Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. If I did, there would be more on the Oracion Seis and we would see more Cobra.

Oh yeah, do we ever see them ever again? Because I enjoyed them being a thing - I'm on Episode 67 (Brain gets knocked out o.O) btw, but I don't mind any spoilers when it comes to that question.

Warning: This is unbeta'd as my beta is enjoying the holidays. So I'm sorry if there is any mistakes, but I can't proof-read myself as I just barely got this out in time and I have to do some things xD. So sorry in advance~

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy, enough for you to read and review. Plus there is an A/N at the bottom too, so check that out.

It seemed that, no matter what, Carbuncle was destined for trouble.

Whether it be something infinitesimal, or if it was something completely and utterly catastrophic – it was there. Lurking in each and every corner like a vengeful spectre, he was sure that it was out for blood. His blood, to be precise, for how else would he find himself in this sort of situation?

Here he was. Agent extraordinaire. Trapped in a box.

Granted, this box is pretty strong, but why he allowed himself to be captured by a ten year old, emphasis on the fact it was by a ten year old. He was seething, surrounded on all sides by polystyrene of all things. If it was something like steel or shackles or even something like paper he wouldn't be so mad, but it was polystyrene so he felt completely justified in his anger.

If this wasn't necessary for the plan to work, he would have shattered this shoddy little box of cardboard and its damnable polystyrene. Whoever came up with the plan should be shot. Repeatedly. In the face.

It was you who made this… Slammed out of his mental rant by his insufferable subconscious, Carbuncle could only fume at the injustice of the role life had given him. His plan, whilst seemingly fool proof at the time, had quickly returned to bite him in the ass.

If only it wasn't necessary…

They decided to split up into two teams – dubbed team 'Alpha-Sparklez-Yaoi-Shipping-Bonanza', and Team 'Pegasus'. He had the pleasure of being in team 'Alpha-Sparklez-Yaoi-Shipping-Bonanza', with the questionably sane Zimi. Emphasis on the 'questionable'. If he cared more, then he would offer to send her to a psychiatrist, but he couldn't really blame her for being so mad – copycats were often insane.

They had to be in order for them to copy others without losing their minds – one of the reasons he was happy with having Crystal Magic as his base.

What made me choose to be with Zimi? He really should have thought about the consequences before he chose the two teams. His train of thought was that they looked somewhat like siblings – they both shared blue hair, and the age gap wasn't that large to make people think otherwise. So they would probably be better off working together, even if he was loath to admit it.

Carbuncle gave his team the task of hunting down Angel, whom was known to love the 'Celestial Archives'. The 'Celestial Archives', centred in Alexandria, had two roles - they acted as the leading knowledge on the Constellations, including that of the Ecliptic Zodiac - but they also acted as an acting troupe, performing plays to show the ancient stories surrounding the Twelve Zodiacs.

Usually you would have to be trained for the role, but through a little bit of peaceful negotiation, Carbuncle managed to wrangle them up a few roles. They were found naked in Alexandria Inn days later, unconscious. But that is neither here nor there, what are important are the roles they played.

Zimi had to play the role of Gemini, the Twins. In his opinion, she had it easier, as he had the most questionable role of all. He had to play as Aquarius. Why on Earth they casted a man to be Aquarius, a female Celestial Spirit, was beyond him - but he wasn't a director, so he probably wouldn't understand the thought process that went behind the decision. So he would have to deal with this as it came, and make the role work for him. If he could control water, it would be more authentic, but he had something up his sleeve for that.

"...Aquarius, Aquarius, where art thou?" The woman - who he would assume is supposed to be Scorpio - cried out in a terribly bad Shakespearean dialect, so bad that it would make many-a drama fanatic cringe in agony.

Carbuncle didn't know what to say - he wasn't trained for this - but he had learnt from experience that when in doubt, act as overdramatic as possible and the crowd would love you.

"Scorpio, my love, I have finally found thee. Come, we must elope and run off into the sunset, for there is uneasiness in the air!" Erupting in a fountain of polystyrene, the shards of foamy sponge raining down on the crowd below like a staccato fusillade, Carbuncle made his first appearance in the play, acting as effeminate as possible as he launched himself towards the Scorpio.

'Scorpio', whom he doesn't know the name of, wasn't what he was expecting to be playing the role. She seemed...cold. As if she was bemused by the whole debacle going on around her, like she truly didn't belong here. Blonde hair - so long that it trailed down her back, reaching far past her shoulder blades - pale blue eyes that amplified this sense of sheer juxtaposition between her and the outside the world, and an empty smile. Definitely not what he was expecting to see play the role of Scorpio.

