Levy's FINALLY Taller Than Someone!

Around a week later, everyone flew down to America, Gajeel insisted that they had to go ASAP.

"Woah," Levy gasped. So far, DC was nice! They stopped at the hotel earlier to drop their things off. She glanced over at Gajeel, he seemed to be in a rush. She wondered why. "Eek! Gajeel, slow down!"

He held her hands in hers, moving a bit too quickly. "Sorry, Shrimp."

"Hey look! It's the White House!" Levy grinned, pointing at it. "Can we take a picture?"

"Sure," Gajeel and Levy took a selfie, Erza and Jellal photobombing it. They started walking in the direction of it, Gajeel speeding up yet again.

"Hold on, I can't keep up! Why are you in such a rush?" Levy frowned. Gajeel didn't answer, reaching the gates.

"Eh? Why are we here—" Levy sweat, Gajeel looking into one of the facial recognition things. The police officers surrounding the place didn't even try to stop them!

"Old man. It's me," Gajeel smirked, the gates opening.

Levy's eyes widened, mouth hanging open. The only sound that came out of her mouth was a squeak.

"Come on, Levy." Erza snickered, motioning to walk. The gates slowly closed once they all got inside. Levy almost tripped over herself twice, the closer and closer they got to the doors, the more her heart wanted to leap out of her body and run away.

The front door swung open, Levy a bit confused. Who opened the door— She screamed a little when she looked down, seeing the President of America looking up at them.

"Gajeel my boy!" Makarov Dreyar grinned. His head was balding, two frizzy patches of white hair on the sides. His eyes were a deep green color, so dark they looked black when he wasn't in the light. He had a fluffy mustache that covered the majority of his mouth and is literally like four feet tall.

"Hey, old man." Gajeel chuckled, about to walk in.

"You idiot! Take your shoes off before you come into my damn house!" Makarov scolded, swatting Gajeel. Everyone did as they were told. They walked into a conference room, Levy looking at the extravagant decor scattered around the house. There was one photo that caught her eye, it was Makarov and... LAXUS!?

"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, but I didn't think there was any need. I'm Makarov Dreyar, in case you don't know. I see that look on your face." Makarov chuckled. "Laxus is my idiot grandson."

"Oh... haha..." Levy could barely speak. This was so much to process.

"So whos this pretty little thing?" Makarov nudged Gajeel, wiggling his eyebrows. "And why don't I see a ring on her finger?"

Jellal snickered. "He wants to know your name."

"Oh! It's uh...." Levy blushed.

"Her name's Levy McGarden, she's my assistant and... girlfriend." Gajeel's cheeks turned the slightest bit of pink.

"Oh-ho! I knew it from when she first walked in!" Makarov shook her hand. "I know you might be a bit shocked so,, want some beer?"

"Oh no, I don't d-drink during work hours..." Levy shook her head.

"What a good girl, have some fun!" Makarov took a swig, staggering a bit. He smirked up at Levy, raising an eyebrow.

Levy looked at him and then at everyone else, a twinkle in her eyes. A huge smile made its way onto her face, it was about time! She was finally taller than someone who wasn't a child!

"Wow, Gajeel. You got yourself a cutie! I might have to take her in if you don't treat her good enough." Makarov joked, Levy blushing.

"Thank you, Mr. Dreyar." Levy giggled.

"Well, make yourself at home, Ms. Levy. Gajeel and I have some business to attend to, so maybe go explore? I don't really care what you do, honestly." Makarov shrugged. "Come on, Gajeel. I don't have all day."

Gajeel bent down, kissing Levy's cheek. "Well, I have to go now. Bye, Shrimp. I'll see ya later."

Levy waved, looking around. "So, do you wanna walk around with me?"

"Yeah, why not?" Erza shrugged, taking Jellal's hand in hers. "Actually, I have an idea. Let's go get manicures!"

"Omg lets get full spa treatments! Facials and everything!" Jellal gasped, bouncing up and down a little.

