Hi again! Here's this simple chapter that I've been too damn excited for. A few more things will be explained here. I hope you all enjoy. Oh! And did I ever suggest listening to some jazz as you read? It's what I do when I write this particular piece. Try it and if a song is mention pause to check it out. You might find a favorite. Anywho, we'll move on right with it. Thanks for reading.
The Girl Got a Gat
Levy groaned. Time was ticking and she still didn't have the interview she needed; the editor was gonna have her head soon. Levy knew the only reason why her boss extended her deadline was because she would have to wait longer after she reassigned the job to someone else. Levy sighed. Why can't she understand that he keeps refusing me? Levy rubbed her head a little. "I don't care if you have to fuck him and end up pregnant with his kids; I want you to get that interview!" she had told me. Levy winced at the thought. Levy looked up at the fan in her office. She heard a tapping at her window. She stood and turned. Natsu?
She opened the window. "Natsu, how did you get up here?" she asked as the man climbed through the window.
He took a deep breath as he looked down at her. "What do you mean?"
Levy gawked at him. "Natsu, this is the fifth floor."
"Is it? I just climbed up the fire escape." He answered.
Levy sighed then chuckled. He always has so much energy; it doesn't even faze him. "Alrighty then, well what's up?"
Natsu handed her a medium sized manila envelope. "From Dreyar."
Levy shook her head nervously. "No, no, please, you know I have work to do. I still need to get this interview, and I might lose my job." She groaned.
Natsu patted her shoulder. "I get it, but why don't you go full-time? You know Dreyar will pay you for it."
Levy sighed as she untwined the envelope and took out the papers. "I know, but it's easier when I work undercover instead of having to meet with informants. They're not always telling the whole story."
"Dreyar requested you specifically. You'll have to scrunch your time, but I'll help you with your interview." Natsu replied.
Levy was surprised by his words. "Really? How?" she said eagerly.
Natsu chuckled. "Gajeel and I played a few gigs a while back."
Levy nodded in understanding. "Ah, I forgot you play the trumpet."
Natsu nodded. "Yep, I have a gig next week. Anyway, I'll drop a hint later."
Levy hugged him tightly. "Thank you, thank you."
Natsu chuckled. "I can't promise you nothing, but I'll try." He took a step through the window. "I gotta bounce, but I'll see you later."
Levy waved. "Bye."
Natsu grinned. "Good luck."
(A/N: I'm currently having this head cannon that Natsu and Levy are old buddies with not much screen time)
Gajeel shoved his way out to an alley. He growled as he punched the wall—cracking the bricks. "Damn it, it's the boys and the drama all over again."
Juvia ran after him. "Gajeel, wait."
"We both are very upset, but please calm down." Juvia said rubbing her friend's shoulders.
"No Juvia, I'm tired of all these rich big-shots lessening their pay—thinking that we would grovel at their feet just cause they're offering money." He practically roared.
Juvia sighed. "Juvia understands, but don't you think punching him in front of all his guests was a little too much?"
Gajeel chuckled. "No, I think that's the least he can worry about."
"Gajeel, he was our old boss. That's a little too much." Juvia replied happily he was getting a little better.
"Tch, how times have changed. When I left, he was nice middle class, not rude and rolling in dough." Gajeel retorted.
"Either way, be happy Juvia was able to get the money from his suit pocket before a scene was created." She then handed him his share.
"Gihi, another reason why you're my friend. You haven't done this in a while." Gajeel said bringing back old memories.
Juvia glared at him. "Juvia did not steal…she simply took what was hers. Now hush, before Juvia goes back and returns it." She threatened.
Gajeel chuckled. "Alright. Alright. Let's go. We'll have dinner at my place."
Juvia giggled. "Yay, leftover spaghetti." She joked.
Gajeel rolled his eyes. "Whatever woman."
Levy walked into the dark alley and knocked on the door that was in there. It slightly opened, then all the way. "Good to see you Levy. It's been a while."
