With this chapter I am finally all caught up on cleaning up what I currently have written for Burnt Cookies. If you got this far I really hope you enjoyed it! I will be updating within the day after I update Burnt Cookies, I usually update 1 to 2 times a week.

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Laxus stepped into Mira's office and walked over to her desk. She had said the Tylenol would be in the second drawer on the right. His head was killing him, he definitely didn't drink enough water at the job today, and being out in the hot sun had taken it's toll. Bottle retrieved, he opened it and popped three pills in his mouth. While gulping down a glass of water, his eyes were drawn to the closet that had been left open. That wasn't extremely unusual, Mira left it open all the time, what was unusual was the giant white garment bag that now hung inside.

Laxus frowned, he was pretty sure that wasn't there two weeks ago when he was back here. Why would she keep a big garment bag at the restaurant? He hoped it wasn't a mascot costume or something like that, it wouldn't suit the place at all. Really it wasn't his business anyway. He started to head out the door and glanced one more time at it, this time catching the word wedding written on the front. Damn, he hoped that didn't mean what he thought it meant. Spurned on by the terror that was forming in his gut, he stormed over and pulled the zipper half way down. It was definitely a wedding dress.

His mouth went dry. What the hell did this mean? Mira said they could take their time but she was buying a dress? Was he supposed to do something here? Shouldn't he get a ring and ask a question before she went and bought this white monstrosity? Screw it, he had to go get her and ask her. This was bullshit. Lulling him into complacency and then surprising him with this shit, it was not okay.

He stomped out into the front where Mira was helping behind the bar, giggling at something Bixlow had said. When he got over to his friends, Freed looked up at him with his brows furrowed in concern, "Is everything okay Laxus? You don't look very well."

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine," Laxus said curtly, grabbing Mira's arm and dragging her to the back office with him.

Mira just smiled and let herself be dragged along, when he pulled her through the door of her office she winked, "I don't know if this is the best time for a quickie hun."

Laxus threw his head back and sighed, then released her and walked over to the closet, pulling the garment bag out. "What is this Mira?"

Mira's face grew serious and she put a finger to her mouth, "Well I'm not sure . . .hmm you know, I think . . .I mean I'm not an expert here . . .but I think that just might be a wedding dress." She covered her mouth to hide her giggles.

Laxus ran a hand through his hair, trying to keep a lid on his temper, "Come on Mira, this isn't funny. You said we didn't have to rush things, so why the hell do you have a wedding dress in your office?"

"It's not mine silly, why would I hide my dress here? I'd put it somewhere you wouldn't find it. It's bad luck for the groom to see the dress before the wedding you know." Mira walked over and zipped the garment bag all the way up. She gently dislodged Laxus' grip from the side of the bag and tucked the whole thing back in the closet.

Laxus scratched the back of his neck,"Does that mean you did get a dress and you are hiding it somewhere from me?"

Mira smiled big and waved his worries off, "Of course not! We're not engaged. When I pick out my dress it will be somewhere that serves champagne." Mira held a hand up like she was holding a glass and lifted her chin, "Then Lisanna and I can say stuff like 'we love the neckline but it shows too much of my decolletage.'"

Laxus' whole body relaxed and he rubbed his aching head, "Thank god, that scared the shit out of me."

Mira smiled and gave him a big hug, "Well I hope you cleaned up after yourself."

"Huh? Really Mira," Laxus couldn't help but smile as she giggled into his chest. "Who's dress is that then?"

"Lucy's," Mira responded simply.

Laxus' brow wrinkled in confusion, "What? Did I miss when Natsu asked the question?"

"No, they aren't engaged, she just really liked the dress so I told her she should get it," Mira stepped away from him and went over to her desk where she started tidying her stacks of paper.

"Mira, they haven't even been together a year now, you shouldn't try to push them into this," Laxus warned.

