A/N: (Freaking decided to be anal and turn chapter 6 in code… -_-) Only one more day until the end of Bixanna Week. Enjoy! And happy Bixanna Week.

Day 6- (Modern) AU

Lisanna was a landlady for a three floor apartment building. Very serious about her job, but if she felt like it she'd invite you into her apartment for cookies. But since the building was so small, Lisanna didn't have the money to hire plumbers or electricians or carpenters when things went wrong. That's right, she did it all herself. Lisanna liked visiting her neighbors though. They were so eccentric. There were some who yelled at her to get out of their house even when they needed house support. Others would freak out and hide under a blanket on their couch until she left. Others enjoyed her company and had her stay even after she dealt with any problems. But Lisanna's favorite neighbor was a carefree artist named Bickslow on the second floor. And it just so happened that his toilet flooded. For the thirteenth time that month.

"Oh boy…" Lisanna grumbled as she walked a flight up to Bickslow's apartment. She had a feeling he'd call again. This particular artist was "remodeling" his bathroom. Also known as painting everything and letting paint fly in the toilet. Lisanna knocked on the door.

"Open up, it's the landlady." Lisanna called.

"Alright alright." Bickslow muttered as he opened the door. Lisanna didn't even have to ask where the bathroom was- she'd been in that house so many times for many different problems that she practically memorized the layout.

"Hey, Bickslow, why do you always let things get so… messy around here?" Lisanna asked, while trying to unclog the toilet. Bickslow put a potato chip in his mouth and said

"Because I feel like it. Artists just have an inspiration and BLAM they do it. Artists have no rules."

"It's impolite to eat while talking. And there are some rules by the way." Lisanna said. Bickslow was kind of annoying to deal with, but she just liked the spark he had. So even if she ACTED bothered by him, really, she wasn't. What bothered her was the paint sputtering out the toilet. Thankfully, she always wore a specific outfit when dealing with Bickslow's apartment because Bickslow is Bickslow.

"Rules aren't the same as GUIDELINES. I think you're talking' about guidelines." Bickslow grumbled. If there was one thing Bickslow hated, it was rules. And when people thought rules were guidelines. And if there was one thing Lisanna hated, it was Bickslow's apartment. Not him, but his house. She just couldn't hate Bickslow, even though he was the one messing up his apartment.

"By the way, I just adopted five dogs." Bickslow said, still munching on a potato chip.

"Five dogs." Lisanna repeated. It wasn't even a question. She was just making sure.

"Five dogs." Bickslow assured. He was insane.

"You KNOW there aren't supposed to be any pets." Lisanna said. She wasn't even surprised. Bickslow had done all sorts of stupid things. He tattooed his tongue. He tattooed his face. Dyed his hair. Stuck his tongue out frequently. This was the norm.

"They aren't pets. They're roommates." Bickslow said.

"Sure they are. Just make sure your "roommates" pay monthly rent." Lisanna said sarcastically.

"You're really weird, rule-following Lisanna." Bickslow said while making a face.

"Actually, you're the weird one, rule-breaking Bickslow." Lisanna replied to Bickslow's snark comment.

"Jeez, how do you live this way? Rules forcing the way you live. I don't get it. Why can't you let things slide your own way?" Bickslow asked. Lisanna had heard this question. A lot. So she gave her usual answer.

"Because life won't go so swell if you don't follow the rules." Lisanna said for the fiftieth time.

"Life DOES go swell without rules. Like this." Bickslow said, a bit cheery than normal. Lisanna didn't expect this answer. Or the short sweet kiss on the lips Bickslow gave her after speaking. Pulling away, Bickslow said

"See? Told ya." Bickslow smirked.

"Wha- Hey! You can't just do that!" Lisanna yelled.

"Yeah I can. Want me to do it again?" Bickslow replied, still smirking.

"No! I'm leaving! Don't you dare clog that toilet again!" Lisanna yelled. She was really red. Really really red.

"I will! And I'll make sure you come every time!" Bickslow called from his apartment.

"Agh… Stupid…" Lisanna grumbled as she walked out the door. Suddenly, she stopped. Turned around. And headed back to Bickslow's apartment. So that's why she never minded the idiotic artist on the second floor. She loved him, that's why. And Lisanna definitely didn't mind going back there. Knocking on the door, Bickslow replied

"Back already? And I haven't even broken anything."

"Yeah, I'm back, idiot. But by the time I'm gone, it'll be a lot more than a toilet that needs fixing." Lisanna joked. And with that, she closed the door.

A/N: That was fun! I hoped you enjoyed my modern AU for Day 6. And I am working on MAGNOLIAGHOUL. So please wait patiently! I'm thankful to all my readers. R&R! AND HAPPY BIXANNA WEEK!