Levy smiled. "Hi Erza, how are you?"
"I'm fine, Mr. Dreyar wanted to see you?" Ezra answered.
Levy nodded. "That's why I'm here." The two walked in. Levy went straight to the back of the building to a room—saying her hellos on the way.
She entered the office and she was greeted by a smiling short, old man who sat behind a desk. "Hello Mr. Dreyar," she smiled, "I got your letter." Levy took a seat.
"Good, so about it-,"
"Well excuse me sir, but I have a problem." Levy interrupted.
Makarov wore a concerned look on his face. "What is it?"
Levy sighed. "Well you see, I know this is a very important job, but right now, I have a big interview I need to do for the newspaper. If I don't do this, I might lose my job. And I know that I've been taking off here for a while, but I just hope you understand." She explained.
Makarov nodded in understanding. "Your job is a very important cover up for what you do here, and I know you enjoy it very much. Hmm…who do you need to interview?" he asked giving consideration to her request.
Levy sighed. "For the past couple of weeks, I've been trying to get an interview with Gajeel Redfox."
Makarov's eyes glinted. "Well this involves him. You were originally gonna track down Jose's goons, but it's seems like after a recent conflict, Jose's targeting Redfox and Ms. Lockser."
Levy looked at him with shocked eyes. "I can't have Jose interfering with my work! What happened?" she said trying to calming down.
"Well from what I've heard, the two played a gig for his party. They were paid less than what was originally dealt. Redfox seemed to take matters in his own hands and there was a one sided physical dispute." Makarov replied.
Levy gasped. "Oh god, he just asked for a death wish."
Makarov nodded. "Yes, and what makes it more interesting is that Redfox used to work for Porla. Jose only ended up with a bloody nose, and Juvia somehow got their money."
"Did they not realize he was working for the man in charge of one of the cruelest record labels in the industry?" Levy groaned as she shook her head in disbelief.
"This was before Jose got in depth with his work. Though, I don't know what they did for him." Makarov corrected.
"Ooo, that is way before." Levy added.
"Anyway, your job is to make sure that Jose can't even get his hands on the two. He is going to get very persistent with them." Makarov added. "So hopefully, you'll be able to get your interview done with him."
Levy sighed as she rubbed her forehead. "I guess I can find some time to do it." She groaned.
Makarov smiled. "This will turn out for the good—don't worry about it Ms. McGarden. You'll see."
Natsu laughed as he shook his old friend's hand. "Redfox, it's been a while."
"Dragneel, I see you're back." Gajeel shook back. Lily got word that Dragneel wanted to get together, so he made it happen. Redfox had nothing to do anyway. The two took a seat; they were at the famous Alberona's. "So how's Happy?"
Natsu giggled. "As good as ever, he even found himself a friend, but she's not paying him no mind."
Gajeel laughed as Cana kept the drinks coming. "What brings you back to town?"
Dreyar's Work. "Well, the music industry is really booming here, so I figured I want to get a part of that." He answered with a grin. "But it seems you and Juvia have been doing well by yourselves." Gajeel nodded. The two went into a comfortable silence. "Plus, the press seems to be getting a kick with all the action, but I haven't gotten much attention with them…what about you?" Natsu asked remembering what he said to Levy.
Gajeel grunted. "No, I don't want the attention."
Natsu nodded. "Oh well you know, I know almost everyone in town-,"
"You and Lily both." Gajeel muttered.
"And if you ever change your mind, I have a friend you can talk to if you're ever up for it." Natsu added—trying to be persistent, but not obvious.
Gajeel raised a brow. "Name?"
Natsu sipped his beer. "Levy McGarden." He muttered into his mug.
Tch, that girl just keeps showing up. She's a determine little shrimp. "Oh." He mumbled.
Natsu mentally groaned. I'll leave him for now, but I can't let Levy down. The two strayed away from the topic and continued catching up.
