{MIRA'S POV}
"What were you thinking?" Lisanna scolds me, as I sit in heavenly timeout. "You know divine intervention is expressly forbidden, especially for gods and goddesses of love! If you push too much, it'll never happen. You really should learn to let fate take it's natural course, Mira-nee."

"You're just saying that because you're a sucker for unrequited love." I whine. "And why'd you have to send Laxus of all gods to collect me?"

Lisanna puts her hands on her hips. "Because you were breaking the rules and Laxus always manages to thwart your plans."

To make matters worse, she confiscates my 3D glasses and XXXL unlimited-refill popcorn tub.

"Besides," she laughs as she walks away, "I'm a sucker for unrequited love."

Just to rub salt in my wounds, she fills my popcorn tub full of caramel corn and adds copious amounts of chocolate drizzle.

I cross my arms and puff out my cheeks. Timeout in heaven is one minute for every year old you are, so I have to sit here for... I'm not going to finish that statement, or I'd have to kill you.

After what feels like an eternity of boredom and wondering how my ships are doing, I finally can leave my timeout corner.

The first thing I do is find Laxus. He and his friends, Bickslow (god of childbirth) and Freed (god of language and calligraphy), have their grubby hands on my binoculars. I only use those when the 3D glasses just don't cut it.

Bickslow currently has them, and he's making some random comment about his babies. His tongue is sticking out, and I'm once again struck by how unlike his title he seems.

The mothers in the labor and delivery ward down there might not be happy to know that they're being watched by a man with a tattoo on his tongue, but none of them will have complications with their births while he's focused.

I cross my arms and stand in front of Laxus. He pretends not to notice me, flaunting my 3D glasses on his face, which I would very much like to slap.

When I try to take them off, Laxus stands up and raises them above his head. Must he be so insufferably tall? It's bad enough that he's the grandson of the king of heaven!

I jump around for a good minute trying to get them back so I can watch my ships. As I leave, victorious with both 3D glasses and binoculars in hand, I hear Evergreen (goddess of pine trees) giggle as I pass and whisper about 'Miraxus'.

My attention is immediately perked because A) that sounds like a ship name I don't know, and B) it sounds like a ship involving me.

Miraxus. 'Mira' for Mirajane obviously, and 'xus' for... no way. Laxus?!

Next time, for sure, this ship will—ahem! I'm not going to complete that thought.