Cats are curious by nature and when Happy heard the word 'dickscicle' his little mind wondered what it could be. It sounded kinda like Popsicle so maybe it was another frozen treat? He decided to go to the ice expert himself. Fluttering by the mage, the little blue exceed inquired softly. "Gray, what's a dickscicle?"

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ INITIALLY CONFUSION dispersed across his features ; a fleeting infection of what the ever living fuck because this was HAPPY. The interrogation from the feline-alike had Gray in a very awkward mood, seeing as they have garnered quite a collection of stares from such a forthright question.

        ❝ It’s– uh… something— Natsu doesn’t have… ❞