Author's note: Here we are! Chapter 4! I hope you guys enjoy this!
Chapter 4: Good Things Come to Those Who Wait.
"Just hand the money for the debt." a man said to the banker while holding a gun to his forehead. The man threatening the banker wore no shirt, only a poncho to cover his top half, ragged dirty pants, cowboy boots and a dirty, worn out hat. His long greyish blue hair fanned out behind him and his tan skin was coated with blue tribal markings. And it was obvious, the arm he was using wasn't his dominant arm; the man was missing his left arm.
"P-please Mr. Acnologia!" The banker begged "These few bags are all we have to give this month! We also need the money to keep the bannk running!" The man called Acnologia calibrated the gun and pressed it into the banker's forehead to the point it would leave a temporary mark.
"I don't need your shit." Acnologia growled "Just hand me my fucking money and I won't blow your brains out." The bank teller handed Acnologia all the cash before leaving "Next time I will kill you." He would've killed him on the spot, but he wanted his cash and killing the only bank teller in town would be exhausting. He left with the three bags of money, loaded them onto his carriage and left the area, unaware a bag of money fell out of the carriage and onto the streets.
The Sheriff and Deputy slept soundly at their stations, snoring away in the afternoon light. Levy barged into the office, startling the two.
"The hell?!" Sheriff Jet screamed startled from his sleep.
"We're under attack!" his overweight deputy screamed.
"Um, excuse me?" Levy called out to the startled two. They looked at Levy with surprise but then entered a daze, it seemed to them that the world around them disappeared and she was the only one there, like a spark had ignited in their hearts. She was beautiful "Are one of you the Sheriff?" Levy asked snapping them out of their daze.
"I'm the Sheriff." Jet suddenly said proudly "Sheriff Jet, and this is my Deputy Droy." The overweight man waved her a hello, still in a daze "What can I do for a beautiful girl like you?" Levy blushed at his compliment.
"I wanted to give you guys a piece of my mind." She replied "I want to know why you guys aren't doing anything to protect this town from that debt collector?" Jet and Droy looked at her in surprise.
"Well you see miss..."
"Levy."
"Levy. We're trying our best but-"
"But what?"
"But," Droy continued "the debt the town is paying off's contract is airtight. We can't do nothing about it."
"You got to be kidding me." Levy huffed.
"Sadly," Jet sighed "we're not." A moment of silence passed before Jet looked at Levy again "You new here?"
"Just arrived yesterday."
"Really? Would you like someone to give you a tour of the town?"
"No!" Deputy Droy screamed "I'll give Levy a tour of the town!"
"In your dreams tubby!"
"BOYS!" Levy screamed "I already took a self tour of the town. I even have a job at the local Saloon." The boys smiled hearing her say this.
"Now," she continued "the reason I came here today is to tell you guys that you need to stand up for the town! That's your jobs as Sheriff and Deputy! Gold Mining Crisis or not, we still should have a proud town that shows we can overcome anything!" The two men looked at her with sincerity.
"You're right." Droy replied "We should defend the town!"
"Don't worry Miss Levy," Sheriff Jet reassured "We'll look further into that contact and see if their's something we can do." Smiling, Levy thanked the men and walked out of the Sheriff's Office.
A smile appeared on her face after her discussion with the Sheriff and Deputy; it looked like Levy saved a bit of the town, she smiled until she tripped over something. Levy let out a groan of pain from the sudden fall and then looked behind herself and couldn't believe her eyes; it was a bag of money. Legit cash! She opened the bag and her jaw hit the dusty roads; $1,000 dollars! A thousand dollars! She had literally stumbled across $1,000 dollars! Seeing this, Levy began to think of ways to spend the money only to stop her thoughts mid-track. This money didn't belong to her, it belonged to the bank. If they dropped it, then it had to be returned. It was the right thing to do after all. Levy lifted up the money with some difficulty and made her way to the town bank.
Levy looked around the mostly empty bank and found the teller, drinking himself under the table; he looked like he went under a freightening ordeal.
"Um... pardon me." Levy said gently, startling the teller.
"Oh!" The teller gulped "Yes! Yes! How can I help you?"
"I found this bag of money on the road, I just came here to return it that's all." The teller looked at Levy with surprise.
"Oh! Oh thank you kind girl! But I can't accept this!"
"What? Why?"
"Err... company policy." Levy looked at the teller suspiciously, what was he hiding?
"Why don't you keep it?" The teller asked "I never seen you around here before so I have a feeling you're here to open a bank account." Levy was unsure about this; it seemed to her like a too generous thing to give such a very large amount of cash to her when the teller never seen her in his entire life. But Levy did need the money, and things weren't going to go well for her if she kept staying at the inn. Sighing, Levy nodded.
"Ok," she smiled "I'll take the money. I also would like to open a bank account and purchase a house." The teller smiled and did what she requested.
Two days had passed since Levy found the money and Levy was in the best mood she could ever be in. Of course she was going to continue working at Fairy Tail Saloon; she took a liking to the place and she never knew when she needed the money.
"You seem really happy Levy." Erza pointed out after getting a drink.
"Yeah," Levy smiled "I am."
"Met someone special?" Levy blushed.
"N-no! I just feel luck is on my side today." The music stopped when the whinny of a horse could be heard "Or not."
Gajeel walked into the saloon and made his way to his usual spot. By now, Levy had memorized the recipe to his usual drink and already had it set up for him.
"Thanks Shrimp." Gajeel smirked. He took a sip and then gave Levy a smirk "You seem pretty happy today Shrimp. Got laid?" Levy blushed at his accusation.
"NO!" Levy puffed "I didn't have sex!"
"Really?" He looked at her head to toe once again, he really wanted to ravish her right now.
"My sex life is not your concern Gajeel!"
"Whatever you say Shrimp." Gajeel replied before lighting a cigarette and beginning to smoke it; Levy's mouth hung open in shock.
"Gajeel!" Levy squeaked "Smoking isn't allowed in the saloon anymore!"
"Hey! I want a smoke, I'll fucking smoke!" He blew the smoke out of his nose and Levy coughed.
"Please Gajeel! There's a reason we banned smoking." A slight cough escaped her lips.
"Well whatever it is, it's stupid." He payed Levy for his drink "I'm leaving, I got shit to do." He blew out more smoke and then left the saloon. The atmosphere resumed and Levy tried to continue her job, only to keep coughing while the scent of tobacco filled the air around her.
Levy continued to cough and wheeze, gasping for air like a fish out of water. Her face turned red as she held onto her throat, trying to get more air to come in in some way. Finally, her body couldn't take it anymore and she passed out. Cana, who was drinking her beer at the end of the bar, noticed Levy falling to the ground and heightened herself to figure out the situation.
"LEVY?!" Cana screamed, now sobering up from the situation that just unfolded. She jumped behind the bar and shook the blue haired girl "LEVY! COME ON! DON'T DO THIS! MIRA! GET THE DOCTOR! LEVY'S NOT BREATHING!" Mira rushed over to the blue haired girl and did everything she could to help her before the doctor arrived and took care of the situation.