"Aww, but they would make the most adorable babies!" Mira exclaimed, moving to put some papers away in the file cabinet.

"I'm gonna tell him," Laxus crossed his arms.

"No, you can't!" Mira exclaimed, still turned towards the file cabinet so that Laxus couldn't see the small smile forming on her lips.

Laxus pointed a finger at her, "Yes I can Mira, he has a right to know. Next thing I know you'll be booking wedding locations for them."

Mira turned and gave him a big grin, "Now that's an idea!"

Laxus sighed and rolled his eyes, "You are hopeless."

Mira walked over and wrapped her hands around his waist, "Come on, let's get back or your friends are really gonna think we're getting frisky back here."

Laxus gave a half smile, "That wouldn't be such a bad idea . . ."

Mira laughed and pulled out of his hold, then grabbed his hand and led him to the door, "And I'm the one who is hopeless?"

Laxus gave a full grin this time, "But later right?"

Mira just smiled and winked.

Levy leaned against the window, hand resting on her abdomen so she could focus on the little one dancing inside, Gajeel's cat Lily curled up by her toes. It was late and the sun was starting to go down, spreading oranges and pinks across the horizon. She wasn't a big fan of these evenings when Gajeel had to work late. Even if half the time he merely acted as a foot cushion while she read, his presence had become such a comfort to her.

Since Gajeel wasn't home she finally had time to catch up with Lucy on the phone. The last couple weeks had been busy so she hadn't found time to slip next door, so the phone call had seemed like the perfect thing to cheer up her lonely evening. Instead she was feeling confused and upset. She should probably blame it on the hormones, why would it bother her that Juvia and Lucy would buy dresses too. It didn't mean that they were getting married soon, it meant that they were impulsive and crazy. It still bothered her though, Juvia had only known Gray a year and Lucy had known Natsu for less than that. Levy has known Gajeel for nearly six years now, half which she considered him her best friend. They had even been a couple for longer than the others. Yet, though she was pregnant and living with him, she still didn't have a ring.

What she couldn't figure out is why that bothered her now. She didn't need a ring to know Gajeel loved her. Levy was sure she hadn't felt that way before. She had never felt any jealousy towards Erza, she was very happy for her friend and her upcoming nuptials. This stuff with Lucy was just making Levy start to have doubts. Like why hadn't Gajeel asked her yet. With his obnoxious alpha nature, it would make sense that he would want to mark her as his own with something as archaic at a ring and changing her name. He would also give her crap for referring to it as such.

Weddings had never really been important to Levy. Her own parents hadn't been married until long after she was born, in some tribal type ceremony that they had more taken part of out of intellectual curiosity than anything else. Her mother had never changed her name. Yet her parents had loved each other to the very end, she didn't know a pair of people more in tune.

The role reversal was very confusing and unnerving for her. Why was Gajeel hesitating? Did he really not care? Did he not want to marry her when she was all fat and swollen? She looked down at her swollen feet and ankles and grimaced. Levy wasn't sure she would want to wear a wedding dress in her current state. She would look like some sort of overdressed beluga whale.

The whole topic was just exhausting. Maybe she would just rest her eyes for a bit. She didn't need a wedding, she just needed some sleep.

"What's wrong with him?" Orga motioned to the blond currently collapsed on the table.

Rogue took a sip of his beer, eyes studying the crowd, "He's feeling a little down."

"A little down!" Sting lifted his head and cried dramatically, "A child who lost a lolli is a little down, I'm absolutely depressed! I have checked every bakery in the entire city and no one has seen head or tail of that woman! She's moved away and now I will never see her again. All that time wasted! I never said hello!" He fell back down on the table.

Rogue looked at Orga and shrugged, "See a little down."

Orga sat at the table with the frown, "Ah, woman trouble, I know that feeling brother. I'm glad I had to go out of town for the last week, a change of scenery did me good. Course it didn't help that when I got in and asked about Mira, Juvia ran away sobbing." He leaned into his hands, "Pretty sure she's with Laxus already."

