" It's freezing here!" Cooro shouted as he rubbed his bare arms and started shivering. " I feel like an icicle. Brrrrrrrr."

Cooro was now in some kind of forest. The forest was layered with snow. Under Cooro's feet was a bag with which he opened and saw cossack hats inside of it. The hats looked ghastly. Cooro sweatdropped when he looked at them.

" Where the heck am I? First I was in a desert and now I'm in a forest. Somebody please wake me up."

" Hi!" Samba shouted flamboyantly. Cooro turned around and saw the strange girl Samba waving at him. She then did a hula dance where she thrusted her belly up and thrusted it back down. " Let's play together! Join me in a hula dance."

" Are you crazy? Where the heck are we?"

" We're in my world. It's a world I've always dreamed about. With my Lost Magic I can create a special area we can play in. The only problem is it always has to be agame played after five minutes of being inside. Oh darling. The powdered snow and the trees, how you would hold me in your arms and gently place a kiss on my-"

" Get that image out of my HEAD! There's no way that's very happening! Now why don't you make yourself useful for once and take me back to the real world so I can beatyour Lady Khara to a bloody pulp."

" Ooh!" Samba's cheeks tinted red and she cacked as she shaked her head around. " Samba, samba, samba! " You're cute. If you listen to me well I might even teach you some of my skills."

" Skills. What skills are you talking about- wait, don't tell me... y-you-your a-a-a... BOY!"

" Yep. Pretty good disguise, wouldn't you agree? And I was even able to change my voice. So, would you like to kiss me?And if you ask, I'll even bear your child."

" Ah. I was hit on by a boy. And a handsome boy. I'm starting to hate boys just as much as I hate girls. Guess I have no other choice. My little ace in the hole." Cooro took out a choclate bar from his baggy shorts and handed it out to
Samba. " Here. If you let me go then I'll let you have this chocolate bar."

" Samba? Ooh. Thank you, darling." Samba swiped the chocolate bar away from Cooro and ate it down in a matter of seconds. As she did, Cooro sweat dropped. Samba made a happy face. " Mmmmmm. That choclate sure was good."

" T-That's not really good for your thighs. Even though you're a boy."

" It makes me want to dance! Samba, samba, samba!"

Samba pulled out a microphone that was hidden in his circlet dress. He then span around in circles, then stopped and made a pose where he had both his hands on the microphone and was moving all parts of his body, though he stayed in one place.

" Catch my heart through an ocean of sorrow. "

" Give me just a little bit of hope."

" And give me just a little bit of chocolate."

" Oh, I do love me some chocolate."

" Chocolate. It's the soul that binds me with my darling Cooro."

" Oh, Cooro, can't you see through my heart."

" Can't you see the volcano erupting from my love and seeeeeeeeeee."

Samba collasped on her knees. Tears of worrow leaked from her eyes as she sang more lowly and smiled widely.

" My love for you is an endless ocean."

" The way you make me feel... it's like nothing can ever hurt us."

" When I look into your eyes... I see a heroic man just waiting for me."

" For MEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

" I hate to tell you this, Cooro," Kanellos said. " but this male here is a really good singer. Maybe you should compliment him."

" Shut up. Just don't say another wor-"

Something in Cooro's pants started vibrating. Cooro took out whatever was in his pants that was vibrating and held it in his right hand. The thing vibrating was a Magic Letter. At first sight, it looks like a normal, ordinary letter with a
wax seal on the envelope. When the addressee performs a certain circle motion around the wax seal, they release a small, Magical hologram of the Cooro was talking to someone through a Magic Letter he'd always say the first word that popped into his mind.

" Speakith."

The holographic image of Cooro'solder sibling Nana showed up on the Magic Letter. She was smiling.

" Nana?" Cooro gasped. He wasn't in the mood to speak with her. " W-Why are you callin-"

" Hey, bro," Nana smiled on the Magic Letter. " I'm just calling to check in. So, are all the members of Fairy Tail as rambunctious as I told you?"

" No. They're twice as rambunctious. There was this Amazon girl, this girl with panda ears, this fat lard who's also in my school, this seductress, and this drunken lady who was hitting on me. There is this author there that I adore, but he's also pretty much insane. They're all a bunch of loons!"

" Sounds like a real nuthouse. And I'm surprised one of them actually hit on you. Well you be able to make it to school tomorrow."

