Chapter 3
Magnolia X791
Cobra hates the outdoors always has, always will. It was a basic hatred toward the outdoors, mosquitoes the fucking little shits always bit him even if they dropped dead as soon as they bit they still left the red itchy marks. No one else appeared to be affected by them, just him. Even the Snow White was unaffected and the ass didn't even have to do anything, letting out a quiet growl as he dragged what would be considered to be his best friend behind him on his Crime Sorciere issued cloak.
Swatting his arm as he felt one of them bite through the thick material of the cloak. He hated nature, not just the mosquitoes but the damn noise was horrendous, sure people go around talking about the beautiful music that birds make how the hell was it taking so long for them to get to Fairy Tail? They'd been walking since they'd left Crocus trying to see if they could take shelter with the oversugared pixies.
"Yo, Blue-balls how long until we get to Fairy Tail?" Glaring back at the Slayer Jellal tilted his head back slightly trying to not let his irritation show at the new nickname that caused his guild to snicker.
"Not much longer we're camping out here, before heading over tomorrow to make sure that they have enough time to gather their wits about themselves.
"You're shitting me! You have got to be shitting me! You mean to tell me that our asses are staying out here tonight after camping for more than two weeks since our lovely friends decided to screw over Earthland?" Cobra screeched, dropping Macbeth's sleeping form roughly unto some of the stones they were on rudely awakening him.
"What the hell, Erik?" Macbeth asked voice deepening his voice as he held his now sore head.
"Don't you start on me too Snow White your ass has been sleeping most of the time we have been travelling. With me dragging it along," Glaring down his eye as he saw what most would consider being his best friend rubbing the sore spot as he stood stretching slightly. "Now Blue-balls why the hell are we sleeping in the damn forest? Did Hammer Psycho threaten you with castration if you showed up before two weeks? Wonder how the hell she can castrate someone with no balls."
Jellal, who had been trying to disguise his irritation, was beginning to turn a lovely shade of scarlet as Erik continued. Counting mentally back from ten as he walked Meredy fluttering about lightly giggling as she continued to hear Erik saying things that would make Makarov blush. As he turned near a branch he saw a small hut for lack of better term in the field that they frequented for camping when they just visited the guild.
"Yeah right visiting the guild Blue-balls!" Snipped-out Erik.
'Damn him,' Jellal sighed in irritation as he stopped the rest of them stopping at his sides observing the small set up that they had seen. "Who would set up in the middle of a forest when there's a town nearby in either way they would go?"
"Yes, dear ball-less leader, I wonder who in all of their ingenuity would stay in a FOREST when there are two towns nearby." Growling in frustration Cobra swatted his leg before making a swipe at his neck.
'Ah, the mosquitoes are bothering him again…' Jellal's lips twitched slightly.
"I dare you to laugh and you can start learning how to sleep with an eye open again."