"That's a shame, I liked her," Rogue commiserated.

Orga rubbed his chin, "Eh, I let it go on longer than it should have. I knew it wasn't working, she was just so . . . ." he sighed. "Let's not talk about it, who's this girl Sting is stalking."

"I'm not stalking her, I'm searching for her," Sting mumbled loudly into his arms.

"Remember the baker from Rufus' wedding?" Rogue asked.

"Yea, the short haired chick. Yukino right?" Orga took a sip of his beer and smiled.

"Yes, we used to pass by her workplace on the way back from our lunch break, but she is no longer employed there," explained Rogue.

"Oh, I know that," Orga took a slow sip and swallowed. "In fact, I know where she's working right now."

Sting leapt across the table grabbing Orga by the shirt, just barely missing tipping his beer, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier!"

Orga laughed, dislodging Sting's hands and brushing off his collar, "Chill out, I happen to like this shirt. How the hell was I supposed to know you had a thing for her? We only saw her like three times for wedding stuff."

Sting pulled his hands down the sides of his face in frustration, "Good gods man! Where is she then?"

"She works at a bakery a few stores down from Mira's bar. I talked to her once at the bar, she told me she moved in with her sister in the suburbs over there," Orga said.

Sting threw his arms up in celebration, "Yes! Now just to figure out how to see her."

Rogue made a small chuckle, "You could always just go get a cup of coffee."

Gajeel shut the door quietly, stepping out of his boots and leaving them by the door. He hated working so late but Levy had a doctors appointment the next day and he wanted to be there. He was tired and very ready to get a hot shower and a warm bed, but he knew there were things he would have to get done first. After all, he did live with an absentminded shrimp.

He shut off the light in the living room, and the dining room, and the kitchen. Moved the wash to the dryer, shut off the stereo, and cut the light to the back porch. He cleared the leftover time from the timer on the microwave, and rinsed the few dishes in the sink to put them in the dishwasher. At least this time she hadn't left the oven on or any candles lit in the living room, maybe this was a sign of improvement.

He rubbed his tired face and headed up the stairs, smiling when he found her sleeping in her favorite spot. Levy was fast asleep on her window seat, book open on her growing stomach, the moonlight illuminating her peaceful face. He didn't want to get her yet, he smelled of sweat, metal, and sawdust. Instead Gajeel stripped his dirty clothes, throwing them in the hamper and headed to the bathroom. He hopped in a hot shower, singing as he scrubbed the layer of grime from his body.

When he was clean and dry, he headed towards his tiny woman, hefting her easily into his arms and turning towards the bed. She gave an adorable tiny yawn and snuggled into his bare chest, doubly making Gajeel thankful he had showered before grabbing her. He pulled the covers back and set her down, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. She smiled and hummed, half opening her eyes then pulling his face down to kiss her on the lips. Moments like this made it all worth it, the long hours, the tidying after her, fixing the microwave once a week; he would do it time and time again for her sweet kisses and smiles.

Then her eyes closed and her face began to fall down into a frown. "What's the matter Shorty?" Gajeel pushed a stray hair behind her ear then let his fingers lightly whisper across her jawline.

She looked up at him but didn't say anything right away. Levy opened her mouth then shut it suddenly, blowing out a loud breath from her nose. Her brow furrowed and she quietly started, "Gajeel . . ." then stopped again, shifting her gaze to look at his chest instead of his eyes.

"Too entranced with my sexiness to put a full sentence together," Gajeel grinned, attempting to lighten her mood.

"Do you want to marry me, like at all?" Levy spat out, then her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Her cheeks flushed red and he could tell tears were starting to form.

Gajeel couldn't help but chuckle at her unexpected question. He gave her a sad smile, pregnant Levy was kind of a mess. "Of course I do Shorty, although, as far as proposals go, that was not very romantic," he pulled a hand from her face and gave it a kiss.

