COMPLETED: Throwing Hearts Away [Miraxus]

XVI. Worst Christmas Ever

HEYOOO.

I know it's been a long time now, and I'm really, really SORRY. My schedule has been so tight lately, and I often lose inspiration when I'm writing. Also, I'm writing drafts for Tragically that don't come out well, and they're my only hope. Oh, Mavis, I'm humiliating.

But, anyway, I'm baaaaack. Arigato for the 4K! Like, oh my Mavis, 4K! I didn't expect this little story of mine to be semi-huge. And, the latest chapters of Fairy Tail hit me like FREAKING EVERYTHING.

In the multimedia section of this chapter, there's one page from the chapter wherein Laxus wakes up. BUT, just look that Mira's panel is above his. Fangirl mode, activate!

GWAAAAH. THIS IS THE ONLY GOOD PART OF CHAPTER 416. WELL, BESIDES FROM NATSU AND HAPPY HAVING 13 MILLION JEWELS AND WENDY GETTING HER HAIR BACK.

Yeah. Okay, fangirl mode, deactivate. Writer mode, activate.

Now, let us begin.

By the way, read the latest chapter of my book, Fear Is Not Evil, to get an excerpt from Tragically, and to read the new way I'm going to write. Thanks. CVSF, minna.

Byeonara~.

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"Otoko!"

Today is Christmas Eve. Today is also the day Lisanna, who's supposed to give the gifts to our friends, got sick. So, today, Elfman decided to do it, even though he had a sprain. This might as well be the worst Christmas Eve these two ever had.

"A man is someone who gives gifts to his friends while having a sprain! And I am a man! Otoko!"

It was quite cold outside, so I had prepared him a coat. But, he seems to have forgotten about it, because, right now, he's sneezing like he's never sneezed before. I assume I'll get a sick brother later.

"Lisanna, do you want some soup? Or a sweater? I can knit you one, but it'll take an hour or so," I say. "I'll try to speed it up a bit, though."

"No, thanks, Mira-nee. I'm just doing fine, thanks to the medicine," she assures me, smiling. "Where's Elf-nii-chan?'

"Busy giving gifts. I'm worried, because his condition might worsen."

"That's true..." she mumbles before sneezing. "Can you... get the tissue, Mira-nee? I can't..." She sneezes again, and I give her the tissue box.

"Ara ara," I mumble. "I'll just be going downstairs to wrap more presents. Call me if you need anything."

"Hai. Arigato, Mira-nee."

I go downstairs and look at the mess I've created on the table. I sigh and begin cleaning. I must have been intoxicated last night.

I'm awfully worried about Elfman, though. He's got a sprain and all, but he doesn't seem like he wants to rest. That's what Christmas does to all of us. The Christmas Spirit is very odd, but cool too.

"Okay, whose gift is next?" I ask myself after cleaning. "Oh, right. I have a list." I open my notebook and check the list. Only two names have been slashed. Erza's name and Gray's name.

I must have been intoxicated. Oh, my Mavis. I only wrapped two gifts. I wonder if I mixed them up.

The doorbell rings, and I get up to check on the person through the peephole. Bickslow and Freed. I might be the nicest person everyone knows, but I can't shake off the feeling of wanting Ever instead of them. I feel more comfortable around women these days. Who knows when another player would strike on me?