COMPLETED: Throwing Hearts Away [Miraxus]

XIX. Bickslow, Part-Time Friend Full-Time Mastermind

Yo, minna. How have you been doing?

So, I'm feeling cool, as usual. Even though it's summer here in our country, I'm in front of the electric fan, so it's really cool. How about you? Eating something cold? How about for people who are still in school? Once the year's over, your efforts will pay off anyway. As for us, we're going back to school on June.

I've decided to end the book with twenty-five chapters, but I don't think it's like, a confirmed decision. I think it'll be for the best, because if I don't finish it by June, then I'm doomed. But, enough of me and my decision. Let's start the chapter! You know what to do: CVSF. If you don't know what that means, then ask someone! If they don't know what that means, then that means they're not a fan of FearIsNotEvil. Try asking other readers, especially the ones that comment a lot! And, those voters! The silent ones!

You know who you are.

@Wolf_Girl1430 - Thanks for the loving support and the comments and the votes! Since I'm not on the computer, I can't get you a dedication. But, I'm mentioning you anyway! By the way, what you wanted will happen very soon! Hooray!

Byeonara encyclopedia. Oh, and Laxus's P.O.V., by the way!

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"Dude, can you just, like, wait for me to put my pants on?"

"Technically, you're wearing some sort of skirt, Bickslow," Freed says, frowning. Again, they're in my apartment, because they are lazy bastards who don't have a place to stay at. "You literally do not have pants."

"You know what I mean!" Bickslow exclaims. "I don't want my thing to hang loose, you know. It would really, really disturbing. And, Lisanna would dump me."

"Dump you? You two dating?" I ask, getting up from my bed. "That's new. Anyway, who wants to go on a mission? You guys are so noisy that I can't sleep."

"That's our job, Laxus. To be noisy is to be a minion of the oh-so-great, oh-so-mighty Laxus Dreyar!" Bickslow shouts. "There! I have my pants on. Let's go on a mission!"

"They're not pants," Freed points out once more. "That is a man-skirt, something a minion of the oh-so-great, oh-so-mighty Laxus Dreyar will not dare to wear."

"Elfman often sports man-skirts! We watch Asia's Next Top Model together!"

Seriously, these guys suck at being quiet. I don't know why I have these people as actual, living friends. Nonetheless, I am grateful for them. Without these guys, well, I wouldn't have any cheering support in the Grand Magic Games. Oh, and I wouldn't have any food without Freed's cooking.

Duh.

When we arrive at the Fairy Tail guild, I notice how people are so cranky for missions. These are the people I call Minor Members, the ones who have no support when we were in Tenroujima or when we were fighting Tartaros, for Pete's sake. People with ranks lower than Mickey Chickentiger. Or was it Chicken Mickeytiger? Tiger Chickenmickey? What? I don't remember.

"Get me a mission, Bickslow," I say to Bickslow as I sit on one of the chairs. "Freed, get me a mug of booze."

"You do know that drinking booze before going to a mission does not help at all, right?" Freed asks.

"It does, Freed," Cana says to Freed. "It always does."

"What kind of mission?" Bickslow adds.

"Don't worry about that now, Bickslow," Mirajane says as she approaches us with a flyer and a mug of booze. She looks beautiful as always, and I can't stop staring at her... as always. "Master had reserved Laxus a mission. And, here is a mug of booze, as requested."