Sniffin da coco

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"Gray...? What are you doing here?" Ur asked as she clung on to Natsu's wig and dress as though letting it go would mean someone's demise.

"Real mum? What's wrong?" Gray asked as he strolled over to his real mother. "I'm here cuz I heard Natsu would be here with a dress on. I couldn't miss that!" He said smirking.

"This-" She shoved the dress and wig in Grays face. "Natsu is gone!"

Gray placed one leg on a rock and placed both arms on his hips. He stared up at the sun.

"I'll save him, mum!"

"I'll go call someone who's better suited to saving someone, then!" Ur bluntly, totally not believing her son.

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"So... Gray... Why are they here?" Sting asked Gray as he looked at the two girls from the corner of his eye.

"Well they're here for backup. But I'm going to send them back anyway"

A girl with with black hair and and a leather jacket stood along with a girl with silver hair and a headband. Sting remembered them. The black haired girl was his replacement, Jenny and the white haired girl, he recalled seeing her in the Fire Nation. Celestia, was it?

A/N: if you guys remember that tournament from so long ago. Those two are they OC characters of genininja123 and Me_Is_A_Funyon 

"You two, thanks for your help so far. But I'm gonna ask you to go back."

Sting analysed Jenny's shirt. He thought he was going mad because the words "stingue" were plastered on it. He also wondered why the other girl with the headband had a camera dangling from her neck... (For gratsu pics) and then she winked at him when she saw him staring.

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After the two left. Sting finally noticed what Gray was holding.

"Gray... May I ask why you have that in your hand?" Sting jabbed a shaking finger into the contents of Grays hand.

Gray had a pink wig and a torn dress in his hands. He looked at Sting and stuffed it in his face.

"Sniff, sniff it good." Gray grabbed Stings head and pushed the dress and wig and pushed it further up his nose. Sting strained against Grays abnormally strong grip. His eyes bulged out as he struggled to breath.

Finally Sting was freed of Grays hold. Gray stood grinning as though Sting didn't nearly just die!

"What was that for!" Sting screamed as he tried to regain the oxygen his body totally lacked because of Gray suffocating him!!!

"Go! Go find husbando!" Gray stood and stared at the sun rise, the wind rustling through his hair making him look oddly like an adventurer or a... superhero.

He then looked at Sting and began to clap his hands. "Go doggie! Find them! You can do it!" The worst part, Sting thought, was that his face was dead serious.

"Erm... Gray... I just wanna know... how're you feeling?" Sting clamped his hand around Grays shoulder and gave him a pitied look. "I know losing your brother and husband caused you grief. But that doesn't mean you succumb to all of the pain and lose your mind..." Sting sighed before Gray slapped his hand away.

"Dude, what the actual fuck? I heard dragon slayers had a great sense of smell. I ain't going mad. Did you actually think I was insane or something?" Gray said in a strangely calm tone.

Sting guessed that he still hadn't accepted that he was losing his mind. Sting decided that he'd do all he could to save them. Saving Grays sanity was added to list of reasons of why they should be saved. The author is shaking her head at Sting and also Gray's stupidity. They're still hot tho!

"Don't stick that thing up my nose again." Sting warned but Gray just shoved it up his nose. This time Grays fingers curled around Stings hair gripping it tight. Stings scream was muted behind the wig and clothes.

"Sniff it, like you would sniff drugs! Your drug... is Rogue, am I correct?" Gray whispered causing a blush to erupt on Stings cheeks.

Finally, again he let go. Tears rimmed Stings eyes because Grays nails clawed at his scalp.

"Sorry! Go find them!" Gray said with a smirk. This time he did it on purpose.

After a five minute brawl with Sting getting his ass kicked, they finally set off to find the two missing idiots!

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