Author's note: Alright, Chapter 3! Let's check it out! ps. sorry i keep fixing it. I'm going to have to check it over three times before I post it from now on lol

Chapter 3: Planning and Plan A.

Jet and Droy returned to Jet's small apartment that day. Since he was a single man, he didn't need much space in order to live. Out in the center of the living room was a light board filled with many different colored light pens. Droy was sitting on the couch which looked like it would collapse any minute under his weight. Jet began to write out a title called 'Things that make a wedding.'

"Ok," Jet began "what makes a wedding Droy?" Droy thought for a moment.

"A cake?" Droy asked. Jet thought for a moment, of course Droy would think of food.

"Ok, food and cake. Good start." he wrote it down "What else?"

"A bride and groom?" Jet wrote it down.

"Oh! The clothes!" Jet said outloud. He continued writing until they had a full list:

bride/ groom

guests

wedding rings

clothes

wedding certificate

wedding party

cake/food

music

cathedral

wedding planners

"Ok," Jet huffed "If we can demolish any of these things, then the whole wedding system will crumble and there won't be a wedding. We can try convincing Levy but that's not going to work and Lord knows Gajeel will kill us."

"So what do we do?" Droy asked.

"They probably are going to schedule the wedding at The Cathedral." Jet explained "When we get a date, that's when we strike!"

"What do we do?"

"We will make sure they don't get married at The Cathedral. No church, no wedding!" Jet said.

A week passed after the engagement was announced and Gajeel and Levy announced the date of their wedding: July 15 Year X792. It was already the end of July of X791 so they only had a year left. Levy and Gajeel decided to make an appointment with the cathedral and schedule the wedding date. From that moment, Jet and Droy made the decision to strike. Since they knew Gajeel could pick up their scent, they masked there scent with a plant that neutralizes their odor. They were watching from the outside of the priest's office window. They did there best to keep out of eyesight, the window was slightly opened but it wouldn't have an effect.

"What's the plan Jet?" whispered Droy in a cough whisper.

"An hour after they leave, you distract the priest while I destroy the information on the wedding day." Jet whispered back.

"Woah! Wait, why can't I do that?"

"Cause you're too fat and would be noticed right away."

"That's not fair! I want to do it!"

"Dude, I can use my Speed Magic to get in and out. All you need to do is distract him. Just go in for confession or something." Droy nodded, he dipped his fingers into a bucket of fried chicken when suddenly, they heard someone sniff the air.

"Hey," said a voice. It was Gajeel, but he was still inside the room "does anyone smell fried chicken?" Jet then took the bucket of fried chicken and threw it away in the trash can; promising to buy Droy a new bucket after they finish this plan.

An hour after Gajeel and Levy left; Droy walked into The Cathedral and walked into confession. Jet sped into the priest's office and looked through the file cabinet he witnessed the priest put Levy and Gajeel's wedding plan file in. Once he got it, he sneaked out of the office at a high speed and waited for Droy to come out of confession. Three minutes later, the priest came out of The Cathedral screaming on the top of his lungs. Soon, Droy followed.

"Mavis," Jet said out loud "What did you say to him?" Droy stared at Jet at that moment.

"Don't ask." he replied "Not only that, that was only half the list." Jet looked at his longtime friend stunned; what has he done in his life to make a priest run out like that?

That night at Droy's house, Jet and Droy got the empty trash can and put the wedding files in there.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" asked Droy "What if Levy finds out and gets upset with us?"

"This is for her own good." replied Jet "She'll be much happier not marrying him." Jet took out a miniature fire lacrima out of his pocket and set the wedding file on fire.

"No file, no wedding." Jet smirked "C'mon Droy, let's get you that bucket of fried chicken."

"Yay!"

Two days later, Levy and Gajeel walked into the guild. Only Gajeel seemed to be moodier than usual and Levy looked like she was on the verge of tears. The engaged couple sat at the bar and immediately became the attention of Mira Jane.

"What's wrong?" Mira asked.

"Non of your damn business demon wench!" Gajeel yelled before gulping his beer down.

"We just got a call from the cathedral this morning." Levy sighed "The priest said that he lost our file on our wedding plans." Jet and Droy heard that and high-fived under the table.

"Oh my." Mira said "That does sound bad, what happened?"

"We don't know. He remembers putting it in the file cabinet but when he went to add more papers into it, it was gone! Gajeel thinks the priest is trying to pull a scam on us so we'd pay more."

"Damn straight!" Gajeel said "I find it suspicious that the idiot lost our file." Jet and Droy exchanged glances.

"So we can't have our wedding there. Oh Mira, what are we gonna do?" Levy asked "Gajeel and I had our hearts set on that place!" Levy looked as if she was going to cry. Gajeel began to pat her shoulder in attempt to cheer her up.

"Levy my child, what's wrong?" Levy looked up to find Makarov on the bar counter walking over to her. Levy began to explain her situation to Makarov who nodded "You know, not everyone get's married in a church." he began "I got married here in the guild. Heck it was one of the best days of my life. The wedding night was the best. Especially when-"

"Jesus grandpa!" screamed Laxus from across the guild "I maybe an artificial dragon slayer but I can still hear what you're saying!"

"Anyhow, I offer the guild to you both to host your wedding." Makarov said. Gajeel and Levy exchanged glances and smiled.

"Thank you so much Master!" Levy said with tears of joy falling down her cheeks. She hugged the elderly man for his kindness.

"Gihihi. You're too good to me old man." Gajeel said while patting the tiny old man on the head.

"You've become one of my children Gajeel, and I hate to see my children upset...you can stop patting me on the head now." Jet and Droy's jaws dropped. They didn't expect this to occour.

"What do we do now?" Droy whispered in a very soft tone to Jet.

"We have no choice." Jet said "Time for Plan B." as they whispered this, Pantherlily walked by; overheard their conversation but shrugged it off.