Chapter 3: Cinderella, part 2

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Mayhem's POV:

After walking along the road for a while, I ran into someone with a cart having problems at the side of the road. Even if I was a pirate, that didn't mean I couldn't try and help. So I strode over to the cloaked figure and cleared my throat, they looked up at me in surprise and I pulled my hat of my head and bowed with a flourish.

"Pardon me, I was walking past and couldn't help but notice you were having troubles. Would you like assistance?" I asked. If I was trapped in a fairy tale, I might as well talk properly.

The figure threw their hood back and I reeled back in surprise when I saw Levy. She rushed at me crying, "Mayhem!" She locked her arms round my waist and I gasped in shock. She pulled back in worry and cried, "Mayhem! Don't you remember me? Please say that you do!" I nodded, "I do Levy." I said carefully.

She smiled at me and stepped back. She was wearing an orange and blue dress that looked like a mixture between fancy and comfortable, and then she had the black cloak. She looked me up and down and frowned, "Why are you dressed as a pirate?" I grinned at her, "I found out what happened to us." Then explained everything to her.

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When I was done, Levy was actually growling. Levy, sweet, little, kind Levy, was growling like Gajeel. I smirked, but didn't say anything.

"So, now what do we do?" Levy asked after she had calmed down. I shrugged, "I guess we just find everybody, explain everything, and complete the fairy tale. Then move on to the next one." Levy bit her lip, "I don't like this. I don't like being under Maleficent's power. Especially after she said that you interested her." I smirked, "Do you think I do? But we can't do anything right now except follow the rules of the game, but trust me, the moment I figure out how to find a loophole, I'm taking it." She sighed, "I guess that will do. Do you want to help me fix the cart? I'm not too excited about riding the horse bareback with a dress on."

I laughed, "I guess I can't say anything since I, thankfully, have pants and boots on." Levy rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "I already miss my shorts. Dresses are ok sometimes, but I don't like them this long. I trip way too often and they get caught in everything."

I smirked and stepped closer to her, "Do you trust me Levy?" She narrowed her eyes, "With that look on your face? No." I grinned, "Good choice." Then drew my cutlass, and, in one smooth motion, I cut the front of her dress right below her knee. The front part came off in a square and she screamed.

Meanwhile, I laughed. "Sorry, but I couldn't resist." She looked down in surprise to see that I hadn't even nicked her skin. "Awesome! Can I see your sword? Or some other pointy thing so I can actually make this still look fashionable?" I smirked and bent down, hand moving towards my boot where I could feel a throwing dagger, and said wryly, "You got over your surprise pretty quick."

She huffed, "I'm just happy that I'll be able to walk now without tripping." I laughed and drew out the dagger, I was about to hand it to her when I felt something slam into my back.

I was thrown to the ground and I snarled, shoving whatever was on me, off. Then I leapt to my feet and drew my cutlass. In front of me was a very large black wolf. "Levy get back!" I shouted.

She yelped and ran towards the cart, probably to try and fix the wheel. Hopefully she could do it quickly with her magic. Then again, I didn't even know if we had magic here. I hadn't really tried to use mine. Stupid.

I moved to get in between Levy and the wolf, but the wolf leapt at me again, pinning me to the ground. Its fangs were an inch away from my throat, when suddenly, it stopped. I tried to shove it off, or even move my arms to get my sword. But it had me completely pinned down.

It was looking at me with crimson eyes widened in what I would call surprise. Then the expression the wolf had clicked, I tilted my head at him and asked, "Gajeel?" The wolf started in surprise before nodding, "Gajeel!" I cried happily, then I paused, "Wait, you're a wolf? Awesome! You know that this means you can't really call me Wolfy anymore right?"

The wolf growled and said with the voice I had come to associate my brother with, "Shut yer trap Mayhem." With a slightly embarrassed tone. I laughed and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Levy stop using her magic to set the wheel and look at me increduliously, "What are you laughing at Mayhem? Can't you move? If it was anyone else underneath a wolf, I would say that they lost it. But you lost it a while ago. Do you need help?"

I laughed harder and through my laughter I choked, "It's Gajeel, Levy!" She froze and turned completely toward us. "Gajeel?" She asked the wolf. He nodded and put his head down.

That's when Levy went ballistic, "Then why did you attack Mayhem?! Why'd you scare me half to death?! And why are you still pinning her down?!" Gajeel got off of me quickly and put his tail between his legs as he bowed his head. "Sorry." He mumbled.

Levy put her hands on her hips, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Can you say it louder?" Gajeel sighed, it was hilarious watching a wolf with such a hanged expression that normally wasn't shown on the human version of Gajeel.

Then he said louder and with exasperation, "I'm sorry for scaring you and for attacking Mayhem. But she looks like a pirate and I heard you scream, then when I showed up she was holding a knife out to you. I thought I was helping you!" Levy sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Fine."

Then she turned to me, "I think I've got the wheel situated." I nodded and asked, "Do you want to explain it to Gajeel or shall I?" Gajeel looked between us and Levy sighed, "I will. Can you control the carriage? When I woke up, I was on the side of the road with the broken wheel already. The only clue I have that this carriage is mine is the fact that the horse seemed to know me."

I looked closer at the white horse, then I sighed, "Did it try to talk to you?" I asked. Levy looked shocked and the horse pricked its ears hopefully at me.

I stood up and walked over to him. He was very muscular and looked like a shire or a Belgium. After looking into his eyes, I sighed, "Elfman, you do realize that you can talk right? At least, I'm assuming so, since Gajeel talked."

The horse opened its mouth and the tell-tale sign that it was Elfman showed up, "That's 'cause Gajeel is manly! Defending girls is manly!" I rolled my eyes, "Yes, so very manly. So you heard everything?" Elfman nodded. I sighed, "Why are you and Gajeel animals? Are the others going to be as well? Ugh, we've got to find everybody."

Elfman nodded again and threw his nose up, smacking me in the chest and throwing me.

I groaned when I connected to the ground and Elfman looked ashamed, "Sorry Mayhem. That wasn't very manly of me." I shook my head to clear my vision as I staggered to my feet. If my ribs weren't broken before, they were now. "No, but it was very horsey of you. Elfman, you have a choice, we can either all walk to the town, or you can carry us in the cart. I wouldn't want to pull that thing around, so I'll cut you out of it you want me to."

Elfman tilted his head, "I don't mind. Pulling carts is manly!" I smirked, shaking my head again, "All right. If you're sure. So, I guess that you and Gajeel can't use your magic? Levy seems to be able to, I haven't tried mine yet." Gajeel huffed and said, "Well I don't know. I haven't tried. I guess I can now. Iron Dragon's Roar!" He shouted.

It worked, surprisingly, and it almost knocked me back again.

Then I looked back to Elfman and leapt back in surprise, apparently he had tried to turn into his crocodile type monster, because he had green scales on his white skin and fangs in his mouth.

I shook my head to rid myself of the image as he turned back to his normal horsey self. "Well, that answers that question. My turn!" I clapped my hands together and the ground rumbled beneath me, turning to ice and spreading out before I shut of the power. "Well, we still have our magic then."

I walked over to my fallen dagger and picked it up, I held it out, hilt first, to Levy and asked, "Still want to make your dress more fashionable?" She grinned and accepted the knife. As she began to cut around the hem, she began to explain everything to Gajeel.

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