Chapter 10
The days Doranbolt didn't have to work at the shop he went over to his new guild. Sometimes he would have to teleport with Quinn, since he said he didn't want to waste money on a train. Then the days he did have to work, his new guild mates came to the shop to visit. He learned and adjusted to his new life in his guild. Already he had been on a lot missions with all the guys. One morning when he woke up he realized that another half year had already went by. During that time he had his birthday, Ash and Freckles birthday, Sliver Fox had gotten third place in the Great Magic Games.
When he got out of bed he heard something in the kitchen, and inched his way down the hallway past the living room. He was holding a lamp in one hand yelling, "YOU PICKED THE WRONG HOUSE BUDDY!"
Freckles passed out hitting the floor, while Quinn freaked out making Ash and Jackson yell to stay quiet. All Doranbolt said was "oh" then went back to his room. Everyone froze expecting to hear him get mad about being in his house.
Quinn knew what day it was for Bolt, but everyone else was still at a lost wondering why they were there so early in the morning, by morning they mean the afternoon. Quinn wanted everyone to help cheer up Bolt today and to get him out of bed.
Doranbolt was well aware of what today was, it was Wendy Marvell's birthday. He only knew it was her birthday because he had to read up on everyone in Fairy Tail before he went on the S-class mission six years ago. He wasn't sad or anything he was just being lazy and didn't want to get out of bed. At the same time he didn't want to waste today in bed, so he got up and went back to the kitchen. This time he heard a lot more noise then when he first walked into it. The first thing he saw was Freckles still passed out on the floor while Jackson had one foot on the poor guy's stomach, yelling at Ash with a frying pan in hand.
"ASH YOU IDOIT! I TOLD YOU NOT TO BURN THE COOKIES!"
"Tch, WHAT KIND OF MAN BAKED COOKIES! I TOLD YOU I WASN'T GOING TO DO IT BUT YOOOU DIDN'T LISTEN!"
"DONT MAKE ME BREAK YOUR NECK!"
"I'd like to see you try baby jack!"
"You little! AHHHHHHH!"
Jackson flew onto Ash as they started to wrestle each other.
"Moooorning bolt! I- we made some cakes and cookies aaaand breakfast!", Quinn was hold out a tray of food beaming with a smile. Doranbolt looked over Quinn's shoulder to see freckles still being trampled on by Ash and Jackson while they grabbed for each other's throats.
He chuckled and took the tray from Quinn taking a closer look of the food. He walk to the table with Quinn at his tail waiting for his friend to take a bite of the food he-they made.
Sitting down Doranbolt said, "Quinn I know you know what today is, but they don't," motioning to the three in the kitchen, "so I don't get why all four of you are here. Are you planning something big or what?"
"Well you can said that I guess, if you want the real reason well... I found a really good mission for us, and I thought it would be a good way to celebrate her birthday for you."
"M'kay and what is this 'really good mission' request paper at so I can look at it."
"Eat first."
"Why?"
"Just eat."
Quinn placed down several maps, papers with symbols, and the request paper. Everyone other than Doranbolt knew about the mission in full detail. He had his eyebrows scrunched together looking over all the papers in front of him.
"Okay Jackson you explain, I was the one who found the job so."
"Alright then, well as you know Quinn found this job request for us. The thing about this job is that the client said to use as much time as we need to retrieve the item we are looking for. We have maps of the area the client thinks is the place we will find it. These papers right here give us extra information that might be useful."
"Do we even know who the client is?", doranbolt said cutting in. He had a weird feeling about this mission and wanted to know who posted the request.
"No, no we don't. The request was sent to us by mail along with the papers. The only thing we know is that it was sent from era at the post office by that herb shop."
Doranbolt knew where that was and thing was that it was the closes post office to the magic council. This request couldn't be from the council right? Did the council know he was in silver fox? There could be a chance that it isn't from the council, then who would it be?
For the rest of the time at the guild they went over the mission many times. After what seemed like forever Doranbolt finally teleported home flopping onto his bed. Even though he didn't do much today he still felt very tired. Thinking back on what happened today he wasn't all that excited to go on this mission. Quinn and Jackson decided that the guild would go on the mission in a few weeks. He figured he might as well pack now instead of trying to rush once the day comes he has to leave. Getting up off the bed he went to his closet to get his duffle bag. He just threw anything into the bad not caring to folding any of his clothes. He reached for something else to throw in his bag when he saw the sleeve of his old Mest shirt. He had a sad smile on his face as he thought back the days of Fairy Tail.
"After all these years, you still haven't given up on them have you?"
Doranbolt was startled by the voice and instantly looked up. He clutched his shirt tightly looking up as Lahar. The request was from the council and Lahar was here personally to see how it will be handled.
"What do you want Lahar? Let me guess that job request sent to my guild was from you wasn't it?"
"The council wants you to come back Doranbolt, I was able to get you a second chance. There's something I have to tell you as well if you accept to work with us during the mission."
Doranbolt was terribly confused but he knew that the weird feeling he had all day was right. Now that Doranbolt remembered he had to ask Lahar something.
"How the hell did you get in my house?"
"That's what your worried about?"
"...yeah."