Romeo: What the hell? Mirajane? What is this? Why am I stuck in here? And who is she—wait. Isn't that Wendy Marvell?

Narrator: Wendy squirmed, trying to break free of the ropes and clothes that was tied up tightly around her.

Wendy (grimacing): Ow. It hurts a bit.

Narrator: Romeo quickly helped Wendy untie the ropes. Unfortunately, the knot was too hard to untie. He saw a pair of scissors, and used them to free Wendy.

Romeo (smiling): There you go.

Narrator: Wendy thanked Romeo and stood up. She was about to find Mirajane and hurt her but then she noticed that she left the room. She tried to open the door, but much to her disappointment, it was locked. She frowned, completely annoyed.

Wendy (in her mind): Why did she lock us up in this place? With Romeo, the weirdest thing. Wait a minute. Is she planning to... does that mean...

Narrator: Wendy came to a realization that maybe Mirajane was trying to make them a couple. She blushed furiously, thinking that maybe she's just imagining things. Romeo saw this and thought to himself that even the most playful girl in this school can become embrassed.

Thankfully, for Wendy, the lights were still on. She hates dark places, and cries when she's on one.

Wendy (groaning): I badly want to get out of here. (On her mind): I mean, I'm with a boy, for pete's sake! People these days are thinking so much dirty things! I don't want people gossiping about me regarding this matter.

Romeo (crossed arms): So, how do we get out of here? The keys are with Mirajane. There's no window in here, just a freaking wooden door.

Wendy (rolls eyes): Like I'd know what to do.

Romeo: Oh, come on. You're the smartest when it comes to trapping and pranking other people. Okay. If you don't know what to do, then listen up. We're going to shout in here until someone comes to the rescue. You got it? Then scream with me.

Narrator: Wendy was almost flustered because Romeo just complimented her that she was the smartest when it comes to pranking. She was a bit flabbergasted because of it, because Romeo was in the same level as her—they were both smart when it comes to pranking. But all of those feelings disappeared completely when she heard Romeo's next statement. She hated being ordered around. She huffed and glared at Romeo.

Wendy: Don't you dare order me around, ya got that? I hate it. Do it yourself.

Romeo (rolls eyes): Fine then. I'm going to do it myself.

Narrator: He then started screaming for help, Wendy watching him. All his voice was just for nothing, though. He was screaming for what felt like hours, which was only for several minutes. Wendy wanted to shout with him; she badly wanted to get out of the spacious, hot, dusty, and dirty storage room. But the fact that she was ordered around by Romeo—she despised it.

There was nothing they could do, and so they slumped back onto the cold cemented floor, sighing frustratedly as they fell into a deep slumber because of their tiredness.