Aren't they just kawaii~? >w<

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~Rogue's P.O.V.~

O-ow...the hell? What happened? I remember...oh no. I didn't..

"Rogue!" squeaked Frosch. "You okay?" Ugh, right. My damn partner persuaded me to drink a couple of shots. Ugh how is he always so persuasive when he's drunk?!

"Mmphmmh," I mumbled, unable to form actual words.

"Rogue!" said Frosch again, a hint of mischief evident in her [yes, I'm putting it as "her"] voice.

"Whaaat??" I whine. Wait, that isn't my voice. It sounds more like a child's!

"Rogue, you're a kid!" Frosch squeaked, or more like giggled. I bolt upright from my bed and ran to the nearest mirror. I looked in shock as I saw myself with innocent red eyes and short black hair. I was wearing my clothes, but they were way too big for me, but at that point I didn't care. Why was I a kid?!

"STIIIIING!!!!"

~Sting's P.O.V.~

I woke up to someone screaming my name, making my head pound even harder than I thought it could. Ugh, stupid hangovers. Just then the door slammed open. "STING WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?!?" yelled a...childlike voice?

"Don't yell," I muttered, covering myself with my bed's blanket. I then heard small footsteps getting closer to me.

"WHY AM I LIKE THIS?!?" The voice yelled into my ear. I was so surprised I fell off my bed, the blanket coming with me.

"OW!!" I yelled, making myself sit up. "What the hell was that for??" I looked up to see...a kid with black hair? What??? I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming, and sure enough, the kid was still there, wearing Rogue's clothes, well, sort of. They were much too big for a kid like that of course. His innocent red eyes glowed with anger and lifted me off my feet.

"What. Did. You. Do. To. Me. Sting?!" the boy hissed, obviously pissed. I looked at him weirdly.

"Rogue?" I said, just realizing. "The hell happened to you?" I clasped my hand over my mouth. I sound like I was a ten year old or something!

"I don't know Sting, that's why I'm here asking you!!" he growled, crossing his tiny arms, the big sleeves flopping with it.

"Well why're you asking me?"

"Because you're the reason I was drunk in the first place!!" he answered in an angry "duh" tone.

"Mmm what's all the noise?" murmured Lector, who we had forgotten all about. His eyes widened when he saw me, but then he bursted out laughing.

"S-Sting-kun, you look like a kid!" he giggled.

"What? I--wait, where's the nearest mirror?" I asked. There's no way I'm a kid right? Rogue rolled his eyes, but took a hand mirror from a table near us and faced it to me. I peered into it and my eyes widened. I looked exactly like the twelve year old version of me! Heh, my dark blue eyes look so inno--wait, what am I wearing then? I looked down at myself to see my usual clothes sagging. My blue gloves were so big they might as well go across my entire arms!

"What the hell happened to me?!" I yelled out loud.

"That's my question idiot!" Rogue snarled, facepalming himself, making Lector laugh even louder.

"Well I sure as hell didn't do it!" I spat back. Suddenly a very bad thought popped into my head. "Rogue.." Lector suddenly stopped laughing.

"Yeah..?" he answered, noticing my change in tone.

"Aren't we in Sabertooth..?"

"W-well..." Rogue stuttered, and his eyes widened too, realizing the last thing that we did before passing out.

***Flashback: yesterday night***

"You *hic* feeling okay Rogue??" I drunkingly giggle as he threw up outside the window of the train.

"Never *hic* better buddy!" Rogue grinned. The train suddenly lurched to a stop, and we both hurled outside of the train.

"So, we going home now??" Lector slurred, very drunk from just drinking one bottle..

"Hmm, I have a better idea.." I smirked.

"Ohh, what is it?" asked Rogue, intrigued.

"Why don't....we sleep over at Sabertooth?!" I suggested excitingly.

"That sounds like a great idea!" Rogue said in a happy-go-lucky tone.

"Fro *hic* thinks so too!" Frosch agreed. We clumsily walked over to Sabertooth and slammed open the guild doors.

"We're baaaaaack!" I cheered. I pouted, though, when the only person in the guild was Yukino.

"Oh, welcome back," greeted Yukino shyly.

"Aww, where's everybody else?" I pouted. "I wanted to make a grand entrance."

"They all went back home," Yukino replied. "Sorry."

"Aww, don't worry Sting-kun, you're the Master! You can *hic* tell them to applaud you tomorrow!" comforted Lector before throwing up in a nearby trashcan.

"You're right Lector!" I said, truly believing it. "Thanks!"

"So, are you guys going home?" asked Yukino softly.

"*hic* Nope!" I grinned. "We're just gonna crash here for the night!"

"Yup!" Lector agreed.

"Fro/Rogue thinks so too!" said Frosch and Rogue.

"A-are you sure you want to? You guys are very drunk.." said Yukino. I slung an arm around her.

"So what? We can still make good decisions!"

"Well, if you say so.." Yukino said unsure. "I'll be taking my leave now. Good night Rogue, Sting."

"Night!" we both said happily in unison. We decided to sleep in the two extra guest rooms, and as soon as my head hits the bed, I fall asleep.

***End of flashback***

"It seemed like such a good idea at the time.." I muttered to myself. Suddenly Rogue grabbed ahold of my feathery boa, which was now too big for me.

"What are we going to do now?" he asked, panic in his eyes. "We can't let anyone see us like this!"

"Agreed," I sweatdropped, imagining all of Sabertooth seeing us like this. *shudder* I'll never live it down... Suddenly we heard the entrance to the guild gently opening.

"Ohayo (good morning) Sting-san, Rogue!" said a soft feminine voice.

~Rogue's P.O.V.~

Crap! Yukino's here!! What am I going to do?!? I'll die of embarrassment if she sees me like this!!
"Whatarewegoingtodowhatarewegoingtodo?!?" I panicked. I stopped when Sting slapped me, bringing me back to reality. "T-thanks.."

"Look, I think the best thing to do right now is...get dressed in the right size of clothing," whispered Sting.

"Where are we going to find kid clothing without leaving the guild??" I hissed. Sting rubbed the back of his head.

"Well..." He waddle a couple steps towards a big trunk. He opened and dug through its contents. He then pulled out our clothes, the one we would wear 7 years ago. Sting just had a white shirt, an orange vest, and rolled up blue jeans. I had a plain black shirt and jagged dark ripped blue jeans. We hastily put it on as we heard Yukino's voice coming closer to us.

"Sting-sama?? Rogue? Are you here??" her voice echoed throughout the empty guild. I started panicking again once I had my clothes on.

"I'm going to ask again: what are we going to do??" I whispered.

"It does not look like we have much of a choice but show her.." Sting whispered back. My cheeks started turning red.

"No way! There has to be another solution," I insisted. Sting shook his head.

"Come on Rogue, we both know there isn't," sighed Sting.

"You liiiiiike Yukino!" smirked Lector, copying Natsu's exceed. I blushed even further.

"D-do not!" I stuttered. Just then we heard lady-like footsteps coming closer to us. "Crap I have to hide!!" I panicked, trying to turn into a shadow, but only a mere blob of a shadow appeared. Damnit! My magic's been lowered back to my twelve year old self's abilities, which were not that great at the time.. Just then the door started creaking open. Craaaap!! I'm dead!!!

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Cliffhanger~ Don't you just love cliffhangers? XD

Anyways, that's what happened to the Twin Dragons, or should I say, the Tiny Twin Dragons! c:

Please comment minna-san! That and votes are what keep me going!

But still, thanks for reading. ^-^

~Crystal