Frosch:

When Rogue left the not-date and started walking to Sabertooth, he was happy. Lucy had proven to be a both kind and interesting person.

When Rogue arrived at Sabertooth, his mood did a 180. First of all, Sting. The man was way too observant for his own good. The worst part was, Rogue didn't even realize that the corners of his mouth were turned upwards until his partner pointed it out.

Apparently, immediately changing his facial expression into a scowl as soon as this was said was an even bigger mistake. Sting was instantly aware that something was going on and tried to interrogate Rogue. The Shadow Dragon Slayer only managed to escape when Frosch declared he was tired. (Is Frosch a boy or girl? I'm gonna go with boy because that's what they always refer to him as.)

That led to the second problem - Frosch himself. He hadn't been too happy about Rogue leaving him to stay with Sting and Lector without an explanation. To be fair, no one in their right mind would want to spend the entire day with those two.

Now it would be a giant pain in the behind to convince him to stay behind he went to meet with- As soon as that thought started to form, Rogue realized another thing that decided to go wrong. Lucy had been in such a hurry to get back that they didn't agree where and when to meet again.

He would just have to wait for an opportunity to visit Magnolia with a good excuse. Until then...

"Why was Rogue smiling earlier?" Honestly, he loved Frosch. But sometimes, he truly regretted the fact that he did.

"Oh, I just heard a good joke."

"What was it?" Shoot.

Thankfully, Rogue had learned how to avoid some of the exceed's questions by now. "It wasn't very appropriate. I'll tell you when you're older." This was something that he sometimes told Fro, so the little cat just accepted it.

Unfortunately, fate had a habit of finding ways to make Rogue's actions bite him in the behind later, as he learned the next day.

"So Rogue, why were you smiling yesterday?" Because I had a dream about strangling you, Sting.

Just as he opened his mouth to reply, a certain exceed with a pink frog costume decided to butt in. "Rogue told Fro that he heard a good joke!"

Sting's eyes seemed to light up. I'm so screwed.

"So Rogue, what was this joke you heard?"

Once again, Frosch decided he had to answer any and all questions concerning this matter. "Rogue told Fro it was inappropriate and that he would tell Fro when Fro was older!" I'm so dead. Farewell, cruel world.

"Really? But I think I'm old enough. Can't you whisper it to me, Rogue?" When you die, I'll make sure it's painful. Mark my words, Sting.

"No time. Actually, I need to go on a mission today." And with that, Rogue practically ran to the request board, leaving behind his partner, whose shoulders were shaking in silent laughter.

He was gonna make sure to pick a long mission.

A/N: Alright, there wasn't much happening this chapter, but I thought it would be nice to put in Rogue's POV as well as to take a small break from the plot. This was just to show the situation in Sabertooth and kind of introduce Sting and Frosch into the story.

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