"Aquarius, aren't thou cold without thou shirt on? Please, we must go to Virgo to get you a new one." She seemed to be really into it, if her accent was anything to go by. "I must warn thee about Ophiuchus, who gazes upon your splendour and yearns for your touch!"

"Ophiuchus? That squalid...umm...snake? What would he want with my glorious visage?" Pouring some emotion into it, he took the opportunity to face away from Scorpio, allowing him to discreetly scan the crowd. Whilst he couldn't spot Angel just yet, he did see the crowd eating it all up, and decided to amp the drama.

"That, my lady (-he nearly snorted at the surrealism of it-), is obvious. Your beauty surpasses that of all others." Scorpio cried out, early making Carbuncle throw up at just how saccharine sweet it all was. He would never be caught dead being a part of, or even watching, something so damn cheesy.

"Scorpio...thank you, my love." He scanned again. Nothing. Though he did come across a vaguely familiar figure that made him think, oddly enough, pointy.

"Aquarius, it matters not, for I am always there for you." Being dragged close to her, Carbuncle was not amused, as she interrupted him from his attempt at placing the pointy man. "So please do not look away from me…" Despite the passionate words, they were simply meaningless, as there wasn't anything behind them. No force, or passion, or emotion.

"Scorpio…" Not knowing what to say, or what Aquarius would say to something like that, Carbuncle settled for staying silent. He won't be able to say nothing for long, so someone better say something and quick. He didn't have to wait long thankfully, as Zimi rushed onto the stage in her costume, grasping his hand tightly as she panted in faux-exhaustion.

"Quick, Aquarius, you must come with all the haste! Something bad has happened!" Carbuncle didn't know how to feel about being dragged away by a small girl, but he decided to just accept it for the ticket to freedom it was.

He couldn't help but notice the curtains fall, as the announcer walked on stage to announce that the second half will be up later, receiving many boos in response. Not that Carbuncle was surprised - due to the fact that half of it is improvisation, it will end up being a train-wreck. And like all train-wrecks, people could never look away even though they know that they really should

"Nii-san that was a close one." Exhaling heavily, she perked up slightly, before running off without an explanation. Carbuncle could only think 'strange girl'' before shrugging it off. He will need to learn how to block out the strange mannerisms of the kid, otherwise the team would fall apart out of the 'WTF' moments that would follow them.

"Yo, Carbuncle!" An oddly familiar voice rung out, making Carbuncle freeze in his musings. Only one person has ever said that to him, and it was someone whom he didn't even remember.

The male-stripper, Cobra. Or would that be male prostitute? He always got the two of them mixed up. Even if the difference seems vast, there was a very fine line between being a male-stripper and a male-prostitute.

"...Hey." Hesitantly, Carbuncle turned, despite the fact that he would rather not. The face that he saw was definitely familiar, with it's far too sharp features.

"I didn't know that you were an actor. Fancy meeting you here." Carbuncle could only hope that Cobra wouldn't become a groupie. It would be awkward if a prostitute you hired would become your number one groupie.

"I'm not. I just beat-down one of the other members and took his place." He might as well tell the truth, due to how unbelievable it was it would be doubtful that this 'Cobra' would believe his story.

And yes, he doesn't believe that his name is Cobra at all, it is totally a code-name. After all, Carbuncle wasn't his real name, and it was only a code-name so it was doubtful that something like 'Cobra' was the taller man's name.

"That's cool. Oh yeah, you didn't answer my question last night." Carbuncle suddenly felt uneasy, as if he was prey to a big, bad dragon that was ready to devour him whole.

Damn, it better not be that I didn't pay him enough. Carbuncle agreed with his conscience for once, as it would become much more awkward than it already was if he came out in public to ask for his payment. People would think that he is the sort of guy that does drugs or something, and he is a big advocate against drugs - unless they were good ones. Then he was all for them.

"What is it?" Adjusting his outfit, he didn't notice the oncoming hand which clamped shut, trapping his arm in a vice-like grip eerily reminiscent of their first meeting. Nerves on edge, Carbuncle cursed the fact that his costume didn't have pockets, and he couldn't exactly use his Crystal Magic to attack now. The worst he could do was poke Cobra with his crystal finger and that doesn't seem like it would do any good at all.

Without even looking to see if there was anybody following him, Cobra dragged the boy out of the huge doorway that took up half the left-side. They walked a fair distance through the building, Carbuncle trying to make the pair look as inconspicuous as possible, and it didn't take too long for the maroon haired man to come to a stop in a dark, poorly lit hallway.

