Bisca and Alzack

Job Hunting

"Sugar Plum!!"

You only smiled as Bisca walked past you to find her husband.

"Cutest!" Levy whispered to you and you couldn't help but giggle.

"I heard that!" The green-haired cowgirl yelled, "And yes, we are!!"

Levy and you dissolved into giggles.

"What's the matter, Bisca?" You heard Alzack inquire.

"We're late, hun!" Bisca responded, a hand resting on her hip, "That train won't wait forever."

"Right."

You watched as Alzack hurried to grab his money pouch and then his wife's waist, "We better hurry."

The couple hurried to leave the guild hall.

"Hold it."

Levy and you watched as the two mages halted.

They turned around to face Mira who only gave them a small smile from behind the counter where you sat with Levy.

"I'm sorry, guys. Your client cancelled the job request this morning."

"What?" Bisca couldn't believe it, "He can't do that!!"

"She," Alzack corrected.

"She." Bisca repeated as she stomped over to the counter, leaving her husband behind.

"We already accepted that job, Mira!" She drawled in her thick southern accent, "How is it possible?!"

Mira shrugged, "It's usually impossible to cancel but this person was pretty persistent and got it done."

Bisca propped her back on the counter with her elbows, her face and stature furious, "That stupid donkey of a man..."

"Woman." Alzack said.

"Woman!" Bisca yelled making him flinch.

Mira drew out another request sheet from behind the counter, "I have something else."

"I dunno Mira..." Bisca glanced over at her man before giving Mirajane a hesitant smile, "I think we'll pass on jobs for today."

"Oh," Mira only smiled, "Alright but just check this out."

Bisca took the paper the beautiful takeover mage handed her.

You and Levy glanced at each other once before watching both Alzack and Bisca go through the paper carefully.

They glanced at each other once before their eyes lit up.

Bisca gave Mira a peck on the cheek before taking her husband's arm.

Alzack sent out waves of excitement as he half-skipped, half-walked to the exit with his wife on his arm.

Levy raised an eyebrow as you did the same.

"A date?"

Mira giggled as she went back to wiping the dishes dry, "Oh no. It's a target shooting job."

Levy and you glanced at each other before you burst out laughing.

Of course.

That's what would excite those two.