"How did this even happen?!" Juvia asked as she ran beside Gajeel, with her heels in her hand.
"I don't know. We were supposed to play at that house. It was supposed to be a party, but I guess not." Gajeel answered. Gun shots were shot into the air by their perpetrators.
"Juvia thinks this is related to our incident with Jose." She added.
"Either way, we can find that out later. We need to get away quick. Damn, I wish I didn't forget my gun." Gajeel looked ahead of him. "Turn right." They quickly entered an alley and backed up—hoping not to be seen even though the men were far away.
A man stopped right in front of the alley. "Do you think they went in here?" he asked.
Another approached him. "Wouldn't hurt to check." They took a step with their guns ready to shoot.
There was a chuckle. "Haha boys, I'm surprised you have the guts to be out during daylight. Seems as if you're gonna the price though." It was a female voice.
Gajeel gasped loudly. "Oh my go-," Juvia swiftly covered his mouth with her hand. She placed a finger on her lips—telling him to hush. The two watched attentively.
The sound of heels got louder on the cobblestone street and a short, bluenette came into view. She was clad in an orange shirt tucked into a pair of cream trousers with a matching fedora. She twirled her own shotgun in her hand. She gave a cocky chuckled. "So who's gonna go down first. You or him." She gestured at the men. Gajeel couldn't believe his eyes. Is that really the shrimp?!
"Please not today Ms. McGarden, we'll stop. We just need to find other work." One added.
"Yea, you know how things can be." The other said.
Levy shook her head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I've warned you two excessively. I gotta bring you in to Mr. Dreyar. Maybe your plea will soften your punishment."
The air changed quickly. The men wore dark, menacing faces. "Seems we gotta take you down first. We can get Redfox later." One man said.
Damn, are they already after him? Goodness, he must have fucked up bad! "What's the beef with him? I wouldn't think Jose would go after his own."
The men laughed. "Redfox was never part of the boss' music biz, but you don't need to know more."
Levy returned the laugh. "Fine then. I'll figure it out anyway." she replied as she revealed another gun. She pointed one at each man. "We could have done this very easily, but you guys have been playing with my patience for too long."
The men shifted their guns at the woman. "I don't have a problem shooting a girl—especially someone like you. We'll begin this on three."
Levy mentally snickered. "Three!" she shouted before hitting one man with her gun and avoiding a punch from the other. She then blocked his attempt to lunge at her, and used the opportunity to kick the gun out his hand and him to the ground.
She pointed her gun at him as he laid at her feet. "I only have to bring you in alive, but that doesn't mean how close to death you can be." She told him in a cold voice. He slowly nodded, accepting his faith. Levy gave him a sweet smile before punching him across the face. He was out for sure.
Levy felt movement and she turned to see the first man grabbing his gun. "At least, I can take you out before I go." He muttered as he lifted his gun towards the alley aiming for the two. "There you are, you bastard."
Levy's eyes went wide. "No!" she exclaimed she kicked his arm, sending the bullet far to the left—avoiding Juvia and Gajeel.
Gajeel felt dizzy. This was too confusing. How did this quiet, yet daring reporter turn into someone who seemed to be with the mob? His vision was fuzzy, and soon he was out.
"Are you crazy!? Why did you bring him here?" a voice said.
"Well, I just couldn't leave him there; plus, it's smart to bring him here. He's seen a lot." Gajeel recognized the voice…Levy?
"Quiet both of you. Levy, I think you did the best for what you had…oh look he's waking up. McGarden, I leave it to you to make him feel welcome." Then two pairs of footsteps left.
Gajeel's eyes slowly opened. "Damn, what happened?" he muttered. He turn to his right. It was Juvia.
She waved. "Hi Gajeel-san, how do you feel?" she smiled. Gajeel quickly sat up and looked around; then he was hit with a bad headache. "Oh Gajeel, be careful. You passed out. Where you drinking earlier today?"