Welp, I've heard enough about hentai to know where this is going. At least there aren't tentacles. Or snakes. Or any really scary kink that goes through the minds of perverts. Carbuncle was seemingly trapped, and there seemed to be no escape - especially since Cobra was blocking the only exit, and he didn't want to attempt to fight him off. He would most likely lose, as he didn't have his lacrima on him at all.

"How am I unable to hear you? I've had to suffer through the company of an irritating freak to find you, so how? How did you evade my hearing?" It was the first time in his life that he has been held up like this, forced against the wall and threatened, and Carbuncle was far from being amused.

"What do you mean 'hear me'? You aren't even making any sense?" Using the wall as leverage, he lifted his leg up, lashing out in a fierce blow that loosened his grip enough for him to fall. "If you made some sense maybe I'll answer your questions."

"Did you just kick me?" He wasn't even winded from the blow, acting almost as if it never happened, and he seemed to be amused at the attempt to escape.

"Yes." Carbuncle all but snarled. "Got a problem with that?"

"Why so serious?"

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that, and then I'll answer your question."

"Is it that you just can't handle my swag?"

"Cobra, you should be ashamed of yourself."

"YOLO"

If Carbuncle had a gun at the moment, then he would shoot himself. Actually, no, scratch that - he would shoot Cobra instead for his stupidity. Then himself, for there would be no other way to have it truly be gone from this world.

"Do you want to know why?" Quickly growing tired of the game, Carbuncle was under the assumption that as soon as he got his answer Cobra would leave, so he wanted to give him an answer as fast as possible. He really needed to get back to garnering the attention of Angel, wherever she may be.

"Yes." The way he said it made it obvious to Carbuncle that he was...annoyed. Very annoyed.

"Fine then, fair enough." The only problem is that he himself didn't know how to answer that. That means that all he could do was make something up. Taking a deep breathe, he prepared himself before continuing.

"Once upon a time, a few mistakes ago, there was a lonely boy in a lonely world, with only his lonesome self to help him. So this lonely boy did what any lonely boy would do (masturbate? If he wasn't telling a story he would of face-palmed at his subconscious' stupidity) - he ran, and he has continued to do so for the rest of his life." He could visibly see Cobra getting impatient, so he had to speed up the pacing.

"He hadn't a need for friends, or family or acquaintances - so his magic compensated, locking him in his own little world, just as he liked it. He was cold and callous, but he didn't care. all he needed was his Crystal Magic." Carbuncle was really getting into it, to his very own shock.

"So with that, he shielded himself, so that if he died it wouldn't be that bad. After all, he was going on a journey, and he would need as much help as humanely possible…" Growing quiet towards the end, he couldn't help but realise that all the best lies had an ounce of truth to them.

"What was the point of that? You didn't even explain anything." Cobra deadpanned. Carbuncle had to resist the urge to face-plant, even if his body was prepared for the action.

Scratch that, all the worst lies had bits of truth in them. They should just be one-hundred per cent lies.

"Please, would all performers return to the briefing room? The second half of the performance will be beginning shortly. Please would all performers return to the briefing room? The second half will be beginning shortly. That is all, have a good day." The aggravating announcer had saved him. Carbuncle noted to try and buy him a Christmas card when it was Christmas.

"Welp, that's my cue to leave, if you want to continue this conversation, catch me afterwards - I'll definitely have time then." Stepping around the slightly bewildered Cobra, he ran back towards the room he was forcibly dragged out of, aware of the stampeding footsteps that belonged to Cobra following behind.

"What part of 'afterwards' don't you understand?" He had to make a sharp turn to the left to avoid a wall.

"The part where I said you could leave." Cobra did one better, jumping off the wall to give himself a boost.

What a show-off! He didn't even resist the urge to stick his tongue out at him.

And so they continued to run, trapped in a never ending game of predator and prey, of cat and mouse and of Cobra and Carbuncle.

A game that Carbuncle was determined to win.

Celestial Archives, Two o'clock.

"How quaint."

Both Cobra and Carbuncle turned their head, staring at the newcomer from their position on the floor. It was Scorpio, and it seemed as if she was out of her performers outfit and instead in an entirely new outfit. Navy blue coveralls, unzipped up till about the waist Carbuncle guessed, and she had her very own style it seemed, with the arms wrapped around her waist.

Granted, he hadn't seen many people try and work coveralls, but it was still individual.

The rest of her outfit consisted of a pink tank top and short, navy-blue boots that seemed to be especially heavy. Let's just say Carbuncle didn't want to be kicked by those at all. The most interesting thing about the girl, however, was the fact that she had some odd gauntlet composed of silver and quartz wrapped around her right arm, and a belt of pewter and amethyst.