"Sounds like fun," Levy nodded, the three leaving to go get pampered.

"Ooooooh! I think I'm going to get my nails painted shiny red! What do you think?" Erza grinned, looping her arm with Levy's.

"That would look great, it'd match your hair!" Jellal motioned to his hair. "Can we get cucumber eyes?"

"Um, what do you take me for? Duh! It's not a spa day without 'em!" Erza rolled her eyes. Levy laughed, this was gonna be a great day.
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"Ugh," Gajeel groaned. "Smells like mold down here."

They were walking down a dark, ominous staircase that led to a mysterious room... what? You didn't know the White House could hold captives? The government isn't as they seem... (a/n: I actually don't know if the White House can hold hostages,, please don't ask Trump to lock someone up lol)

"What? Do you think it should smell like flowers?" Makarov snickered.

"Well, no—" Gajeel smirked, freezing when they reached a gate. There was someone grabbing the bars with a coy smirk, annoying the hell out of the guard.

"C'monnnnn, lets make a bet. If I beat you in a game of Poker, do us all a favor and let me out!" Lector raised his eyebrows, grinning.

The man didn't respond, looking as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Hey, big M!" Lector sung, waving. "Can you like, let me out? I'm bored and super hungry. When's lunch?"

"Shut up." Makarov rolled his eyes. "You have a visitor."

"Omg! Who is it?" Lector looked around. "Is it my daughter? Or, maybe! Could it be that chick I met in Vegas? I knew she was interested in me—"

"No, it's me." Gajeel snarled.

"Ugh, seriously? This is so boring." Lector groaned. "And it smells like socks. Now I have Hitler here wanting to interrogate me. Great."

"Hitler's fucking German, you racist twat." Gajeel spat. "Say that again and I'll snap your neck."

"Ohhh, please have mercy, your highness! Have mercy!" Lector bowed down, fake sobbing. He looked up and started to laugh. Gajeel however, wasn't amused. "So whaddaya want? The sooner we finish up, the sooner I can leave."

"You know why I'm here, don't you?" Gajeel said lowly.

"Oh, 'cause of Levy, right? What'd she tell you?" Lector rolled his eyes.

"Everything." Gajeel scowled. "It's taking everything out of me not to kill you."

"That bitch." Lector grumbled, smirking a bit. "Well everything she said was true, so what do you want?"

"Why would you do that to her?" Gajeel's voice was soft, anger slowly washing away to the point where he could only feel sadness. "As a father, wouldn't you want to love your daughter? She's supposed to be your light, you're supposed to make her feel safe but instead, you hurt her. She's scared of you."

"'Cause she looked too much like her damn mother, that bitch," Lector shrugged. "And she was an annoying brat, especially when her fucking mother started getting on my nerves. Then Adrienne got taken out, thank the lord, and Levy just loved to set me off!"

"What did she do that was so wrong?!" Gajeel glared. "Levy would shower you with love, I'm sure of it!"

"Yes, yes, she did, but... it was so annoying. Daddy, I love you! Daddy, lets go on a family trip! Daddy, I miss mommy! Daddy this, daddy that, just shut up already damnit!" Lector yelled. "I shouldn't have ever listened to Adrienne when she said she wanted a baby. She's just so— UGH!"

"So you beat the life out of her because of that?" Gajeel frowned. The thought of it sickened him. "Because of that?"

"Oh, no. Because I felt like it." Lector laughed, Gajeel rushing forward and punching him in the nose.

"You fucking asshole!" Gajeel threw him back.

Lector was laughing. "The look on your face! Listen, she only ran away so she could get ready to partake in the new family business! I swear!"

"She has a new family now." Gajeel spat.

"What? You and your idiot friends? Your slutty ass sister? Don't make me laugh!" Lector grinned, blood dripping from his nose.

"Unlock the gate." Gajeel told the guards, one of them shakily moving forward to unlock it. "I'm going to make you regret everything you just said." He rolled up his sleeves, walking forward.

