"Oh, come on Cana. Get a room already." Lucy yells from a table with the rest of her team.
"You're just jealous that you don't have a candyman like me!" Cana replies, breaking away just long enough from Bacchus to say this.
The couple resumes kissing, Mira standing behind the bar and smiling at them, imagining their babies. "Lucy, don't you see how perfect they are for each other?"
Bacchus actually lifts Cana off her seat, sitting her in his lap to close the distance between them. Because the space between two bar stools sitting right beside one another is just too much for them.
Laxus, coming in through the guild doors, groans in disgust at the display. "Get a room, you two."
Bacchus responds this time. "Just because your gal ain't interested in you doesn't mean you get to beat on us."
"Who're you talking about?" Laxus growls.
"Lucy, of course." Cana replies innocently, though it's actually kind of hard to hear as the two resume kissing before she says it.
Mirajane exclaims, "WHAT?"
As does everyone else in the guild.
Laxus and Lucy's blushes aren't helping them.
"Fuck you." Laxus growls and shoves Bacchus off the bar stool.
"No more liquor." Lucy states, calling out Virgo to remove all alcohol on the premises.
"Ah, yes. The sexual tension dictates they must do so." Cana comments, lying on the ground on top of Bacchus.
"Back to it, babe?" the palm magic user asks, raising an eyebrow and smiling lecherously.
"You know me so well, babe." Cana grins and leans down, kissing him again.
"WE JUST CLEANED THE FLOOR!" Makarov yells.
"Sorry not sorry." the couple mumbles, not breaking off.
Mirajane sighs. "I'll go get the spray bottle."
Immediately Bacchus hisses, him shooting off at record speed, leaving Cana on the ground alone. "DON'T LEAVE ME! SHE'LL SPRAY ME TOO!"
"No PDA on the floor! Bad Cana!" Mirajane states, spraying the drunk with a spray bottle filled with water.
(Again, thanks to otpprompts on tumblr.)