Laxus glowered at his reflection in the mirror, trying to ignore the marks etched into the frame that showed how much, or rather how little he had grown recently. Deep down he knew that it didn’t matter that he was small, especially now that he had this lacrima, his hand trembled as he pressed on the new scar on his side before he straightened…this magic would make him strong and he would grow. He knew that being small wasn’t a weakness, he could just look at his Grandfather for proof of that, but he wanted to grow, to tower over everyone else. He wanted to be big so that he could protect his family, and so that he could prove that his weakness of his was a thing of the past.
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Fairytail Drabbles
DiversosA 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.