"Tch woman, are you seriously gonna blame a shot of whiskey on this?" Gajeel growled, "and you don't try going anywhere, shrimp." He said as he turned to his left. Levy stood there and gave him a shy wave.
"Juvia think she'll give two some privacy." Juvia replied and quickly left before anyone could argue. Levy groaned as she leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. They sat in silence for a long time.
Levy spoke when she was sure when he had calmed down some. "So…"
Gajeel glared up at her. "Let me guess. You're some psychotic mafia ruler who uses the reporter job as a cover up to kill innocent musicians. Am I right?"
Levy's eyes went wide. "I am not a psychotic mafia ruler!" she exclaimed—shocked that he would accuse her of such a thing.
Gajeel raised a brow. "What about the rest?"
Levy scratched her cheek awkwardly. "This is kinda hard to explain…"
"Then allow me. I'm sure we can find a positive use for this unpredictable outcome." Levy turned her head towards the door. It was Mister Makarov Dreyar.
Gajeel looked shocked at the man. "Old man Dreyar! You're in on this too!?" Gajeel said in disbelief. What is happening to the world?! I just thought he was just a record label owner.
Makarov nodded. "This is going to be a lot to take in, but I believe it's necessary for you to know now instead of later." Makarov paused before taking a deep breath. "So you know of Jose Porla."
Gajeel grunted as he crossed his arms. "Yea, what about him?"
"Well over the past few years, he's made a name for himself as a head of the record company—Phantom Records. The music business has been getting tight with stiff competition between the labels in Magnolia and in the nearing towns. The truth in the matter is that Jose—in fact—has been killing few by few musicians from different labels, so his boys can rise to the top. Do you remember how Jim Frank disappeared about six months ago? That was Jose's work." Makarov explained.
Gajeel thought for a moment. "That's explains a lot." He muttered. "So what about y'all. I'm sure this ain't some little protest group."
Makarov chuckled. "Well, let's just say we're a resistance force."
"Music Industry mob." Gajeel mumbled. "Anyway, how does any of this relate to me?"
"Well because of your conflict with him, you and Juvia have pretty much jumped to the top of his list." Levy answered this time. Well, you sure as hell did it this time, Gajeel. Gajeel muttered a curse. "That's why you had those boys after you. I was just doing a patrol, but it seems I came in the nick of time." Levy added.
Makarov nodded. "Yes, but I think you can handle yourself. However, I believe to avoid some important information from getting out, I'll kindly ask you to join us. You can refuse though."
Great, he's asking you to join his merry gang of mafia rulers. Like hell, he'd just let me leave…eh, what's the worst that could happen? It's not like I've been getting a little bored with myself. "Gihi," Gajeel chuckled at the situation, "good cause I want in."
"Wow now Mr. Dreyar, are you sure about this?" Levy interjected.
"What, you think I can't handle myself?" Gajeel retorted.
"Tch, this isn't some petty job—where you just twirl around a gun and shot aimlessly. You have to know the ropes first." Levy scoffed.
Makarov tittered. "Why that's a wonderful idea Ms. McGarden! You can show Mr. Redfox how we do things around here. It would definitely keep the load off you."
"What!?" Levy and Gajeel responded in unison.
"Mr. Dreyar, you know there's a lot I have to do, and well just look at him. He's gonna be a piece of work." Levy said.
Gajeel growled. "What's that supposed to mean? I'm sure I can do it."
Makarov laughed. "Well I'll leave you two to get a little work done. It's good to have you Mr. Redfox. Welcome to Fairy Tail Records." The old man smiled before leaving.
There was a heavy silence between the two. Levy groaned. "Fine, but before we do anything, I should have you know that most of the people you know are a part of this, so they can cover their own asses."
Gajeel rolled his eyes. "Like who?"