" Well, er, yeah. I may have to pull a few strings, but I think I can make it-"

" Samba, samba, samba!"

" Cooro..." Nana's face lit up with multiple red cruciforms Cooro indicated that Nana was very angry. Nana however still had her smile on her face. " Cooro, who was that?"

" Er, that was-"

" Samba!" Samba jumped on Cooro and tackled him to the ground. Samba shaked his head while he laughed happily touching Cooro, then he leaned his lips forward and prepared to kiss him. " Give me a kiss, darl-"

Cooro quickly got back up. He couldn't stand Samba anymore. He kicked her with his feet while he growled through his teeth. Nana watched the entire thing on the Magic Letter. When he was done, Samba's clothes were tattered showing off his curves and Cooro was breathing raspily. Samba however smiled and rubbed her tattered spots with much affection.

" Samba, samba, samba. That was pretty good, darling. But you forgot to spank me." Samba purposely fell down and raised her butt up so it was facing Cooro. " Spank me,spank me, spank me!"

" You're disgusting! Everything you say makes me want to puke! Just grow up and act like a real guy! But first, I better sew those spots up." Cooro pulled out a needle and thread. In a flash he sewed up all the open wholes with needles and thread. Samba looked at the spots where Cooro sewed, smiled. " There."

" Cute."

" SHUT UP!"

" Is this really the member who tried flirting with you, Cooro? I know you can't be picky with your looks and your short temper, but I really think you could do better."

" This freak isn't a member of Fairy Tail! And this freak is a-"

" Excuse me, you with the circlet."

" Samba?"

" Yes, you. Can I have a word with you?"

" Samba."

" Are you in any way attracted to my brother?"

" Samba! Yes. Yes! I'm so close with my darling! And after our little song, I'm going to marry him. We'll be one big happy famil-"

" Nooooooooooo!" Cooro's screamed so loud it silenced both Samba and Nana. Both sweated as Cooro's face burned the same color as a heated tomato. Both Nana and Samba were dumbfounded and Nana even sweatdropped.

" Are you sure you're all right with this, Cooro? You've been acting a little strange...er. Maybe I should buy a train ticket and come visit you."

" No, no, I assure you everything is alright. I'm just readjusting to my new home. I'll visit you when I can. Say hi to Canary, Kazu, and Roxie for me. Bye."

" Okay. Bye."

The Magic Letter ended as Nana's holographic image faded. Cooro turned his face back to Samba, clenched his hands, and made a face that said " I'm going to kill you". Sambahowever laughed as he flapped his bird winds and flew into the sky above Cooro. His wings were either made out of some kind of elastic, special fabric, or something that gave it the ability to allow Samba to fly.

" The games have begun, darling. Samba, samba, samba. The rules-samba, samba-are very simple. See those hats in your bag?"

" Yeah. What about them? Ack! Why is it suddenly so hard to breath."

" That's because in my world there is no air, and the gravity is the same as being on the moon. The only way to breath...is to do a dance with those Cossack hats onyour head. The rules however are you can't use a hat from your opponents otherwise something bad will happen. Have I made myself perfectly clear?"

" I-agh- think so," Cooro replied. His voice was stiff from breathing in the thin artic air.

" Good. Let the games begin."

Samba took out a long yet thin piece of rope curled up in his dress. He whippedthe rope at the bag with the hats, lifted the hats off the ground, and he placed one on his head while the rest he tied to the rope which was wrapped around his right leg. Samba did a hula dance with the cossack hat on him- gaining the momentum- he could breath again.

Cooro also joined in the dancing charade. Cooro didn't have very strong lungs. The most he could hold his breath for was two minutes underwater. Cooro placed the cossack hat on his head-gaining momentum-he kicked his feet doing a Scottish highland dance. Finally, his dance was put too an end from Samba tooking out a small pouch, taking out a small pachinko ball, and flicking the ball at Cooro with the speed of a sniper rifle. The hat fell off Cooro and landed on the ground.

" I wasn't finished yet," Cooro grunted as his hat fell off. Above him Samba still had his hat on and continued doing a hula dance. " Why don't you come down here and fight me like a man?"

" No way," Samba laughed as he continued doing a hula dance. There's fifty hats in your bag. Why don't you hit me with that cannon-ooh- and then I'll see just how powerful you are, darling."

" Fine. Have it your way." Cooro raised his right hand up and held it up to Samba. " I don't have a man, but taste the ball of my magi-huh?"

