Author's Note: The Bonus Chapters are just chapters about details that I'm leaving out in the main story of this.
Just think of them like, fillers but these are somewhat necessary to the story in their own way.
Also note that the Bonus Chapters would be relatively smaller than the other chapters and show the inbetweens in the time lapses.
Some may also have bloopers I guess and would have significant spoilers or hints to the next big chapter.
Hope this goes well. Now I'll be shutting up…
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Like every fallen hero, Macao's funeral was celebrated as one.
From family to friends to even some people that Macao and a few of his firefighter friends have saved from fires, all the rows were filled, and as usual in a funeral, all of them were black colored clothing.
The skies were cloudy and a few people sitting in the rows had brought their own umbrellas in case a small pouring of rain fell.
It was finally time. Gildarts, the man that was to say the Eulogy stood up from his chair, next to him was his daughter Cana.
He walked up to the stand, where a picture of his beloved best friend was. He stood in front of the whole audience.
He saw all his firefighter brethren and a few familiar cop faces. He coughed, clearing away his nerves and finally speaking into the microphone.
"Hello, my name is Gildarts Clive and today we're here to honor a man I worked with in the line of duty, and a man I considered to be like a brother to me. And that man is Macao Conbolt."
He cleared his throat once more. He didn't feel like his voice was cut out for a speech like this, but now was not time for those kind of complaints to himself.
"This man, Macao, he was a great man. Respected by both young and veteran firefighters alike.
"Like I said earlier, he was like a brother to me. We joked, we laughed, we drank, hell, we watched each others back. He was there for me and my daughter, Cana, when my wife died and I'll stand right by his wife and child, the same way he did to me.
"I've made terrible choices, but the one choice I'll never regret is befriending this man, who later became my brother."
He held back his tears. A few people in the in rows have already started to cry before him. He took out a big breathe and continued on with the eulogy.
"When he was taken from us, I was angry… I was scared… Most of all, I was sad… Sad that I would never ever see my best friend ever again… Sad that the sorry bastard who did this to him never had it coming…
"While it's true that in a drunken state, I went to go confront his attacker, I realized by him and another friend that this wasn't what he wanted, and that was tainting his name in vein…
"I learned that my friend would never condone that, and would've never wanted me to do that… To destroy myself like that and to taint the Fire Department's name."
He stopped once more. He was almost done with his speech. He took out one last heavy breath and looked back out at the crowd.
"The best way to keep him alive in our hearts and in memory, is to keep doing what we're doing and move forward!
"He would've wanted us to continue to do what we do and what we love, not to continue to grieve over his death. That my friends and family is how we would honor this man!"
He finally finished. A round of applause from the audience thanked him for his appealing speech.
Time passed, and it was now time for the burial. Everyone was finally done saying their last words to him.
As his body was being buried, everyone knew one thing, and that was the man being buried was once a friend, a lover, a partner and a Hero. That his name will never be used to justify anything for anyone or anything. That this was the beginning of something new…