Requested by @Anna_Ramriez_
Word Count: 1425
(h/c): hair color
(e/c): eye color
As a fun way to release his stress, Laxus decided to grab whichever job request that looks and take his (h/c) exceed, (Y/n), with him. It's as simple as that.
Grab a request.
Go to the given location.
Find out what's going on.
Take out all the stress on the enemy.
Easy as pie. At least, that's what Laxus thought when he and (Y/n) left the guild.
Not long after stepping off the train, the lightning dragon slayer and his exceed get lost. Miserably lost. Three hours have gone by since the duo arrived and they have yet to find the right location they need to go to. Laxus' sense of smell is no use since he has no idea what he's supposed to be smelling for.
The two look left and right for some kind of sign or passing traveler to get directions from, but find neither. (Y/n) has a moment of realization. She sprouts her little, white wings and flies high up into the clear blue sky. With the request paper in hand, (Y/n) looks back and fourth between it and the geography around her. A small group of cottages with a large cabin is spotted and matches the picture on the paper.
"Laxus! I found it," (Y/n) happily exclaims, flying down to her partner.
The blond mage ruffles the (h/c) fur on the exceed's small head and the two set off in the correct direction towards the village.
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A middle aged man informs Laxus and (Y/n) about an unknown evil in a section of the woods near the village. He recalls incidents where the mystery evil had dragged villagers out of their homes and into the woods.
"Only one of them returned out of the many kidnappings we have had," the man explains, shuddering at the memory. "The village chief is the single survivor. He came back injured, but alive. We are very thankful for his survival."
"Then why were you the one who put out the job request? Shouldn't it have been him," Laxus questions with much curiosity.
"He is a very stubborn, old man," he says with a shake of his head," and believes that the spirits of the woods called for mythical, mysterious monsters to take him away as a test of his strength to be a chief. Asking for mages to deal with the mystery monsters is like asking for a mother to kill her child in his mind. He won't take action, so a group of villagers and I decided to."
Laxus and (Y/n) nod their heads in understanding and rise from their seat. Shaking hands with the villager, the mage and his exceed leave the small cottage and set off into the woods to find the "monsters."
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Every little snapping or crunching noise that seems abnormal makes (Y/n) jump. Her tiny paws progressively grip tighter onto Laxus' large coat with each sound that Laxus doesn't make. The frightened exceed is sitting atop her partner's shoulder and absentmindedly kicks her small feet in an attempt to distract herself.
On accident, her foot smacks into Laxus' cheekbone. The man flinches at the sudden impact and looks at the exceed perched on his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. (Y/n) mumbles a quick sorry, but goes back to kicking her feet. Laxus catches on to her nervousness and gently pulls her off his shoulder and carries her like a father would with a small child. The (h/c) exceed immediately snuggles into his chest and hums in content. She's no longer afraid of the scary appearance and busies herself by playing with the fur lining of Laxus' coat.
A creepy laugh suddenly echoes around the two, making them stop and turn their heads in every direction. They can't locate the owner of the voice and slowly walk until they are find a semi-large building. At the entrance, a grizzly, old man leans against a wall while flipping a coin. He has a shady look and bears what many will perceive as an evil grin.
Laxus spots a weird icon on the building's door and recalls that symbol as the mark for an rouge, dark guild named Magis Malum. (Latin for Evil Mage's according to Google Translate. Feel free to tell me if its incorrect.) The guild is known for being ruthless and careless. Having only a few dozen of members, the guild is constantly changing its location every few months and terrorizes small villages and towns.
Kicking off the wall, the old man slowly walks towards Laxus and (Y/n) with a long, bony finger pointing at the two. His hand wavers, but still stays pointed at them as he grumbles unintelligible words under his breath.
"Tch. Speak up, old man. Can't hear ya'," Laxus groans impatiently.
"You," the man yells with a hoarse voice," cannot be here! Who told you this location! All trespassers shall be met with a slow and painful death!! State your name!"
The man's use of the singular form of the word 'name' puzzles the blond dragon slayer. It takes a second before Laxus realizes that the man doesn't know about the exceed in his arms. Using it to his advantage, Laxus whispers to (Y/n) as quietly as he can without taking his eyes of the evil mage.
"Stay quiet and don't move, (Y/n). He doesn't know that I'm holding you. We'll use our secret plan."
(Y/n) nudges her nose inconspicuously against her partner's abdomen to signal her compliance and curls up tightly into a ball. Grunting, Laxus trudges forward to get closer to the man. They both stop with roughly 10 feet of space between them.
"C'mon, ya old geezer! Show me what ya got," Laxus taunts.
"Humph," the old man huffs in disbelief of the younger male's words. "I'll show you how Magis Malum takes care of nuisances like you, you brat!"
An orb of magic energy with the coloration an incredibly dark shade of blue materializes into the man's wrinkly hand. He hurtles it at the blond with little effort and immediately summons another in place of the spent one. Laxus sidesteps to the left, avoiding the dangerous orb by a fraction of a second.
Another orb is about to be hurtled at Laxus when a ball of (h/c) shoots towards the old man. (Y/n), who is curled into a small ball no bigger that the average human male's head, goes flying at the old man and latches onto him upon contact. The man jumps in surprise and looks down at the feline being attached to his coat.
"Pwease don't hurt my partner, mister evil man. I wuv him vewy much and I don't wanna see him get hurt," (Y/n) pleads with tears rushing out of her large (e/c) eyes.
Blinking, the old man can't stop himself from being mesmerized by the little exceed's overall adorableness. She bats her long eyelashes several times and juts out her lower lip for additional effects. Her efforts to keep Laxus from being attacked works and the man waves away the orb of magic energy away.
"Waaahhh, you're so cute. I could be the happiest mage in the world with you by my side! How much for her?!"
(Y/n) shudders in disgust and runs to hide behind Laxus's legs with an anguishing cry. The blond chuckles and scoops her up into his arms.
"She ain't for sake, old man," he explains," We're partners. Partners always have each other's backs. You don't abandon your partner. No matter what someone offers."
A solid punch lands on the old man's face as soon as Laxus finished his mini lesson. Laxus grabs the coat collar and behinds to drag the old man behind him with one hand, while he cradles his cute, little exceed in the other.
"Be lucky that you're too adorable for this world. You could've gotten hurt if not for your adorableness."
"Okay, Mommy," (Y/n) replies with a slightly sarcastic tone.
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing!"
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A/N: Please forgive me for the slow updates. School is, once again and usually always, to blame for this. I'm going back and forth between this book and another, so I'm sorry if there is about a week before the next one-shot! I'll be trying to write more on the weekends!
I hope you guys enjoyed this one-shot! Have a nice day!