#edo-levy

Edo-Lucy, from the next room: QUIT TELLING PEOPLE I'M DEAD!

From what she had gathered the person in front of her was her Edolas Counterpart. And for some reason she reminded the bookworm of someone. She was loud. Gruff. And the words she chose were not entirely appropriate. The resemblance between Fairy Tails script mage and Edolas Fairy Tails … uh... mechanic? Were stunning. Unbelievable.

Lucy Had told her, but she still just stared at the woman, who demanded a beer loudly. A soft smile widened Levy McGardens lips and she said: “You sound like Gajeel.” this statement was followed by a silent giggle. And it drew a death glare of the other woman at her.

Her temper rose and the small woman – and Levy was pretty sure she was at least an inch shorter than her – jumped to her feet. “I ain't nothing like this softie!” she yelled, closely on top of her lungs. And the script mage burst in a fit of laughter, leaving the other woman looking at her in confusion. “I didn't mean your Gajeel!” With a deep inhalation she fought back the remains of laughter and looked the bluenette straight in the eye. “My Gajeel is a lot more like you are.” Slim eyebrows wandered up to the hairline of the small woman. Both her hands rested on the table, when she blinked. “What d'ya mean?” she asked. Her voice as clear as Levys, but as gruff as Gajeels. It was hilarious. She was the complete opposite to her. Lifting a hand, she pointed over the other womans shoulder, making her turn around. Gajeel sat in a corner of the guild hall. His feet propped up on the table he sat at, a mug at his side, that had a part bitten out of it. Both his arms were behind his head, making himself comfortable leaning on the wall behind him. One of his red eyes was cracked open, when he looked at his side, where Pantherlily sat at. Leaning his head onto his own mug, which most likely was not filled with beer, his dark tail twitching as they talked quietly. Edo-Levy, that was the best way to call her wasn't it?, stared at them for a moment. But she sat down, facing Levy again, when the Exceed turned around, clearly from feeling a pair of eyes on them. She crossed her arms over her chest, pouting. “Don't compare me to him.” she huffed, looking back at her. “The Gajeel in my world is a big softie who isn't the tiniest bit intimidating.” She said. “And his damn singing is driving me nuts!” she said, gesticulating with her hands. This time successfully making Levys eyes widen, and her eyebrows met her hairline.

“He sings? Like... our Gajeel or... you know...” she lowered her voice, well aware of how good Gajeels hearing was. “...better?” The script mage didn't like how loud the other Levys voice was when she answered.

“Why? Is your Gajeel that bad at singing?” Oh God. He'd kill her. For sure. Everybody knew how proud he was of his singing, and lyrics, and guitar, and all of his music. The bookworm buried her face in her hands.

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Edo-Levy

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