The first time she wrote one was for her best friend. Levy and Lucy were having a girl's night. Which, to them, meant comfy clothes, wine and lots and lots of books. This time, the book they were discussing was a collection of old fairy tales. They had just read a story about an intimidating beast who had captured a young beauty. As they talked about the likelihood of a captive actually falling for her brutal captor, Levy's ears had started to turn red. The more they talked, the more on edge she got. She had no issue defending it as being 'very possible', despite all of Lucy's skepticism. And then Lucy realized why.

"OH MY GOSH!" she squealed, suddenly, startling Levy who jumped a little in her seat. "You're totally thinking of you and Gajeel!"

If Levy's ears had been red before, now they were crimson.

"I am not!" She denied, however futile the attempt.

"Don't be embarrassed, Levy! It's adorable! And it totally fits! You guys make the cutest story."

"You really think so?"

"Um, YES. I mean, you two went from him torturing you because he was told to, to him protecting you despite you telling him not to. It's adorable. You fell for a soft hearted, cat loving songwriter, parading around as a metal headed beast. It's perfect! I can't believe I've never seen it before!"

Levy just sighed and sadly stated, "If only I had the same skills as a writer that you do. I've tried writing it down, but I just can't seem to express it. I get so embarrassed and give up after a few paragraphs."

"I could write it for you!"

Levy's head popped up, "Oh Lu-chan! Would you really?"

"Of course! I'd love to! Only . . ." Lucy's ears started to turn red as well.

"What?"

"I don't know if I could write any of those …. Ahem …. Let's just say 'Erza worthy' scenes. I think I'd die if I actually tried to picture Gajeel that way."

"Oh my gosh! You wouldn't need to! I think I'd die if you did!"

"Great! I guess I should get started, then." Lucy giggled, and Levy shortly joined her at her writing desk. The two of them spent the next half an hour pulling out all the parallels they could find and outlining a basic plot.