Levy thought for a moment. "Let's see…well Juvia, Scarlet, Fullbuster, Dragneel, oh I shouldn't forget your friend Lily. He came to check on you and got to talking with Dreyar."
"Lil too!" Gajeel exclaimed. "This is gonna be one hell of a ride."
Levy smiled and nodded. "Well, welcome to the club." She paused as she heard music starting up. "It seems the gang is about to start partying soon. I suggest you get up and join the fun. Think of it as a greeting party." Levy headed for the door before turning back. "Well come on now." Gajeel groaned before following.
"Ooo, seems like we got us some new recruits. Ya feeling jazzy or posh?" Cana winked as she swayed her hips to the beat.
Gajeel looked down. "So when you meant most people I know, you really meant everyone?"
Levy smirked and snickered. "Maybe, maybe not. It depends if they're in the music business and are under Mr. Dreyar."
"Tch, great. The next thing you're gonna tell me is that you have the voice of pure silk, right?" he joked with a smirked.
Levy shrugged. "Anyway, I gotta change out of these dirty work clothes. Go out and mingle with the folks. I'll catch you around." She winked before disappearing into the crowd.
Gajeel rolled his eyes and looked back at Cana. "So Alberona, I'm guessing these your top customer?"
The brunette laughed. "Sure are. They help me pay the bills, and I get to hang around and party. This is my simple living—just don't rat me out to the cops."
Gajeel chuckled. "Well, you gonna hit me with some liquor or not?"
Cana laughed again as she waved for Gajeel to follow. "I'm not bartending today. I got my place closed nearby; you have to talk to Mirajane for that." They approached a white blonde girl who was washing a glass beer mug and humming to herself. "Mira, you've seen Redfox before."
The girl nodded. "Oh yea, we were all at the Juice Joint a few days ago. Welcome to Fairy Tail, can I get you something?"
Cana left as Gajeel answered. "Scotch is fine. So, you're a singer."
Mirajane blushed a little. "Well, I used to be really big, but I'm taking it slow for now." She paused—listening to the music. "You should get up there and join the band." She smiled.
Gajeel shook his head. "Don't got my bass." He grunted.
There was a clearing of the throat. "Well, we took care of that. I had Lily go bring it over. Don't worry though, we just gave it a few simple repairs and polished it up. You take excellent care of it." Makarov explained.
Gajeel shrugged. "Of course, I do."
Mira giggled. "That reminds me when Natsu first came here. Who knows how long that poor trumpet had to live before you fixed it up, Mr. Dreyar?"
Makarov nodded. "So your bass is in my office, you can pick it up whenever you're ready. Are you going to join the guys to play?" he motioned his head to the stage where Natsu played through his trumpet, Gray let the notes flow on his sax, and Lucy danced with Natsu when he took a break. It was all fun and games when you had the Henderson Stomp playing.
Wait a sec, Blondie's a part of this too?! Damn, was I the only one missing out on the fun? Gajeel shook his head. "Nah, I won't play for now. I guess I'll go mingle."
Makarov nodded. "Alright, but we need to discuss a contract soon."
Gajeel paused. Eh, I guess it comes with the job. Besides, Juvia and I been needing to sign to a record company. "Will do." He replied as he downed his shot before walking around.
He talked around with the folks—who didn't seem surprised that he finally joined the gang of musicians at Fairy Tail. "Hey alley-cat, you finally woke up." Lily smirked.
Gajeel shook his hand in their usual friendly manner. "So one hell ride we got ourselves into."
Lily shrugged. "I don't mind. It's one long hell of a ride after another, but since when did we care?" he chuckled.
Gajeel laughed. "You aren't messing around, are you?"
Lily looked at him jokingly. "With the women here? Of course not, I work all day and have my fun at night, but these gals could easily break my back and have me begging for mercy—not that I'm complaining." He winked.
Gajeel smiled. "Go run along, I'll see you later."
"Alright." Lily replied.