"W-wait a minute, what are you doing—" Lector's eyes widened, making him back away quickly. He started to sweat. "Y-you can't come in here! Hey! S-Stop him!"

And Gajeel was left to have his way with Lector.
~
"Aaaah! That was so relaxing!" Levy grinned, stretching a bit as they walked out of the spa.

"I'm practically glowing! And look at my hair! Rejuvenated!" Jellal ruffled his own hair, laughing as Erza touched it.

"Stress who? Never heard of them." Erza smiled. "Wanna go eat?"

"Um, duh! What do you take me for?" Jellal grabbed Levy and Erza's hands, dragging them both to the most elegant, amazing, delicious place with the highest quality fine dining around... McDonalds!

"You're an idiot." Erza snickered as Jellal ordered a meal, getting a happy meal just for the toy.

"You know you love me." He gave Erza a quick peck on the lips, rushing into the PlayPlace with ultimate enthusiasm.

"How does he even fit inside of the jungle gym thing?" Levy sweat.

"He doesn't." Erza chuckled to herself. "He just kinda... forces himself in there."

"Ah." Levy watched him through the glass.

"JELLAL!" Erza went inside when they got the food. "God it smells like socks in here— THE FOOD'S READY! COME EAT!"

"Five more minutes!" He called from the top.

"Fine, but I'm gonna take away your toy!" Erza shrugged. Jellal was suddenly beside her, grabbing his shoes.

"What are you talking about? I'm right here." Jellal rushed to go get his Happy Meal before Erza stole his toy.

They all ate, laughing and smiling.

"So what now? Wanna go back?" Levy looked at Erza and Jellal.

"Yeah, lets bake a fresh strawberry cake! I'm sure Makarov has a whole bunch of SUUUUPER fancy cooking supplies!" Erza's eyes filled with stars. However, when they went through the drawers in the kitchen, there was noting there. "Wh—"

"I eat out like every day." Makarov laughed to himself. "You think I feel like cooking? So Levy, wanna have a drink now?"

"Where's Gajeel?" Levy looked around.

"Taking a shower. Got his hands a bit dirty." Makarov cleared his throat. "Anyways, lets have a drink."

"You know what? Fine. There's no harm with one—"

In twenty minutes, both Levy and Makarov were drunk. Erza and Jellal were taping it to send to Gajeel.

"Ehehe, you're so little! You're like two feet tall and I'm a giant!" Levy bent down, patting his head.

"No! You can't see how tall I am!? I'm literally like twenty foot and this ain't my final form! Look! I'm growing!" Makarov started to stand on his tippy toes.

Levy was laughing hysterically. "Hahaha, you're so silly! Oh my gosh look over there!" She walked over to Jellal, taking off his bow tie. "Wow, it's pretty. I think I'll just..." she slipped it into her pocket.

Gajeel walked into the kitchen to see a drunk Levy harassing Makarov with Erza and Jellal laughing.

"Oh, hi~" Levy waved, running over to Gajeel. She gave him a big hug! "Teehee. You're like a big teddy bear. Hmmmm,, can you strip again?"

"W-What? When did I strip?" Gajeel started to turn slightly pink. "I don't know what you're talking about."

But he knew exactly what Levy was talking about, everyone did, actually.

"Haha, there was this huuuuuuuuge pole and you got on it in boxers! And you were like singing I think? And there was money scattered and lights! Natsu jumped out of a window. You don't remember?" Levy laughed.

"No..."

"And I think On The Floor by IceJJFish was playing?" Levy hummed, Gajeel full on red now.

"Okay that's enough. You've had way too much to drink. Thanks old man." Gajeel picked up Levy like a sack of potatoes, making her laugh and giggle.

"Gajeel, you green bean can man! Put me down!" She grinned. Gajeel proceeded to carry her home, taking her to bed.

For both of them, today was a great day.