Chapter 11: Left Hanging

                                    

                                          
Magna snapped. "Who're you calling a delinquent?! And I told you that-"
                          
The masked-guy interrupted him. "Blah blah blah, that we need to work together. Well that doesn't apply to me because I'm technically a loner. I don't give a crap about any of this so why would I help you?"
                          
"Maybe start by not setting down traps just to amuse yourself!" Magna said, irritated.
                          
"Not a chance. It's too funny. Well, good luck getting out of it." The guy began walking away.
                          
"Ideale, isn't that right?" Magna's words caused the guy to freeze and turn around.
                          
"...What do you want?" He was annoyed.
                          
"You better not ruin this event for us, or else we'll all know it's you. You'll be screwed, big time."
                          
"Yeah, I'm aware of that. But honestly, I don't care. There's no one to get mad at me, besides the principal, but you know that guy. Farewell, idiots." He walked away and left the three of them by the tree.
                          
"Hello? You guys are gonna leave me hanging here?" Magna said.
                          
"Oh s-sorry~" Asta was about to walk up and help him get out, until Luck stopped him with his hand.
                          
"Don't worry, I got this." Luck grabbed something out of his pocket. He walked up towards Magna, who was hanging on the tree-branch, and activated what he held in his hand. It produced fire. What?! A match?! Luck used it on the rope that was used to attach Magna to the tree. Magna fell down hard on the grass and shook his leg, rapidly putting out the fire.
                          
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?! You almost burned me alive for god's sake... AND WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET A MATCH FROM?!" Magna snapped.
                          
"It doesn't matter. At least you're not hanging from the tree anymore." Luck giggled.
                          
"You see? This is why I have trust issues with you! Gosh..." He said irritated. "Now my glasses are broken... I have another pair at my house at least. That idiot who just so happened to walk by ain't even a little bit considerate."
                          
"Yeah, and it's like he's trying to look emo with that black mask on." Luck laughed.
                          
Magna laughed as well. "Yep,"
                          
Asta was surprised. Magna just yelled at Luck and now they're having a great time?! This is Magna and Luck after all. Like I said, no one knows how they do it. They're inseparable.
                          
"Oh.. uh... Mister Magna...?" Asta began.
                          
"Oh, where did this formality come from? Yes, what is it?" Magna asked.
                          
"I..." Asta grabbed the rolled-up banner from his bag and handed it to him. "I have the finished banner." He was probably not going to mention that he had a girl help him with it. All Magna needs to know is that he got some help.
                          
"Oh, really?" Magna's blue eyes lit up as he unrolled the banner to look at it. "It honestly looks... really nice."
                          
"Really?"
                          
"Mhm! It's perfect! Thanks, Asta." Magna smiled at him. Asta felt a little embarrassed, but happy. "Alright, Luck, can I trust you to hang the banner on the poles?"
                          
"Sure thing!" Luck grabbed the banner and dashed over to the poles. Magna was right, he's so fast! Asta watched as Luck climbed up the pole, like he was a monkey. He made sure to climb on both poles, as he attached the banner on them both using a roll of double-sided tape that he had waiting in his pocket. After that, Luck ran back to them. "Finished!"
                          
Asta stared in shock. Magna noticed how Asta was staring, and gave him a little nudge on the shoulder. "Hey... Don't look so surprised. They don't call him Lighting Luck for nothing."
                          
Magna was right. This should've been expected, but that doesn't erase the surprise that he expressed. He's fast enough to compete with a squirrel! Or faster even...
                          
"Haha!" Luck said.
                          
"Anyways, your banner looks great! If you want too help more, then you can see if anyone else who's working here if they need help. They should have the blueprint on how the whole place should look like. Our part should be done for now. Luck and I are going to do a small cleanup around the track." Magna told him.
                          
"Alright," Asta nodded.