Task 3: legs (Part 1)
"Quit this shit, god dammit! You'll wake her!" Gajeel hissed irritatedly after Lily had hit him one more time.
"Oh, so it's now my fault?" Pantherlily menacingly inquired and attempted to hit Gajeel again. Iron Dragon Slayer dodged, threw his transformed fist at exceed's jaw, which made Lily jump several meters backwards, then launch himself at him. Through blow exchange wasn't by no means gentle, both tried to be as discreet, as possible, mindful of still sleeping girl behind the wall.
You may wonder what they were doing. Oh, diligent Exceed, keeping in mind that there are just a few days left before scheduled grand event, intended to proceed to another stage of preparation, since they still have few things to work on. But of course with dense Gajeel all went wrong.
Morning started rather energetically for small black cat. He was up early, eager and full of resolute. So he went straight to the sitting room, pulled his Dragon Slayer off the couch and dragged him to the backyard of their small house short after sunrise claiming that he needs to make sure Gajeel knew how to stand and move in presence of Royalty.
Iron Mage abruptly torn out from a rather pleasant sleep wasn't in indulging mood.
He stood there in his usual stance: legs wide, arms crossed on the chest, studded brows screwed in frown above fiercely glaring eyes, head and shoulders adorned by over disheveled mane – perfect picture of honorable guest at royal rank event, my ass – and stubbornly refused to make amends. Lily silently glared, Gajeel glared back. Then first angry growls and exclamations in low voices had flown, which eventually led to insults and hits.
At the same time in Gajeel's bedroom
Levy was slowly waking up to the most intoxicating sensation ever – his wonderful iron scent. She still was lying with closed eyes, unaware of her surroundings, enjoying how his smell enveloped her whole being. It feels like she was in his arms, perfectly comfortable and warm, sensation so pleasurable that she absolutely didn't want to move. Ever.
Bliss continued for a couple of minutes, while some strange bustle noise was growing in a small distance from her, outside whatever place she was in, until suddenly loud crack was heard followed by thunderous crash. She jerked, eyes flew open immediately, staring in shock at a pile of broken bricks and pieces of plaster, which, as she assumed, used to be a house wall.
Through sagging specks of dust Gajeel's, Lily's and Elfman's faces were peeking. Then Natsu's vertex plopped from under the debris and he inquired:
"Hey, Metal Head, what Levy doing in your bed?"