It, evidently, was highly suspicious - as both he and Cobra were staring at the piece. Something which must have been obvious, as she quickly hid it away from prying eyes.

"Shouldn't you be in the briefing?" Carbuncle proposed, out of breathe, from his place on the floor. Cobra, who was slightly above him, just watched - curious about the procession.

"One could say the same to you, Aquarius." Realising he was being referred to, Carbuncle lifted an eyebrow as if to say 'touché'. "The name is Blaine - pleasure is mine."

"If we're exchanging pleasantries, the name is Carbuncle." Carbuncle tried to crawl to his feet, but he was still being pinned by the prostitute. "Cobra, I said I'll pay you afterwards, remove yourself from my presence."

"Pay me?" Carbuncle was confused about Cobra's confusion. Wasn't the whole 'I can't hear you' stripper-speech for 'give me the money'? "Why would you pay me?"

Could it be that Carbuncle's deduction was wrong? Oh well, as long as he never found out about it, then he would be sorted.

"I may have my dates wrong, but I'm not too sure that that is entirely legal." If this was an anime, Carbuncle would be seeing a massive sweat drop on the back of the blonde's head.

"I'm certain that everything that Cobra does is illegal…" He may have intended for it to be a joke, but that didn't mean he didn't notice the way Cobra tensed, as if something had surprised him.

"Carbuncle, meet me at the Alexandra Inn later - if you don't turn up I'll kill you." Something must have spooked him for Cobra to just leave like that, after he went through all that trouble to catch Carbuncle.

"OMG Yaoi!" Returning from wherever she had been, Zimi seemed to be especially proud of herself - more so than usual, much to the agent's surprise. She was usually the epitome of pride, but that might be an unfair judgement on his behalf. He has only known her for a day, after all, and not even for all of it.

"I'm sorry, young one, but what is this yaoi that you speak of? If I knew what it was, maybe I could help you find it." Carbuncle was torn between shock and amusement, and the strange sensation it brought about was slightly disorientating. The only way to describe it would be that he feels as if he was a heavily drunk cockroach that was lost.

"Phoebe-"

"It's Blaine."

"Blaine then, you really don't want to know what yaoi is. To be honest I am surprised that you haven't heard of it." Continuing as if he hadn't just messed up her name, Carbuncle tried his best to warn her not to ask, whilst giggling mentally like a psychotic schoolgirl at Zimi's face. She looked as if someone had just threatened to eat her first-born.

"Is Blaine your name? Well then, I'll just have to educate you then." More determined than Carbuncle has ever seen her before, she dragged the other off, but not before throwing a plastic bag at her teammate, who caught it with some amount of trepidation.

They quickly left the hallway, Zimi cackling in a way that left him questioning her sanity, and Blaine looking back in not-quite-fear-but-getting-there-fear. He just waved them goodbye, pitying the odd girl as she was dragged by his friend.

Wait friend? When have I ever thought of them as friend? His mind was out of it today, that's for certain. Ignoring himself (an art he'll have mastered by the end of his mission that's for certain), he peered curiously inside the bag, eyes widening as he came across some communication lacrima.

Communication lacrima used a bastardized mixture of Archive Magic (a relatively new branch of magic that was in essence portable Winzip, and was the magic of Hibiki 'Thousand-Dreams/German-Virus/Sexual-Harassment' Lates) and Sound Magic, which quite literally was just noise, and mixed them together. They were supposed to be rare, so how a ten year-old managed to come by a set was beyond him.

Pulling out one of the orange crystal, it wasn't long before it was snatched out of his hand by a pair of ugly blue dwarfs, who were snickering to themselves as if they had the greatest prize in the world.

H-Have I just been mugged by a pair of ugly smurfs?

He had to take a moment to appreciate the sheer absurdity, before dashing off in the direction of the dastardly duo. They may be fast, easily widening the distance between the three of them, but that didn't mean that he didn't have something up his sleeve that meant that he would never be able to catch them.

On the contrary, it was the very thing that he needed.

"Crystal Augment: Aquamarine." Gleeful, it felt good to be running in this state once again, and he honestly could care less about if people see. Glittering blue clung to his outfit, aquamarine crystals encasing his body as he dashed after the duo, steadily closing the gap between the two of them.

His 'Crystal Magic: Aquamarine', as the name suggests, encases the users body in aquamarine crystals, enhancing the wielder's body. This in turn increased the user's physical attributes to the point where it almost triples them, so they can easily catch up to whatever they were chasing.