"Gajeel! That wasn't a proposal!" she exclaimed. She pulled her hand from his grip and crossed her arms protectively, "it's just . . .it's just with everything going on these days I don't feel like I know what you're thinking. And I was worried that maybe you weren't sure about me or something . . ." She covered her face, "I don't know! Oh Gajeel, what is this baby doing to my brain!"

Gajeel chuckled and rose from the bed. He crossed the room and went to his dresser, pulling out the top drawer. It didn't take long to find what he was looking for, he had just pulled it out yesterday, wondering when he would work up the courage to give it to her. It seemed strange that in their current circumstances, something like asking her to marry him would still feel so hard. He turned and smiled at her confused expression, she was so beautiful.

He walked back to the bed and for a moment hesitated. Should he kneel? Sit with her? Sing a song? This seemed so simple and he had always thought it should be something grand and romantic. Maybe that had been his problem in the first place, he had been over thinking when he should have just gone with his instincts. Gajeel decided to just sit next to her, wiping her cheek with his free hand. "Nah Levy, I haven't helped much. I've had this ready for weeks, I just couldn't find the right time to give it to you." He grabbed her left hand and placed the ring on her ring finger, "You want to put up with this metal head for the rest of your life?"

For a moment Levy stared at her hand in disbelief, then her face slowly pulled up into a happy smile, "Gajeel it's beautiful!" Gajeel couldn't help but puff up a bit in pride. He had worked really hard on the ring, it was white gold, small flowers weaving their way up the sides, similar to the ones he had put on her Christmas gift. It was a good quality diamond, one he had been hanging onto for a while, just waiting for the right use for it. Gajeel had started the ring only a few weeks into their relationship, knowing in his heart that, one way or another, they would get to this point. The ring was probably the first thing he had ever made that he couldn't find a fault with, so it was only appropriate that it would be for Levy.

She was still staring at it and hadn't given him a proper reply, so he cocked his head and gave her a half grin, "Is that a yes Shorty?"

Levy shifted her eyes to him and her smile widened, she threw her arms around him and gave him an enthusiastic kiss, "Yes, of course, yes!" She pulled back to look at him, her eyes twinkling, "Let's go get the license tomorrow!"

"Huh?" Gajeel was a little lost.

"I don't want to wait Gajeel, lets go get the license and then we can go to the courthouse next week, let mom and Juvia be our witnesses. I don't want to do a big thing, it costs too much money. Plus I'm pregnant, so I'd look silly in a dress and I couldn't drink any champagne. So let's surprise everyone and just do it!"

"I don't know, you sure you don't want the big ordeal or anything?" Gajeel asked.

Levy pulled herself closer, shaking her head into his chest, "Nope, I just want you."

Gajeel smiled, "Alright Shorty, let's do it then."

"Don't forget when you cut the next piece to leave section open for the vent," Gray said, standing over Natsu's shoulder.

"No shit numb nuts!" Natsu said with a frown, not taking his eye off the cut.

"You sure? Because it looks like you are cutting it wrong," Gray crossed his arms.

Natsu breathed out deeply and cut the saw off. He put his safety earmuffs down around his neck and turned to look at Gray. He pointed at him using the piece of flooring, "See this is why I don't like working with you! Stupid Gajeel has to disappear to who knows where and I'm stuck with you! Don't you have something better to be doing than looking over my shoulder!"

Gray tilted his head, not in the least bit intimidated by Natsu's tone, "No, because you are taking forever to make the stupid cuts." He gestured to where all the current pieces of flooring were already put in.

Natsu put the earmuffs back over his ears and grumbled, "Would've done just fine on my own but stupid Laxus making me take help." He turned on the saw and went back to making measured cuts into the piece of wood. When he was finished he stomped over and set the piece in place. He motioned to it and widened his eyes at Gray, "See! Perfect fit!"