Later on that night…
"Hey all you ladies and gents, it's that time that you've been waiting for. The gal who seems quiet and shy is stepping out her shell tonight to give us all a special treat. You know who it is, so put those hands together and welcome her." Natsu introduced. The room began to applaud, hoot, and whistle. Gajeel watched in amusement, wanting to know who was this well-admired musician of musicians.
She came out in a relatively short red dress, strutted out in red heels, and a feathered headband. At the sight of the gal, the commotion increased and the girl threw a few kisses to the crowd. She popped her hip to the band and they started playing. She giggled before grabbing the mic and singing:
'I'm just happy as a king
Feeling good and everything.
Just like a bird in the spring (got to let it out)
It's my sweety can't you see
while the pining I confess
does he love me that's why I shout
Everybody loves my baby
but my baby don't love nobody but me
nobody but me
now
Everybody wants my baby
but my baby don't want nobody but me
that's plain to see!'
(various scatting)
'That's why everybody loves my baby,
but my baby don't love nobody but me
No body but me'
The crowd whistled as she paused to dance and waved her hands. "Dang Natsu, look at you playing good like The Cat!" The girl smiled as she danced by the trumpeter.
I don't know what type of delicious, tempting hell I am in right now and if I ever want to leave... I'm just trying to figure out how the hell does that damn shrimp have the voice of a goddess. It was true the one and only Levy McGarden was taking the stage and rocking the crowd as if it was no body's business.
'Oh I said Everybody loves my baby
but my baby don't love nobody but me
nobody but me
that's plain to see'
As Levy sung, she sent flirty looks to a random select of males—making the group get excited. The band took to a slower rhythm, but Levy stopped them. "Don't slow it down boys, I got a treat for the folks." The band sped it up to a different version with more trumpet, and the crowd watched as a slim dark young man appeared on stage smiling as he fixed his gray party suit and sung his version:
'Yes, everybody loves my baby
But my baby don't love nobody but me,
nobody but me
Oh, everybody wants my baby
But my baby don't want nobody but me;
that's plain to see
Yes, she got a foam like Venus
Honest, I ain't talking Greek
No one can come between us
She's my Sheba, I'm her Sheik
Yes, everybody loves my baby
But my baby, nobody but me
Yeah, love nobody but me'
Fairy Tail watched in shock, but soon joined in the fun. Levy giggled as she clapped her hands. "Ladies and Gents, give up for Lily, will ya?" The man tipped his hat and winked. "So yes, everyone loves my baby," Levy began.
"Yeah everybody loves my baby," Lily joined in, "but my baby don't love no body but me," And with that the two were singing in a round—Levy singing her version with Lily following close after. The crowd ate it all up, and it even got more chaotic when the next instrumental part came and the two took hand and began doing the Charleston!
The crowd's cheers got louder and soon everyone joined in with the two. Gajeel looked through the mass and saw that pretty much everyone paired up to dance: Gray took a break and was alongside Juvia; Gajeel saw a little Happy at least attempting to do the dance with a similar aged white haired girl; heck, even Alberona got a dance with Dreyar's brat. Gajeel sighed. I must look like a sore thumb not dancing with rest.
"Um, eh- excuse me. This might be weird, but would you like to dance?" Gajeel glared downward to the shaking, shy piano protégé Wendy Marvell.
He gave her a soft grin. "Alright kid." He took held of her hand and was surprise to see she already knew the dance and had been leading him for a quick moment.
The dancing kept going on for a while until Levy and Lil' left the stage leaving behind cries of encores, whistles, and hoots. Soon, the quiet Wendy Marvell took to the piano to satisfy the crowd for the time being with Mr. Freddie Blues.
Where the hell is that little- "Looking for someone?"
Gajeel glared over to the person he was looking for. It was Lily. He couldn't help but grin at his old friend. "So Fiore's Satchmo has returned once again."
Lily shook his head as he waved a finger. "I ain't a Satchmo; I just do my own thing."
