Chapter 2
I hear my new employer before I see him.
"-GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER! REMEMBER I WRITE YOUR PAYCHECKS!"
There is a subdued mumble of reply from over the phone.
"DAMN FUCKING STRAIGHT I WANT IT BY TOMORROW!" This guy needs to brought down a few pegs.
Rather unwillingly, I knock on the door.
"COME IN," booms a deep voice, not quite intimidating enough to make me want to leave.
I push the door open as the man drops the the phone back onto the receiver, clattering. As he skims over a pile of paperwork, he runs a hand through his spiky blonde hair, revealing a scar running through his right eye. Laxus?
His eyes widen a bit before he turns to look back at me.
"You're late."
My response falls out of myself before I can check myself.
"Only if you count the five minutes I stood outside waiting for you to finish berating one of your employees." I cringe inwardly at my quick answer.
"As sassy as ever, Miss Heartfilia?"
"That's one part of me that hasn't changed since high school, Mr. Dreyar."
"I can name a few that have," he mutters, staring clearly and obviously at my exposed cleavage.
"And you're still a pervert," I snap, "My face is up here, Mr. Dreyar."
He swiftly lifts his head, not even slightly abashed.
"I suppose you've taken the liberty of glancing at our website?" He cocks an eyebrow and laces his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair.
"I have." I visibly shudder at the memory. Unfortunately.
"It couldn't possibly be that bad. Mira designed that."
"Oh, but it could."
He taps a few keys on his keyboard and turns away after mere seconds of looking at the atrocious color scheme and lack of professionalism.
"That's what rainbow barf and Comic Sans does to you," I mumble.
Still looking out the window and the metropolitan view below, Laxus breathes deeply, and grabs a nearby water bottle.
"I'll need a few moments."
He turns his screen around, and it's somehow worse than I remember. I struggle to keep a straight face but I end up compromising with a saucy smirk.
The ghastly magenta border clashes outrageously with an alarmingly neon homepage and the glaringly obvious lack of Times New Roman or Calibri was enough to make anyone want to hurl, the abundance of underlined, bolded, italicized Comic Sans only made the visual punishment worse. Instead of a bland, business-like web page it could only be compared to a psychedelic barf bag of a blog owned by a single, hippie mother of three, documenting her daily struggles on topics such as the "reform" her two bulldogs as she fed them tofu burgers.
My ex-best friend points at the screen.
"I'll give you until your lunch back to fix this hunk of junk-"
There is a crash of china shattering on the floor as the dark brown liquid splashes on the tiles. Mira gapes at her employer and runs out of the office, bawling.
"No, wait, Mira-" he trails off lamely.
"And I applaud you, sir, on your theatrical skills." I laugh, clapping my hands slowly.
"Well, fuck." Laxus shrugs his shoulders, "So anyway, you have two hours to show me what you can do. Your new office is across the hall. Scram." He waves me out.
The office is empty and undecorated, save for a fully-stocked desk, a dusty bookshelf, and several chairs. I pull my laptop out of my bag, but upon realizing that I did not have the password for "Mista' Sparky's Law Firm" wifi, I close it abruptly.
Unhooking the phone from the receiver, I dial the provided extension for Laxus's office.
"AND WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT."
"The password to," I pause for dramatic effect, as if double checking the name, "Mista' Sparky's Law Firm" wifi."
"To what?"
"You really want me to repeat it? I don't think I can do it without laughing."
"Fuck off." I can practically see him flipping me off. He hangs up and I can hear his yells at Freed through both doors.
"FREED, GET YOUR SORRY GREEN ASS OVER HERE."
hey yoo. okay so the next chapter, lucy will be reminiscing about her past with laxus. i'm debating if they left on neutral/positive terms or bad terms.
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