Levy sighed as she sank further into the air mattress, glad to finally be able to relax after a long, tiring job. Pulling out her book from the bag sitting on the floor next to her, she hoped to fit in a few chapters before she was too exhausted to keep her eyes open anymore.

A few minutes later, Gajeel walked into the room after finishing his shower, still toweling off his damp hair. "Hey, Shortie, watcha reading?" He asked curiously, trying to peer behind her hands to see the title.

"Oh, hi, Gajeel," Levy greeted him without taking her eyes off her book. "It's called 'Caster VS Holder Magic'. It's about the differences between the two types of magic, and the pros and cons of each."

"Eh? Well, obviously caster magic beats holder every time, ghihihi." Gajeel threw the towel he'd been using back in the general direction of the bathroom. Noticing this, Levy frowned and shot the iron dragonslayer a dark stare. "So, you 'bout ready to get some shut eye?" He asked, grabbing the towel off the floor and hanging it back up properly after noticing Levy's glare.

"I suppose so, this whole job just didn't go how I expected it to. First we misread the job request and ended up in the completely wrong town. Then, the request ended up being totally unreliable, it didn't mention a thing about dark wizards! Finally, we get stuck sharing an air mattress, on the floor, in the inn's basement, thanks to all those conventioneers taking up every single room here." By the end, Levy was practically fuming. However, Gajeel was grateful she'd been kind enough to say 'we', not 'you' misread the directions, even though the bookworm hadn't had anything to do with that particular mistake.

"Hey, it ain't that bad, this inflatable thing actually looks pretty decent. We coulda been on the floor, after all," her partner said, trying to calm down the ticked off mage.

Levy sighed. "You're right Gajeel, I'm sorry. And even though the job didn't go how I expected, that wasn't your fault, and I have no right to take it out on you."

"No problem, Shortie. So, want me to flip the lights?" Gajeel paused where he stood with one hand poised by the light switch.

"Sure, just let me put my book up first." Grabbing a bookmark, Levy marked her place, shoved the book back into her bag, and settled back on the mattress.

Flicking the switch, Gajeel then carefully made his way back over to the makeshift bed and, with a sigh, flopped down onto it in the dark.

"EEEEEEK- !" Just as suddenly as Levy's shriek had started, it ended and a large BUMP was heard.

"Oy, Shortie! You ok?" He asked in a panic, peering around wildly and trying to see what had just happened.

"Eheheh,yeah, I'm fine..."

Gajeel finally caught sight of Levy sprawled on the floor a few feet away from the mattress. "How'd you get all the way over there!?"

Levy stared at him in disbelief. "Have you never slept on a blow-up bed before?"

"Nah, this is my first time even seeing one. But what's that got to do with anything?"

She shot him a mischievous grin. "Well, since you don't have much experience with air mattresses, let me just explain how they work."

Gajeel started to scoot away from her, knowing that look only ever meant trouble for him. "Uhh, that's ok, we're both tired, we should just get some rest-"

Levy ignored him, instead picking up the duffel she'd brought on their job which had seemed to contain her entire library. Walking back to the make-shift bed, she raised the bag into the air- and dropped it squarely on the opposite side of the mattress from Gajeel.

Three stories up, a young couple was awoken by what sounded like a little girl squealing, and two stories up a business man also heard the resounding THUMP which cut off the cry of terror.

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