I'm sorry about the weenie joke at the end. I wrote this while the weenie man joke was still "in" and I didn't feel like removing it because I think it wraps up this chapter well.

"Dude, just go in my basement," Laxus groaned.

"Why did you even call me here?" Jellal replied. He had no idea what he was expecting when Laxus called him to come over, but getting shoved into his basement was not one.

"You'll find out," Laxus replied.

"Please tell me now," Jellal argued.

"Laxus you're a football player, use brute force," Mirajane suggested from the kitchen.

"Oh no," Jellal realized. "You are not trying to get me and-"

Laxus shoved Jellal into the basement and locked the door behind him.

"God dammit Laxus!" Jellal shouted as he pounded on the door.

"Jellal?" Jellal heard Erza's voice called from downstairs.

"Erza?" Jellal walked down the steps to find her sitting at a candle-lit table with food on it.

"They're trying to set us up together again," Erza informed Jellal.

"I figured," Jellal replied. "Well, I guess it isn't that bad."

"Right," Erza agreed.

It had been awkward between them since Jellal threw up in front of Erza because she had spun him too hard while they were dancing. They had talked as friends, but nothing more.

"So," Jellal sat down across from Erza.

"So," Erza repeated.

"Is the food warm?" Jellal asked.

"Yeah," Erza answered. "And its Mirajane's cooking."

"I've heard about it, but I've never tasted it," Jellal said. He dug his fork into the chicken and took a bite. "I feel as though I'm tasting heaven."

"Mira's cooking has that impression," Erza replied. Jellal continued to eat, but Erza just poked at her food.

"Are you okay?" Jellal asked.

"Yeah, it's just," Erza began. "I'm sorry for making you throw up."

"It's okay," Jellal answered. "I forgot that you were called the Dancing Demon. Remember the time that you spun Simon into the gym wall back at ToH?"

"Yeah," Erza began to smile. "I seem to do that a lot."

"Even though Tower of Heaven was a pretty strict place," Jellal began. "We did have some good times, right?"

"Yeah," Erza agreed. "Like the one time Millianna tried to sneak a cat she found on the playground into school so she could take it home."

"It's hard to believe that she almost succeeded," Jellal laughed. "Only to be thwarted by that one kid who always brought his snake to school."

"It was chaotic with the teacher screaming, and the snake chasing Millianna's cat," Erza laughed. As they both laughed, one of the three candles on the table went out.

"I'll get it," Jellal offered. He picked one of the candles up by the holder and tried to light the one that went out, but instead, the candles fell out of the holder and set the tablecloth on fire.

"Fire!" Erza yelled as the two of them jumped away from the table.

"Shit! I set something on fire again!" Jellal shouted.

Five minutes later, Jellal and Erza managed to get the message that Jellal had fucked up and set the tablecloth on fire to Laxus and Mira who finally let them out of the basement. Twenty minutes later, the firemen were finishing their job as Laxus and Jellal sat on the curb of the street.

"I'm sorry I set your mom's tablecloth on fire," Jellal apologized.

"Its fine," Laxus sighed. "But maybe you are closer to arsonist than coolkid."

Jellal managed to smile, "Man, I fuck everything up."

"No you don't," Laxus tried to reassure his friend. "But how did you get kicked out of Tower of Heaven? Did you accidentally set something on fire there too?"

"No," Jellal sighed. "I got framed by my brother Siegrain."

"How?" Laxus asked.

"We're identical triplets, along with our brother Mystogan," Jellal answered.

"So, what did Siegrain do?" Laxus asked.

"He painted 'ToH SUCKZ' and drew a dick on our school mascot, Weenie the Hot Dog," Jellal explained.

"What type of mascot is that?" Laxus tried not to laugh.

"It's a Dachshund dressed up as a Hot Dog and no, I don't know why a school called the Tower of Heaven has a dog dressed up as a hot dog named Weenie for a mascot," Jellal explained.

"You're a weenie," Laxus informed his friend.

"Sigh, I know."

Once again, I'm sorry about that weenie joke. So, only three more chapters to go (and maybe an epilogue if I ever decide to write it (but I do't even know what it would be about)). I' really excited about these next three chapters. No one will be able to guess what happens next.