Laxus grumbled under his breath as he checked the map again for the umpteenth time, glancing around in the hopes that he would be able to spot some distinctive feature that would tell him where the hell he was, but all he could see was trees stretching out as far as the eye could see in all directions. He was lost, there was no denying that thought any longer and he cursed loudly as he crumpled up the map and shoved it back in his sack, trying not to imagine the teasing he was going to face when he finally got home. There was no way he was going to wait and hope that someone came to look for him then, and he turned to head back the way he had come, when he froze certain that he had just heard someone laughing. Frowning he turned on the spot, searching for any sign of life, blue eyes widening as he found himself staring into curious turquoise eyes and his mouth went dry as his gaze trailed over the young, ethereal man who had appeared behind him. He knew that he shouldn’t do it, he knew the myths about this woods, about the spirits that led travellers adrift but he couldn’t help it, he had to step forward and take the pale hand that he was offered.
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Fairytail Drabbles
CasualeA collection of 5 Sentence Drabbles - a mix of fluff, angst, romance and everything in-between. The Ships/characters involved are written in the chapter titles.