Nothing came out of Cooro's hand. Nothing. It was almost like he didn't have any magical powers. Cooro flapped his hands thinking it would help, but nothing became ofhis magic.

" W-Where's my cannon? I thought I figured this whole magic out. So where is it?"

" I don't know, master," Gia said behind Cooro's head. " Maybe it's all just a conspiracy."

" Gia!" Cooro reached his hands behind his head and grabbed Gia. He pulled the small cat out from behind his head and looked at her in her eyes. " What are you doing here? And how come you always show up behind my back?"

Gia smiled and rubbed her whiskers against Cooro's face. " It's because of my special magic." Gia transformed into a small feather and floated down on Cooro's then transformed back into her original form. " I am a master of Aera magic. Wings, wind, feathers, flying, you won't find anyone better at using this kind of magic than me."

" Okay, but you really shouldn't have come here."

" Huh? Why not, Cooro? I thought I was helping out."

" No, you just made things worse; we're in a battlezone. And I fear both our gooses' are about to be cooked."

" Gooses? Where?" Gia's mouth drooled at the sound of the white bird. " Can we have the goose with fish? I love fish."

" Of course you do. Now..."

Cooro ran as fast as he could with Gia and the bag of cossack hats in his hands away from Samba. Behind him he could still hear the sound of Samba's laughing-samba,samba, samba- and how it made his heart beat with nervousness. Behind him, Samba ripped off three feathers from her circlet dress. A small gray circle illuminated from the feather's, and in their place came three small saw blades.

" How do you like my magic, darling? I can transform feathers into saw blades. My blades are so sharp they'll cut you in half. As much as I like you, darling, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to follow my ladies orders. Goodbye."

Samba threw her sawblades at Cooro. Cooro could hear them coming from how fast they were moving. He used up all his strength, jumped over the blades, but unfortunately he was struck from behind by a pachinko ball. Though the balls were small they were however hard and Cooro coughed up blood as they hit his back.

" Guah!" Cooro coughed with blood dripping from his mouth.

Cooro fell on the cold, freezing white snow under his feet. He used his right arm to make sure Gia wasn't under him and used his left arm to pull out a hat. Cooro could only do one dance, as uncorgnated as it seemed, it may've been the only dance that would save him from passing out at the hands of the bitter cold. Cooro placedhis hat on his head and did...the Worm.

" Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle," Samba sang as she watched Cooro wiggle around like a fish above water. Cooro continued to wiggle for one minute, then Samba plucked three more of her feathers. " Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle." Three small gray circles illuminated from Samba's feathers and turned into three small sawblades. " Wiggle, wiggle,wiggle-I'm going to rip you in pieces!"

Samba threw the three sawblades at Cooro. Cooro quickly got up as nimbly as he could, his cossack hat falling off and vanishing into thin air, and jumped over the sawblades for the second time. Just then another pachinko ball was flicked
at him and hit him behind his back. Cooro didn't cough up blade the second time. He just stood upand ran away from Samba as quickly as he was able.

" Cooro, run!" Gia shouted. She had her paws wrapped around his neck and was blown by the wind Cooro created as he acclerated. " You need to hide so you can counterattack."

" How? I can't use my magic. I'm just as useless as the snow."

" Don't say that. There must be one way you can stop her. Just think."

" How? If I turn around she'll cut me with those saw blades. And if I jump she'll hit me with those balls. I just don't see how I can fight her. Unless..."

The next time Samba threw sawblades at Cooro he jumped lowly to the right. The saw blades went right past him. Cooro then turned around and threw Gia towards Samba. As she was flying straight towards Samba she fired a barrage of razor sharp metal wings at her. Samba was able to fly out of the wings path, but her left wing of her circlet was ripped apart.

" Haha," Cooro laughed after Samba's left wing was ripped apart. " Didn't expect that did you, ya loon."

Samba was surprised by the bold mode Cooro had displayed, but he simply smiled as he rubbed the his smooth left hand. " Actually, I did."

" Huh?"

Cooro heard the sound of spinning metal behind him. He turned around and saw three small metal blades spinning towards him. With little time to act, Cooro jumped over the blades, and was hit by a pachinko ball behind his back for what was now the third time. Cooro was vexed by what just happened. Only he didn't have time to think as more sawblades came rushing towards him, and he got up and ran away as fast as he was able.