Gajeel patted his shoulder. "Yes, I know. But you know what I mean. I say you better than whatever the State's got going on."
Lily did a little bow. "Thank you, thank you."
Gajeel's grin turned into a wicked smirked and his grip on Lily's shoulder tightened. "Now, more importantly, how the hell did she convince you to go on stage in a night when I've been at it for at least two years?"
Lily shrugged. "She was convincing; besides, I didn't know she could sing like that."
"Like hell, none of us did. I'll catch you later; I'm gonna find the gal." Gajeel replied.
"Oh gonna take her to your place and make some music magic?" Lily winked.
Gajeel growled. "Shut it, you little Sheik."
Lily laughed. "I'm taking that as a compliment, now scat." He said before Gajeel left.
…
Levy got pulled into the side room. She smirked as she was pushed against the doo; you could say she saw it coming. "Just who the hell are you?" a growling deep voice said in the dark as the figure rested an arm above her.
She chuckled. "A simple reporter and nothing more."
"You know that's as much bullshit as the economy in the States." Levy giggled as she turned on the light.
"Was my performance that good to ruffle your locks, Redfox?" she smirked.
"You are a dangerous woman with the voice of silk." Gajeel retorted.
"Ooo, a compliment from the Great Redfox, yet I think you like that aspect about me." Levy replied as she leaned closer. "Did you enjoy the show? It's a treat only for Fairy Tail, you know."
Gajeel leaned closer. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I'm just wondering why you are a reporter."
"I'm flattered. Like I said what I did is only for Fairy Tail. The industry would get too crowded if I joined in. Plus, it's easier to get my work for Dreyar done." She began.
Gajeel raised a brow. "I don't get it."
"As a reporter I can interview any and every musician out there. They love the publicity, and will spill anything. Plus, the jazz boys nowadays love to flirt—gives me the chance pull out something more. They wouldn't dare give me what I want if I was another singer. That would make competition stiffer." She explained.
Gajeel leaned by her ear. "I think you would like the competition." He whispered.
Levy giggled. "I eat it for breakfast; you think all those reporters willingly let me have the story. That's where I'm at." She smiled. "But I'm surprised that you're taking the time to flirt Kurogane." She breathed on his neck.
"Blame the alcohol."
"I like it. Now if you don't mind, we can talk later. Meet me here tomorrow at 5, training begins. Wear a white shirt and brown trousers." She told him.
"Why would that be?" Gajeel asked curiously.
"Don't wanna tempt the girls, Redfox." Levy winked.
"Whatcha trying to say, shrimp?" Gajeel snickered.
"You already know. Now I need to go, got work tomorrow." Levy slipped from under him. "Bye." She waved
Gajeel left the room and watched as she walked out the back door. "It's a miracle she doesn't get snatched up sooner or later." He said as Lily came be his side.
Lily shrugged. "Well not really, the girl got a gat."
Songs Used-
Henderson Stomp by Fletcher Henderson and his Orchestra
Everybody Loves My Baby by the Boswell Sisters (Levy's version); Different Version by Louis Armstrong (Lily's version)
Mr Freddie Blues by Jimmy Blythe
Terms Used-
Gat: a gun
Beef: problem; trouble
Scat: go, scram
Sheba: a very attractive woman; one with sex appeal
Sheik: a handsome man; one with sex appeal
Satchmo: a nickname give to Louis Armstrong (also what I named my trumpet…)
The Cat: a nickname for the trumpet player Cat Anderson
There we have it. Gajeel joins the Fairies and now we can start having a little more fun. Are you enjoying this? I hope so. Thanks for reading. Oh and I would like to especially thank BlackLothus for all the nice comments and the lovely conversation we had between chapters.
[Oh and so you know what Levy's voice sounds like, take Eva Taylor and Rosemary Clooney put their voices together and add a bucket of Levy's voice and there you go. ]
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