How did this all start? What was it that brought Me, Lucy Heartfilia, bodacious blonde celestial mage of the Faity Tail guild, to this place, trapped under the hulking form of a passed out Laxus Dreyar? The hangover isn't as bad this time as it was that first one. That one was BAD! It was the ball!!! The ball thrown for the participants of that dreaded Grand Magic Games. The one where future me died right infront of my eyes. The dragons... The Eclipse Gate, then The ball. The party in the ballroom was winding down and the champagne had been flowing freely. I remember just wanting to forget everything of the previous days and the champagne was flowing freely... Mostly down my throat... It was the good stuff too! I remember dancing a few times that evening with mostly subpar partners. I was twirling by myself in the corner then he showed up in my stuttering peripheral vision. Grabbing my hand and spinning me fluidly from my solo twirling into a graceful spin out and back into his embrace. He had been partaking in the complementary booze as well. We danced the last dance there. We were the only two Fairy Tail mages left. I think I conned him into taking me back to his room because I didn't want to be alone. We each grabbed a magnum of Fiore's finest on our way out.