Carbuncle was almost upon them now, and would have caught them too if he wasn't clothes-line'd by a tall, muscular figure. He was ever so grateful for the fact that his spell came with a visor; otherwise all he would feel at the moment is pain-pain-pain. And was it just him, or could he hear a hag's cackle?

His headache from before returned, brought back with a vengeance by the sucker-punch. Glaring with such intensity that it made his attacker step back a bit, he was about to show him just how vicious his close-combat could be, but stopped when he noted just who his attacker was.

He bore a startling resemblance to the Celestial Spirit Scorpio, but that couldn't be right. For him to be here, someone with his key must be around.

"Oh? I'm surprised to see that you managed to keep up. Guess like there is more to you than being Aquarius." The secret agent was praying to every celestial deity out there that this girl wasn't a rabid fan. If she was, then there was going to be some serious issues coming his way in the near future.

"And you are?" Taking in the odd girl's features, the first thing he noted was just how bad her sense of fashion was. She looked cruel, and fake, and everything inbetween. Short, silver hair that was cut short, porcelain skin and indigo eyes, she didn't look natural. Her dress, if it could even be called that, was certainly promiscuous - but it held some resemblance to angels.

Though that was questionable at best, as all he had to base that on was the amount of feathers and ruffles that wear on the dress, and the peculiar 'wings' that seemed to be attached at the back.

Wait...is her hair also supposed to be themed after an angel?

A few silvery strands seemed to twist in mid-air, mimicking an ersatz copy of a halo. To Carbuncle, it quite frankly looked ridiculous, and she really needed to get herself sorted.

And wow, he was being ridiculously judgmental for their first meeting, but if she was friends with the creepy looking dwarfs and the Scorpio look alike, then there is going to be issues between them.

"We are Scorpio!" Carbuncle couldn't help but start laughing hysterically – he just sounded so happy whilst he was saying it that he couldn't help himself.

"No we aren't Scorpio, you are Scorpio." Carbuncle blinked, and then suddenly there were two of them. "Wait what…"

"It seems your tiny mind can't handle Gemini…pity. Oh well, I'll be taking my leave now, I got what I wanted anyway." She walked way, dismissing her spirits as she did so, before stopping once more.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I should thank you for the pleasure of seeing a drunk Cobra. I've never seen him so drunk before." Cackling like the hag she was, she threw the communication lacrima backwards, the strong piece of crystal almost shattering as it hit the ground in front of Carbuncle.

Scooping it up, he didn't care to check to see if she was gone, being careful with it so that he could use his Crystal Magic to aid the lacrima in its rebuilding process. Once he was done, he could make out that there was four separate contacts – one of which he didn't know.

First, there was Zimi, who surprisingly didn't add a dodgy nickname for herself. Then there was Jayne, whom he would have to text to find out how she was doing. Thirdly, there was Cobra oddly enough - the questionably dressed girl must have put his number in. And then finally, the very person that had tormented him greatly in his quest to appeal to her.

Angel.

He wasn't surprised. It was pretty obvious ever since he first saw her.

Opening the communications button, he sent the texts off, telling them that he had completed his mission. He didn't have to wait long for a reply off of the two – they seemed to be text happy.

OMG Well done Carbuncle~ I'm so happy that you completed your own side of the plan :D

Don't worry; I've got Hoteye's number. I'll tell you all about it when we meet up soon.

Umm, I don't suppose that you know why I'm being spammed by messages off of Zimi? All I've gotten for the past fifteen minutes are her talking about adding Blaine to the team, and something about Yaoi.

Anyway, hope you got this text – though I doubt you'd know how to read them. You seem to old and grumpy to understand about texts :D

I'll catch you soon, there is someone I want you to meet – her name is Eevee, and she's from Fairy Tail

That one was off of Jayne – unless he was being lied to by his lacrima – and he just responded with a simple 'kk'.

The next one, however, was off of Zimi, and it almost scarred him for life xD

ERMERGERD. ME AND BLAINE ARE BFFs FOR LIFE *heart*

And you got Angel? Cooliez – I'll meet you at Alexandria Inn then and you can tell me how it went.

And oh yeah I (even though I have been trying to convert Blaine) ship Cobra x Carbuncle. It's my OTP.

Lol Me and Blaine will see you in a bit – tata xxx

…Wow. He had no words for her. He couldn't even think properly after reading that. If there was one thing Zimi was good at, it was being able to make someone speechless.

He was suddenly dreading meeting everyone later.

Spotting a massive 'mail' symbol pop up on the lacrima-screen, he tapped it, coming face to face with a message from Cobra.

Meet me in the alleyway.

Guess like Cobra was really a prostitute.

Go figure.

Chapter 2, Fin~

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