, he was scared of Jenny. She obviously overpowered him and couldn't even hold a candle to her. She was very quick tempered and he was afraid that she would take out her anger on him. Her destructive side of her personality could rival the Fairy Tail members. He couldn't let his beautiful face be damaged; the ladies were all counting on it.

Which Hibiki came to the conclusion of: he didn't want to do what he is about to do.

He looked down at her beautiful face, took his hands out of his pockets, placed them on her hips and smiled softly. Jenny blinked in confusion. He has never acted like this before, not when she asked him of something. She frowned, knowing that something was up. He normally jumped straight into action once he asked him to do something. Her eyes widened when she realised what was happening. She hesitantly took her arms from around his neck and covered her mouth in shock as she asked, "You're breaking up with me."

Hibiki's eyes widened at her statement, then his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Why would she think that? "What? No, I don't want to break up with you," he said, not believing that she had came to that conclusion. "I just-" he stopped himself before closing his eyes and taking a breath. No time like the present, right? He looked at her again, built up enough courage and spoke, "Have you ever wondered about the reason behind why Master Bob had banned you from using Christina?"

Jenny's relieved face turned into one of confusion. She tilted her head and started, "Well, isn't it because I break a few things here and there of Christina? Master Bob mentioned something like that earlier... I can't actually believe that he blames me. The Bomber breaks down on its own." Jenny scoffed.

Hibiki sighed in agitation. Can she really not see her faults? He clenched his jaw and said, "The guild is running out of money and for a long time now, the Master was asking us, members of the guild, to donate a little money every time you crash The Magic Bomber. Because of all the repairs done to Christina and all the mechanics that ripped the guild off with the outrageous prices, it became too much for the master to cope with. You're his favourite, but he had to be firm with you because he is too proud to ask us anymore for money." At the end of his sentence, Jenny's expression turned cold as she stepped away from him. He knew that she would be angry with him after those words left his mouth and he knew that I he had to say those things before she got more out of hand.

Jenny looked at him incredulously, as if he was some stranger. She couldn't believe that he was taking Master Bob's side. She did nothing wrong, all that she wanted to do was go to a mall using The Magic Bomber because she didn't want to catch some disease taking those common carriages. "So you are taking his side? Fine, blame me. Do whatever the hell you want. From now on, you are dead to me," she spat and Hibiki looked taken aback, surprised at this level of anger.

Trying to make her see reason, he stepped forward to take her hand and said, "Come on, Jenny. Don't be like this."

She pulled away from him as her eyebrows furrowed in anger, "Don't be like what? Angry? I have a right to be angry since everyone is turning their backs to me. Why can't I be angry? I just wanted to get boots; I wasn't going to harm anyone-"

"Exactly, it's just boots. Can't you use a carriage to go to the mall? Or use your magic? You don't need Christina to get to your destination," Hibiki snapped, starting to get annoyed with this argument. They were arguing over a stupid thing: boots! Hibiki took a breath, not wanting to shout at her, he knew that he would if he didn't calm down.

"You know what I think about carriages, Hibiki!" Jenny looked at Hibiki incredulously, knowing that he was aware of her distaste for carriages. She lifted her hands in surrender; she was done with this conversation. She had set her expression as one of not giving a shit and she started walking backwards away from Hibiki, eventually turning when she had seen the look of regret on his face.

Every time that Hibiki and Jenny had fought, Hibiki had came back to her first because they both knew that he was in the wrong... most of the times.

Walking around the side of the guild, Jenny made her way to the back door, which leads to many passages and spreads out into different areas of the guild. Jenny was heading to one area in particular. That area held the pride and joy of the guild, Christina the Magic Bomber.

As she took the last turn into the door and headed down the stairs into the basement, Jenny looked up and marvelled at the wondrous machine. The last time she saw it, it was on its side and sat at the top of a few pine trees where it had landed after running out of power. As she looked at the machine, she realised that there was still a bit of patchwork on the side of the steel body from all the previous repairs. She grabbed the keys from a nearby table and walked to the Magic Bomber. Smiling in victory of getting her way, Jenny boarded the machine.

Inserting the key, the familiar sound of the engine starting up was heard and Jenny pressed a button to open the gigantic doors above her. She grabbed a lever and slowly pushed it forward, getting the Magic Bomber to levitate higher and higher until the sunlight was directly in her eyes.

On the ground in front of her were the members of her guild, waving their arms like crazy. Jenny gave them a smile and jerked another lever forward, waving to her guild mates with her free hand. As the Magic Bomber zoomed over the city, Jenny took note of the way the engine sounded – something was wrong.