" Oopsies. I forgot to tell you one minor detail. See, when I throw my saw blades at a living target, they'll keep following that target until they hit human flesh.

The only way to stop that from happening is by jumping over them. Except when you do, I'll just hit you with my pachinko balls. With every strike you take, it'll take you less time to breath. All I have to do is keep hitting you with my balls until you completely run out of air. And when I win..." Samba held his arms out with a crazed look on his face. " You and I will be together forever. Forever 'n' ever!"

Cooro didn't know what to do. He couldn't jump because Samba would hit him with pachinko balls and he couldn't run because sawblades would chase after him and most likely cut off a limb or an optical part of his body. With little
options...Cooro did the first thing he could think of.

" Umm, what did the shark say to the clown when it ripped off his right leg?"

" I don't know. What did the shark say?"

" He said, er, you taste Funny. Get it. Funny. Because clowns are suppose to be...funny."

" NOT FUNNY!"

Samba ripped out more feathers from her-actually, his circlet-and they transformed into sawblades from his magic to transform feathers into saw blades. Samba pulledthem back and threw them at Cooro. Cooro jumped for the countless
time trying to avoid being cut by the blade, but was hit by a pachinko ball Samba flicked at him and hefell on the cold snow.

" Ow!" Cooro cried. The agony in Samba's attack was just too severe. " Why can't I use my magic? I thought I figured it out. I used it to save Gia so why can't I...wait a minute. Gia? Can it be my magic only works when I think about
helping someone other than myself?"

" Samba, samba, samba! Ooh, this is so much fun! Sawblades!"

Samba pulled out five feathers from her circlet. The five feathers turned into five small sawblades. Samba threw the sawblades at Cooro intending to rip him in pieces and keep his body parts as trophies. Out of Cooro's clothes came Gia, a small feather, who transformed into her small, whisky cat form. Two small metal wings came outof Gia's back.

" You leave my master alone, you bully!" Gia shouted. She was floating in the air using her wings to help her float. When the sawblades came rushing towards her, Gia slashed her wings at them and they bounced off. " You want to fight? I'll fight you for as long as I ca..."

Gia hadn't recovered from her injuries she received from Hex and Ox. All her power vanished. Her wings vanished and she fell in the waiting arms of Cooro. Cooro almost weeped when he shaked Gia but she didn't wake up. Samba laughed to herself- " samba, samba, samba"-and she turned three more feathers into saw blades and threw them at Gia.

" What's the deal? Why do people look down on me? All my life there has been no one special to me. I once wanted to have friends. It wasn't me who isolated myself from people it was people who isolated themself from me. There
may not have been people who cared about me before, but there are people who're looking up to me now. And I will do everything to protect them."

Cooro's right hand transformed into a small cannon. The inside the of the cannon glowed bright green. A small ball made out of green light was fired out of the cannon. The small ball pushed into the sawblades, sparks skidded off, and the cannon ball headed straight for Samba's right wing. The right wing shattered on impact.

" No!" Samba screamed as he was about to fall towards the ground. He however created two saw blades using two feathers, and threw them underneath his feet. Samba floated as he was standing on the small sawblades. " Hahaha! That surprised me, darling. I didn't really think you had it in you. Guess I'm going to have to-"

" Take this, freak!"

Cooro threw a small snowball at Samba. Cooro had weak aim. His snowball zoomed past Samba on the far right of his body. Samba made a loud " Ooh!", turned a feather into a sawblade and threw it at the snowball. For some reason Samba was happy to destroy the snowball.

" What are you smiling about? If you like snowballs, then here's some more, freak!"

Cooro threw three snowballs at Samba. Out of the three only one was going to hit Samba. Samba made a giant " Ooh!" and fired three balls at them. The snowballs

exploded on contact. After seeing the look Samba made Cooro picked up a small, fallen tree branch and threw it at Samba. He made a giant " Ooh!" before he flicked a pachinko ball and abolished the tree branch in half.

" He likes hitting moving targets? That's it. I know how to defeat this shrub at his own game."

Cooro turned around and ran away from Samba. With Gia in his hands, he ran for the nearest shelter he could find. Samba saw Cooro run like a vulture watching its pray. And the faster Cooro ran, the more Samba laughed.

" You can run but you can't hide! This is my world. I see everything that goes on in it."

Samba flew after Cooro. His sawblades moved on their own and floated where Cooro was running. He was attune. When she caught Cooro she could do whatever he wanted with him.