Gray leaned against the way, a small smirk forming on his face, "You got lucky."

"That was skill you icy bastard!" Natsu's volume was starting to increase with his agitation, he stomped in Gray direction.

Just when he was about to grab the dark haired smartass, a voice rang out, "Can't I ever leave you idiots alone without coming back to the two of you fighting!" Laxus stood in the doorway, running a hand down his face.

"What are you doing here?" Gray said, his face wary.

Laxus shrugged, and held up a bag, "I brought sandwiches."

"Is this some kind of trick?" Natsu narrowed his eyes, but drifted towards the bag, led by his nose.

"They aren't poisoned or something?" Gray asked, slowly sidling his way towards Laxus.

"Seriously, I bring lunch and you guys immediately distrust it," Laxus rubbed his jaw. "No, assholes, it's just lunch. I wanted to talk to Natsu." He sighed when they both still eyed him suspiciously, "You guys are ridiculous. Come on let's go eat outside."

They all went outside and clambered up onto Gray's tailgate. It was nice to be in the sunshine, the house was too cold for Natsu. Out here the sun warmed his back and he soaked it in gratefully, wishing he had a reason to be out here longer, missing the beach. He took the sandwich from Laxus, tearing away the paper and taking a large bite. He didn't know what was responsible for the strange change, maybe Mira was a good influence, but if it meant lots of sandwiches, he liked the new Laxus. "So what did you come over here for, you going to take Gray somewhere else? Cause I really don't need him."

Gray rolled his eyes.

"Natsu just accept the damn help! I don't know why everyone wants a damn floor put in right now, but we've got like three more behind this one and I need you to go as fast as you can. That means using Gray or Gajeel. Hell Natsu, what are you twelve? Learn to work with Gray!" Laxus angrily tore into his sandwich.

Natsu pouted, his mouth full of food. He flicked Gray off when he noticed his gloating smile, then turned back to Laxus, "Then why are you here?"

Laxus sighed, "You remember how the girls all went to help Erza . . ."

"Yea . . ." Natsu wondered where Laxus was going with this.

"Well has Lucy told you what she did there?" Laxus tested.

"No, well at least I don't think so, anytime she starts talking about Erza's wedding stuff my brain kinda turns off," Natsu said, taking another bite of his sub. "I really just don't care about how there are five different kinds of blue for bridesmaid dresses ya know?"

"Mira's gonna be pissed at me, but I had to tell you. Lucy bought a dress at the sale," Laxus stared at Natsu waiting for a reaction. Gray choked on his sandwich.

Natsu looked at Laxus for a while, wide-eyed with surprise, a weird smile forming on his face. Just when Laxus was starting to think he was losing it, Natsu surprised them all by doubling over in riotous laughter.

Laxus looked at Gray in confusion, Gray merely shrugged, "I think you broke him."

Natsu came up for air, looking at the sky with a large open grin on his face, "I knew that was going to happen! Lucy is such a weirdo!"

Gray raised a brow, "That doesn't bother you?"

Laxus' mouth dropped, "Wait you knew this would happen?"

"Yea, I tried to keep her from going by turning off her alarm, but she's so used to getting up early I wasn't able to trick her long enough." Natsu finally realized that both men were staring like he had lost his mind. "What? Lucy is like the worst impulse buyer on the planet! If she sees something she likes, and it's a good deal, she has to have it. It's probably left over from not being told no enough as a little kid. She's not allowed to shop without supervision anymore. Going to a dress sale with Cana and Mira is like the opposite of going shopping with supervision, that's more like having a devil on both shoulders telling you to get it." He took a big bite of his sandwich and gave them another grin.

"Seriously, it doesn't bother you at all that Lucy bought a wedding dress?" Gray asked in disbelief.

"Nah," Natsu said, wiping mayo from the corner of his mouth and licking his finger.

"But you haven't even known Lucy for a year man and she's starting to plan your wedding!" Laxus exclaimed.