She checked all the meters on the console and found that everything was okay, except that the engine was over-heating. Panicked, she pulled one of the levers that control the speed down so it was going halfway from max-speed. That should be enough for it not to overheat, right? Jenny looked back at one of the meters. After she saw a very slight decrease in the heat, she sighed in relief. If she kept going at that speed, the needle will soon turn away from the red area on the meter.

"What the hell are you doing?" someone demanded from behind her. She jumped in her spot and turned around, opened her mouth and about to scold him for frightening her but instead of words, a shriek left her mouth when the machine lurched from beneath her. As she held onto the console, her hand accidentally slipped and knocked the lever that controls the ascending or descending of the Magic Bomber. Feeling the Bomber start to turn downwards into a nosedive, the person that had frightened her had no time to grab onto anything and stumbled forward into a roll. Landing right next to Jenny, he looked over at her and shouted, "Are you stupid or do you really want to die that bad?" He grabbed the lever that her hand was on and pulled it. The machine stabilised itself and Jenny's stomach relaxed. She hated the feeling of roller coasters and that was one terrible roller-coaster ride.

The sound of shallow breaths entered the air around the two. "What the hell is your problem?" Jenny looked over to him. He was standing over the console, one hand clutched the side of the console and the other clutched the lever, which felt like her hand was being crushed because her hand was between the lever and his. "Why would you use a machine that is under construction?" he asked again, his eyes glued to the spot on the window in front of him and his voice wavered.

Jenny got up and dusted herself off with her free hand. The Magic Bomber was under construction? Nobody had told Jenny that the Bomber was under construction. They all just tried to keep her away, they didn't say anything about it being under construction. "Well, it's not my fault if people don't warn me," Jenny spat. "I'd like my hand back." She looked him over. He had short, curly brown hair, small green eyes and a strong jaw. He wore a white T-shirt that had grease stains wiped onto it and dark jeans with white and light green sneakers that were also stained in grease. In all honesty, Jenny thought that he looked quite handsome if it wasn't for the fact that his hair was curly. If his hair was straight or even messy, she would've accepted it.

"We need to land now," he said and slowly lifted his hand off of hers, but almost immediately after she took her hand from the lever his hand clutched onto it. Her eyebrows knitted together as she observe this.

He pushed the lever slightly and the Magic Bomber descended slowly, a tinging sound came from beneath them. Jenny looked at the floor, realising that the tinging sound only got louder and faster as the seconds rolled on. "What's that sound?" she asked aloud. The man looked stiffly at Jenny.

"That is the fan belt that I was working on," he stated coldly. "Until someone came along and thought that it would be funny to fly a broken machine." She looked at him, shocked by his tone.

Without responding to his comment, she looked out the window. Currently, they were flying over a forest that seemed to stretch past the horizon. The midday sun shone directly onto the panel in front of them, which made the dials blink like spotlights in the cockpit. There is basically no place to land, Jenny noted.

"Uhm... about the landing-" Jenny started, but shut her mouth when the floor lurched from underneath her again. She screamed at the sudden movement and clutched at anything around her to try stabilize herself.

Feeling something latch onto his shirt, he turned and grabbed Jenny's wrist. He tugged her forward so that she could grab onto the control panel and not onto him. As he tried to calm his rapid heartbeats, he searched for an opening in the trees, but could find none. "There is no place for landing," he voiced, already started pushing buttons and pulling levers in attempt to steady the shuddering of Christina.

Jenny snapped her head in his direction. "What? Then what do we do?" she shrieked, almost falling from being so unbalanced. Don't tell me that he is going to crash-land this thing while I am still in it, Jenny panicked. He looked at her in conformation and Jenny gaped. They were going to crash-land.

They were going to crash-land, and if he could steer precisely parallel to the ground, the trees should act as a sort of pillow to break their landing. He only hoped that he was right.

Hi, everyone. This is the second fanfic that I am posting on this sight and I really hope that you guys will enjoy it. I don't usually work in past tense and I do apologise for the mistakes. Insane Dominator (who wrote One's Road to Remembrance and The Fairy Contender - both amazing books!) is the one responsible for urging me to write a story on Jenny, because - in his words - Jenny is not a character that has had a lot of light shed onto her, not a lot of stories are focused on her. So thanks to him, there is one more story that has Jenny as a main character. This chapter is dedicated to him. Also, everyone, please enjoy the rest of your day and thank you for reading this chapter.