Another post! Shout out to UnitedOsprey1991 for the prompt send! There is one of them in the works. Until then, enjoy this one.

Never Drink

To say their relationship was odd was an understatement.

Levy never knew what to make of Gajeel. One minute he was helping her up, the next he was telling her to hurry up for being so far behind.

The stupid guy needed to make up his mind.

And the amount of 'jealousy' he had in his body would barely fill a teaspoon. He never got all huffy when she went on missions with the rest of Shadow Gear, or just hung out with Jet and Droy (not that she wanted him to... okay, maybe she did want him to be jealous, but only a little!).

Did he even CARE?

It was at that moment that Levy decided not to care either.

She walked over to Jet and Droy and threw her arms around their necks. They looked confused but after Droy said something and she laughed, they relaxed.

They began a conversation which was littered with fits of laughter and giggles, mostly from the blue haired female. The black exceed frowned as he watched Levy.

"Are you alright?" Pantherlily directed the question to his dragonslayer friend. Gajeel simply ate his dinner.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Don't give me that," Lily stood up on his bar stool, "you should be jealous right now." It was Gajeel's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"They're shorty's crew," Gajeel pulled a piece of metal out of his pocket to munch on. "She would throw a fit if I got jealous."

"But if other males are giving Levy attention-"

"Notice who's touching who," Gajeel cut him off with a grunt. Lily looked over at the trio once more. It was true, while Levy had her arms around Jet and Droy, they didn't dare touch her. It was as if they had a certain respectable line in handling her. The exceed regarded this thoughtfully.

He also regarded the fact that Gajeel hadn't so much as glanced at them, but knew exactly how they were seated.

"Besides," Gajeel seemed to mutter this more to himself than his partner, "they have a snowball's chance in hell getting with her."

It was as if on cue, Levy raised an arm for Mira to bring over drinks. Jet and Droy hesitated for a second, then agreed with raised hands. But their nervousness didn't escape Pantherlily.

"How odd," Mira Jane hummed as she returned to the bar with an empty tray.

"How so?" Pantherlily inquired.

"Short stack can't hold her drink," Cana chortled as she picked up her own, "she has no business ordering alcohol." Lily looked up at Gajeel. He simply continued chewing.

"I don't think I've ever seen her drink more than a glass," Mira Jane seemed to ponder this thought, "but she never gets drunk."

"Because she drinks a weak tea of an alcohol," Cana snorted, "and her cheeks still flush."

"She just ordered a tankard of some stronger stuff," Mira's expression couldn't decide between amused or worried.

"Drunk Levy?" Cana became suddenly interested, "there's a sight I want to see." Cana got off her barrel to join the three in merry times.

Their glasses rose in toast and Levy drained a good amount of the tankard. Cana cheered her on, but Jet and Droy were still nervous. But the more they drank, the less they worried.

Pantherlily kept a close tabs on the situation.

At some point (1 and a half tankards later) Levy must have been completely sloshed. Cana had been 100% right; lightweight Levy could not handle heavy drinking. The giggling fit had gotten exponentially worse and it seemed that drunk Levy swayed a lot. The only thing steadying her were the two arms wrapped faithfully around Jet and Droy.

Pantherlily was about to blow the whistle on Levy when suddenly her arms let go and she toppled backwards. But not onto the floor, rather, right on top of Laxus.

Perhaps it was coincidence that he was passing by, but the S class mage had just returned to the guild from a mission and seemed less than pleased to have a girl falling all over him. The cheery table seemed to freeze as Laxus looked down at the little bluenette.

"Levy?"

"Aaaaahah," Levy made the last slurry syllable distinct, "Edward sur, I'd like to tshank you for saving the ship." She saluted him with a hiccup. Laxus' irritation was put on hold.

"Are you drunk?" he stared at her in disbelief.

"Now, now, Edward," she swayed as she got up, "I'll pank you throperly if I must." She giggled, "Pank. I'm a booookworm for cryin' sakes, and I can't even tshalk." She pulled him in front of a chair and wobbled onto it. The swaying got worse.

"Now hold still," she held his cheeks, "how can I kiss ya if you move like a drunkard." Laxus' expression became alert in a second.

"I think it's time to go home," someone picked her up by the collar. Gajeel held her with a serious expression.

"Mr. Ruddlesworth, don't be a jillkoy," Levy pressed a finger to his nose, "I'll tell the captain to throw ya in the brig."

"Mira, I'll pay ya tomorrow for the food," Gajeel hefted the girl on his shoulder. "Coming Lily?" The exceed hopped off his barstool.

"What did you do to her?" Laxus' eyes flickered back to the drunken girl now singing a sea shanty to the ceiling. Turning to Laxus, Gajeel stared at him as Levy giggled 'wheee!'.

"What makes you think I did something to her?" Gajeel's expression remained steely. Laxus stared at him for a moment, then shrugged.

"If you're going to like her, at least take care of her," Laxus smirked, "next time she might-"

"Shut it, Edward," Gajeel spat and toted the girl out of the bar followed by his cat.

"Remind me to never let her drink," Gajeel muttered, grinding his teeth. Pantherlily gave him a devious smile.

"You don't say anything when Levy shows affection to others, but really, you can't stand it," Lily finally understood.

"Listen cat, if you think-"

"I say Mr. Ruddlesworth, don't stop dancing on my account!" Levy interjected, surprising them both.

And they were gone.

"Boo," Cana grumbled as she got back on her barrel, "why did Levy leave? She was a fun drunk."

"Fun?" Laxus turned a questioning glance to Cana.

"Hey, blame Gajeel if you didn't get any smooches," Cana drained her drink. Laxus shook his head and retreated to his normal booth. Mira simply smiled.

Was it common for dragonslayers to be all heart?