"She can plan it however she wants, I don't care," Natsu grinned and took another bite.

"Are you planning on marrying Lucy?" asked Gray

"Of course I'm gonna marry Lucy," Natsu said with his mouth full.

"How can you be so sure?" Laxus raised a brow.

"I just know," Natsu said, swallowing deeply.

"What if a year from now she decides she can't stand your farts, or she finally realizes what a giant pig you are when you eat?" Gray asked, his face screwed up in disgust as he watched Natsu shove the last quarter of his sandwich in his mouth.

"That's stupid, Lucy's known what a big pig I am from day one! As for farting, it was just yesterday she was taking a shower so I went in there and ripped a big one," Natsu laughed with his mouthful. "I mean, she was pissed at me. Afterwards she chased after me and tried to tackle me, as if getting tackled by a clean, naked woman is some kind of punishment."

"I think Lucy has obtained Saint status," said Gray, shaking his head at Natsu.

Laxus rubbed his temples, "Wait, so your telling me you've been with Lucy like seven months now and you are already turning her shower into some kinda messed up stinky sauna."

"I know, that's love right?" Natsu joked. He saw their looks of disapproval and laughed, "What do you guys hide your farts and bad manners or something? What's the point of being with someone if you can't be yourself?"

"Doing the nasty stuff that you do would not be me being myself," Gray scoffed.

"I've know Mira since we were kids, I don't have to hide anything because we grew up running around naked in the backyard together. I taught that girl how to spit and flick people off. That's different. You just met Lucy last November, and you're probably already shitting with the door open." Laxus wrinkled his nose, "That's weird."

"That's just me," Natsu shrugged.

"So you're telling us that you could marry Lucy tomorrow, that idea doesn't freak you out?" Gray asked, tucking his trash into the empty bag in the back of the trunk.

Natsu paused for a moment, running his tongue back and forth over his teeth as if he was testing the taste of the idea. "You know, no, that wouldn't bother me in the least. Maybe I should ask her, it's where we're heading anyway. Why wait?" He grew a mischievous grin, "I bet it would piss Erza off too, I wonder if I could get a wedding in before hers."

Laxus pulled himself off the side of the truck and turned, "You are absolutely out of your mind." His eyes widened in sudden understanding, "Damn."

"What's wrong?" Gray asked.

"I knew Mira gave in too easily when I told her I was going to tell you about the dress, that crafty bitch," He put his hands to his hips and breathed out in a half laugh, "She fricking knew this was exactly what you were going to do. Damnit she probably even wanted me to do this shit in the first place." He pointed at Natsu, "Don't ask her to marry you, it's too soon."

Natsu grinned, "Now I'm definitely going to do it."

"You can't ask someone to marry you just to spite someone else," Gray sighed.

"I was going to do it eventually, I just hadn't really thought about it yet. The fact that it's going to bother Laxus and Erza is just added bonus," Natsu's grin grew larger.

"If you ask her, Mira wins. She's manipulating this just because she thinks you would have cute babies," Laxus frowned.

"We would have cute babies. Why are you so afraid of babies Laxus?" Natsu hopped off the tailgate, adding his trash to the bag and wiping his hands off on his pants. "Even Gajeel like babies and he doesn't even like people."

Laxus pulled at his hair in frustration, "Yea, I'm leaving before you make my head explode."

"Leaving so soon? You don't want to stay and pick out names with me?" Natsu teased, following Laxus to his truck.

"Finish the damn floor Natsu, I'll see you tonight at Mira's," Laxus said, climbing into the driver's side.

Natsu stood with his hands on his hips, grinning widely as he watched Laxus pull away. Gray came up behind him and patted him on the shoulder, "Ready to get this shit done?"

Natsu laughed and turned to head back into the house, "Yea man, let's get it done, we've got a party tonight."

