AN: Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima!
"Why is he bleeding?"
"Because he's an idiot." Evergreen stated without looking back at Laxus.
"I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose." Laxus mused as he watched Bixslow attempting to stop the flow of crimson blood currently dribbling down his chin.
"I think it's a new phenomenon." Evergreen sighed as she took a sip of her water.
"Huh, Natsu better watch out." Laxus smirked as he joined Evergreen at the table. "So what really happened?"
"Oh, the idiot just happened to catch one of the girls changing." Evergreen frowned as she stared into the depths of the glass.
"How naked was she to get that reaction?" Laxus asked, shifting awkwardly.
"Oh, she did get a drip of blood from him, I believe, but that's not the reason it's pouring all over the place." Evergreen replied, an almost evil smile pulling at the corner of her mouth. "He came back into the bar and started boasting about it. Freed and I tried to warn him, but you know Bixslow."
"I do know him, yes, which has me wondering why he wasn't wearing his visor when the girl punched him for telling everyone he'd seen her?" Laxus questioned as he glanced back over his shoulder to look at his normally-visored friend.
"He was wearing his visor," Evergreen smirked, earning Laxus' full attention, "but it wasn't the girl who punch him."
"So who? Mira? Erza?" Laxus continued as he began looking for the missing visor.
"Elfman." Evergreen stated with an almost proud look on her face. "Bixslow caught Lisanna changing and Elfman shattered Bixslow's visor. Freed went to get another visor and I was left to make sure Elfman didn't come back for a 'round two'. Lisanna lead him away somewhere to calm him down."
"Bixslow survived a punch from Elfman when he was in a rage?" Laxus frowned, narrowing his eyes at Evergreen.
"No." Evergreen hummed, turning around on the bench to face Bixslow. "Bixslow, how many dolls do you have left?"
"One." Bixslow grunted as he collapsed down next to Laxus with a large wad of blood-soaked tissue.
"So, Elfman smashed four dolls, your visor, and your nose." Evergreen listed off with a cool smile. "Maybe next time you'll listen to Freed and I when we try to warn you."
"Want me to fix your nose?" Laxus offered with a shrug.
"Thanks." Bixslow nodded as he braced himself for the pain.
Laxus carefully took hold of his friend's nose as Bixslow lowered the tissue away. In one swift twist of his wrist, Laxus returned Bixslow's nose to where it belonged. Laxus shook his head at Bixslow as the pain cleared from the idiot's expression. Bixslow placed the tissue back against his nose as he felt for any permanent damage – one of these times Laxus was not going to be able to fix him.
"Worth it?" Evergreen asked haughtily.
"Every time, Ever-baby!" Bixslow cackled loudly as his tongue lolled out of his mouth.
"What are we going to do with you?" Freed sighed as he finally appeared next to them with a fresh visor for the cackling, bleeding idiot.