Cana Parrot

"Cana," Natsu said. "You're a parrot."

At these words, Cana tucked her arms into her armpits. "Waak! Parrot! Parrot! Waak!"

"Huh?" the bartender asked. "Who put a parrot in here?"

"Waak! Here! Here! Waak!" Cana screeched.

Natsu approached. "She's mine."

He escorted his new parrot out of the bar. He rather liked Cana as a carefree parrot.