Birthdays didn't mean a lot to Levy McGarden. They were another day to spend at home curled up with a good book and a warm cup of tea. But that year had different plans for her. She sat in her living room huffing at the outraged blonde across from her.
"What do you mean nothing? It's your birthday, the big two-one. This is like, your prime okay? Tomorrow you'll be almost almost thirty."
Levy rolled her eyes. Lucy Heartfilia, a new addition to her small group of friends, one she was starting to regret liking.
"Almost almost thirty? Please Lu. I live above a bar, okay? I assure you I've had plenty of fun listening to the whole town downstairs every night."
"Oh please. Fairt Tail isn't a "bar" its more of a hang out spot."
Her face didn't look convincing and Levy certainly wasn't convinced.
"Which also happens to serve alcoholic beverages." Lucy added lamely.
Crossing her arms, Levy tried not to look amused at her friends attempt at persuasion. For a smooth talked bartender she sure was having a tough time swaying Levy anywhere.
"Oh come on, you live here it doesn't count. Plus, you deserve some wild party clubbing at least once in your life." She shimmied and stood from the couch improvising a dance Levy hoped the public had never seen.
"Okay. Okay! Please stop." Levy said, laughing. She grabbed Lucy's arm dragging her back to the couch. Lucy giggled, adjusting the strap of her tank top displaced during her awful performance.
"I don't know Lucy. I'm comfortable here at Fairy Tail. I know everyone. But a night club?" She tugged on the edge of her oversized t-shirt.
Lucy smiled, the one that made Levy instantly friends with her once she started working at Fairy Tail.
"Makarov wants me to do some snooping at that new club that just opened, Phantom... something or other." The smile then shifted, something mischevious that made Levy want to run for the hills and hop on the train all at the same time "
"He's paying for everything I spend."
"What? All of- how did you get him to agree to that?"
"It's a recon mission." She said with a wink.
Levy stayed silent contemplating the offer. She supposed Lucy was right. What was the harm in having a little fun just once. The experience might do her some good, she might even learn something. If nothing else, it was great writing material. She could see Lucy thinking the same thing, already imaging Levy as a character in her novel. The sad midget who did nothing but read.
Is that who she wanted to be?
Hell no!
After a semi long silence in which Lucy had decided to resort to a puppy dog pout, Levy responded with a strained,
"Alright."
Lucy hopped like an excited child, you could practically see the stars in her eyes. Then the evil glint was back and Levy wanted the power to turn back time at least one minute.
"What are you gonna wear?"
Thinking to her measly closet only containing three sun dresses and her work uniform had her groaning in despair.