Levy took a deep breath as she took her purse from the security guard in the front of the courthouse. This was happening, it was really happening! She had found a very nice cream colored dress at the maternity store and, for once, felt cute instead of huge. Juvia was kind enough to help her do her hair and makeup, she almost felt like a real bride! Now if they could just get Gajeel through the security check point, she could become Mrs. Redfox.

"I don't suppose you could take all those piercings out?" asked the security guard with a sigh.

"No," Gajeel crossed his arms, staring the portly man down.

"Of course not," the guard said, annoyed to have to climb out of his seat. He waved the metal detecting gun over Gajeel a few times, making sure it only beeped where he could see jewelry and then rolled his eyes and waved him in, "Why is it the guys who come here all the time always have the most piercings."

Levy giggled and grabbed her agitated fiance by the arm, pulling him further into the courthouse. "He thinks you are here for some kind of criminal offense," she teased.

Gajeel chuckled, "Well I am going to get some kind of life sentence aren't I."

Juvia clapped her hands, then gave them going a big hug, "Juvia is so excited! Juvia is just so happy!"

The all headed into the courtroom, quietly waiting until their names were called.

"Levy McGarden and Gajeel Redfox?" The old woman in robes called out.

"That's us shrimp, let's go," Gajeel said, his smile not doing a great job of hiding his nerves.

The four of them went up to the front of the courtroom where the judge said "Are you Levy McGarden here of your own free will . . ."

"Of course she is!" Gajeel interupted, Belno chuckling silently behind them.

The judge pointed to him with a frown, "You will not interrupt or I will spin you! This is standard procedure now hold your tongue."

Gajeel crossed his arms and breathed out deeply, Levy smiled and touched his arm in reassurance, he always got so flustered when he was nervous.

"As I was saying," the judge turned back to Levy, "Are you Levy McGarden here of your own free will, and do you intend to marry Gajeel Redfox?"

Levy looked up at the dark haired man standing next to her and grinned, "I am."

"Juvia is taking all of us out to dinner, Juvia will not take no for an answer!" Juvia said as they left the courthouse.

Levy couldn't believe it was over. She looked down at the certificate in her hands, this was about as real as it gets. A small part of her was a little bit disappointed, maybe she had missed out by not including her friends in on this. It would have been nice to have Jet, Droy, or Lucy there.

"That sounds very nice Juvia, thank you," Levy's mother answered.

"Oh you don't have to do that, we could treat," Levy tried.

"No, no, Juvia insists, it will be my present to you. Let's go to Mira's," Juvia said, her joyful smile causing one to form on Levy's face as well.

When they arrived at Fairy Tail, Levy noticed there was a white piece of paper of the front door. Before she could read it though, Juvia was throwing the door open, waving them all in. "Come on now, come on, we must celebrate your love!"

When they stepped into the main dining room, Levy was almost deafened by the cries of surprise. She stared in shocked joy at the sight of all her friends gathered together. There was a large buffet spread out across multiple tables, at the end a gorgeous multi-tiered wedding cake. Tables had been pushed aside to make a dance floor, and in the corner sat a table stacked to the brim with presents.

"Levy had no idea right? Juvia did good?" Juvia asked with hope in her eyes.

Her mother gave her a hug, "Congratulations dear, you do have such lovely friends don't you."

Before Levy could respond she was barraged with hugs and well wishes. At the end, Cana handed her a Shirley Temple, "Fancy drink for the pregnant lady."

Lucy gave her a hug and said, "I hope you don't mind, Juvia told us what you were doing today and we couldn't help ourselves."

"You guys!" Levy exclaimed, tears falling down her cheeks, "I can't believe you did all this!"

Lucy and Cana both folded her into a big hug, "How could we not Levy? We had to celebrate your special day!"

Levy caught Gajeel's eye on the other side of the room, where the guys were shoving shots in his face, begging him to toast. They shared a secret smile and Levy knew, they were starting this thing off right.