I upped the rating for this fic, due to swearing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail
The piece of offending paperwork shook from the sheer force of Lahar's hold upon it. The innocuous, innocent looking sentences contained on its glossy white surface were deeply offensive to the man.
Doranbolt had managed to accomplish what Lahar had believed to be impossible.
He had succeeded in making Lahar's future Mondays even more detestable and horrible than they already were.
It was an endeavor worthy of an Intelligence Division Officer. Even Lahar could admit that.
Doranbolt was a brilliant son of a bitch.
Lahar was going to murder him.
And find a way to blame Fairy Tail for it.