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Chapter 29: Take
"Where is the kettle?"
The slayer frowned over his beer. "Right in front of yer face."
"No it's not," protested the Exceed. "Ours is iron."
"So?"
"This one is steel. It's not ours."
"Lev must of switched it out. You'd think she wouldn't mind the mess judging by the state of her hair."
"Why would she do that? Our kettle was fine!"
"We haven't washed the kettle in how long?"
"Well-"
"Exactly. That girl can't stand the rust and insisted on fixing it up."
"Ah. And the drinks in the fridge?"
"She's borrowing a few for the drunkard's birthday and left us something to replace it."
"A trade off of alcohol for juice?"
Gajeel shrugged. "Yeah."
"And you're okay with that?"
"Sure, why not?"
A similar thing that occurred not two weeks prior, in which the slayer wondered where his old work shirt had gotten to only to find that Levy had slipped away with it after an impromptu sleep over three days before.
"Don't you find that odd?"
"Nope."
The Exceed eyed him suspiciously. "Is she blackmailing you?"
He almost spat out his beer which would have been a waste considering that it was one of his last. "The fuck? She wouldn't have the guts."
"Then why're these changes not got you bothered? You're more stubborn than anyone I know; you hate change."
"Are you telling me you don't like the kiwi juice?"
"I didn't say that," he said hastily before continuing with, "I am simply stating that things around here are going missing, things that you should be upset about and I'd like to know where they've gone. Knowing Levy has them is certainly reassuring, Gajeel, but I can't believe you're letting her take things."
"She's not taking them. She's borrowing them," he corrected.
"Borrowing?! We're not getting those drinks back, you know?"
He waved off his partner's chiding. "Lay off, Lil. We don't drink that much anyway. Most nights we're at the guild hall anyway."
"And your shirt?" Lily snorted. "Consider it gone forever. I've heard that women taking things usually involves them never returning."
"Look, we'll get the stuff back eventually. Relax." Gajeel rather liked having this rare, upper hand for once in a totally non-height related matter. It was Pantherlily's turn to lose this cool, something the slayer was growing to enjoy no matter how childish such satisfaction was. "What would you do if she took something we actually needed?"
"Like food? Look, she restocks our fridge nine times out of ten."
"You're ridiculous," he said finally. "We don't have that much to begin. Not to mention that you're usually so possessive."
He shrugged again and watched as Lily padded out of the room shaking his head in bemused disbelief. The apartment was quiet once more until he heard his partner yelp from another room.
"Gajeel, are you kidding me?"
"What?" he threw back.
"Her hairbrush is in our bathroom."
"It's been there for a while, Lil."
"But I- How-" the Exceed spluttered while the slayer gave a sharp laugh in the kitchen.
"I borrowed it last summer."
"That long?"
Gajeel grinned to himself. If a simple brush got him worked up, then he would have to be damn sure that the pair of panties he had swiped last summer wouldn't surface as well. Dare or no, he certainly wasn't giving them up any time soon.
Hope you guys enjoyed!
On a side note, I can now legally drink in my country! (which feels super weird) For those of you that can legally do that, how does it feel? Do you like it? Do you care?
Oh well! Let me know what you think about the story so far [:
