Love At First Sweep (Max X Broom AU)

Chapter 1 First

"Damn it, Juvia!" I heard someone shout. "This is the third time this week!"

I rush into the lobby, dragging my cleaning trolley behind me, fearing the worst.

"We get it, you like water. That doesn't mean that you can pour it on the floor wherever you go. You're like a slug leaving a trail of slime behind you!"

Gray, the VP was yelling at Juvia while he was furiously stripping down to this underwear. "You know that if someone slips and falls they'll sue us, and then it'll be my ass on the line!"

"I-I'm sorry, Gray-sama! You know that I've turned to hydromania as a way of coping with my obsessive behavior!"

Gray turned towards me. His face was as red as the Communist Manifesto and he was clutching his clothes. "What are you doing standing there like that? Pull yourself together and clean this up, Max."

I galloped over to the mess and gracefully pulled out my Swiffer Wet jet.

Gray grab Juvia by the elbow and started to pull her away. "You're coming with me. We're talking about this to HR."

"Talk about what, my obsession with water, or your sexual assault?" I heard her ask.

I quickly got to work. If I did a good job, then I'd get a shinny button, after all.

I knew that we could clean this mess. We were the best team in the building. Swiffy and I trusted each other. We had a bond that could only be formed by years of cooperation and respect.

I sprayed the wet juice, but something didn't seem right.

"N-nani?" I exclaimed.

I sprayed the cleaning juice again and it happened once more.

"T-t-t-t-t-the puddle! I-I-I-I-I-I-its g-g-g-getting bigger!!!!!!!!!!!

The more of her wet juice I sprayed, the larger the puddle if liquid got. It kept getting more and more powerful.

'Click, click...'

Dread filled my stomach, and I could feel my eyes watering.

I

Was

Out

Of

Wet

Jet

Juice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"It's too strong!" I screamed. "We can't beat it!!!!!!!"

I started to dry heave. How could one not in such a situation?

In a moment of panic and raw animal instinct, I snapped the Swiffer over my knee.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? TO US? WE HAD SOMETHING! I THOUGHT THAT I COULD TRUST YOU! I THOUGHT THAT YOU WOULD BE THERE FOR ME!" My voice started to crack as I stared down at Swiffy. "I-I thought that I could love you..."

I dropped her two peices into the puddle of her fluid.

I was hurt, embarrassed and emotionally scarred.

"Max, what the hell?"

I swiveled around. Erza stood before me in her usual ensemble of battle armor.

"Damn it! It smells like... like-"

"Wet jet juice?" I offered, dejectedly.

"Yeah," she said, giving me a weird look. "Open a window or something. The fumes are gonna make me sick."

She looked around the room as I punched a hole in the glass to air out the room, snapping multiple bones in the process.

"What happened in here? Did you make this mess?"

I got into fifth position and did a semi-pirouette to face her.

"Me? ME? DID I MAKE THIS MESS? BLAME HER!" I yelled, and pointed at the broken betrayal laying on the floor with my broken bloodied hand.

"Max, calm down. I think that the fumes got to your head. Let's get you to Natsu, or a hospital, or Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane," Erza said in a sing-song tone while she grabbed my broken hand and pulled me away from the crime scene.

--

"You broke what?" Natsu yelled, flaming hot cheetos flying out of his mouth. "Do you have any idea how much that thing costs, Max?"

"Natsu pwease, OwO!" exclaimed Happy, Natsu's personal furry assistant. "We wouldn't want our CEO to chokee-woke and die, UwU."

Natsu stared rubbing his temples, clearly stressed, and Happy (who was a grown man in a blue cat costume) climbed into his lap and started to make purring noises.

After what felt like time passing, Natsu let out a sigh and started petting Happy.

"Look Max, if word gets out that I'm paying you less than minimum wage, I'll be in big trouble. So despite the fact that you, like most people that I hire, are most likely mentally insane, I'll let this whole thing go. We'll imagine it never happened. I'll find you a new broom, or mop, or whatever, and you can come back to work tomorrow. Deal?"

"I have one request, sir."

"It can't be a raise."

"Please don't get me another Swiffer Wet jet. I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at one the same way again... especially after what she did to me."

"Yeah sure bud, whatever. Just don't tell the hospital how you got your hand injured and we're all gucci."

"Aye sir!" exclaimed Happy from Natsu's lap. "If you open your mouthy-wowth about this, we'll kill you, rawr xd!"

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I left work that day with a pain in my heart (and in my hand).

Could I ever get over this? I felt so hurt, so betrayed. A new broom so soon? I didn't know if I could open up to her (or him) so soon after what had happened.

The Swiffer Wet jet had been there for me since day one. I guess somewhere, something went wrong between us. Had she been cheating on me with the Windex? Well there was no use speculating now. She was dead, after all.

I had killed her.

A/N: Haiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is my otp so I hope that I'm doing it justice.
Keep reading to see what will happen next and let me know of you have any constructive criticism!