"WHO THE FUCK PUT PEEPS IN THE MICROWAVE?!"
"Oooooh, Ever said a bad wooooord," Bickslow crooned from his place on the couch.
Evergreen came stomping in from the kitchen, holding a plate dripping with brownish yellow goop. "There is melted marshmallow, mixed with burnt sugar completely coating the inside of the microwave. Bickslow, did you do this?!"
"Hey, hey, hey, I'll have you know I'm completely innocent. This time," Bix professed, holding up his hands defensively.
Laxus scoffed from his place in the armchair, and Bickslow glared at him. "What was that for?"
Evergreen answered for him, "The day you're innocent is the day pigs fly. I obviously didn't do it, Laxus just got back from work, and the idea of Freed doing something this idiotic is ridiculous! Right, Freed?" she finished and turned to look at the man who'd been doing his best impression of a turtle this entire conversation. Reluctantly, he poked his head out of the ball he'd curled into on the other side of the couch.
"Uhm, actually..."
Evergreen looked at him in disbelief, and even Laxus looked away from the TV for a moment to stare incredulously at his friend. Bickslow just looked like Christmas had come early.
"No way!" He crowed. "The genius Freed actually did something wrong?! Oh man, and what an awesome fuck-up too," Bix chortled. "You're never gonna live this one down."
"I'm very sorry Evergreen, I had planned on cleaning it up earlier, but I became distracted. I'll take care of it immediately." With that, Freed got up and moved to the kitchen, past Bickslow who continued to laugh uncontrollably, and the still silently dumbfounded Ever and Laxus.