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"Sting!" Yukino shouted, "Sting, where are you?!"
All of a sudden a sleepy-headed Sting came out of his room, and looked at Yukino saying, "What is it Yukino? Couldn't it have waited till the morning?" He asked, his words slurry.
Yukino giggled, "Oh Sting, it is the morning. You're just a little behind,"
"Oh," Sting said, beginning to wake up and focus, "What is it that you need?"
"Oh that's right," Yukino said, "We need to know who's participating in this year's Grand Magic Games," She said, a smile on her face.
Sting's eyes widened, "What?!" He shouted, "Shouldn't we know by now?"
"Not really..." Yukino broke off, and played with her fingers nervously, "Considering that's your job,"
"My job?" Sting says, as if he could barely believe it himself.
"You are the guild master Sting," came a deep voice behind Yukino.
It was at this moment Sting really wanted to smack Rogue, because he had a smug look plastered on his face.
"But that means I can't compete!" Sting complained, "How am I supposed to kick Natsu's butt now?"
"We'll figure it out," Rogue said confidently, "But first, you need to get dressed," He said, pointing to Sting's pajamas, snickering.
"They're not that bad!" Sting argued, looking down at his striped yellow and blue pajamas.
"For a guild master they are," Rogue replied, "If I didn't know any better I'd say you almost look like Master Makarov. I didn't know he was your idol of how to be a master," Rogue said, teasing Sting.
"Why you little," Sting started, but was cut off by Rogue lifting his hand in the air.
"Now, now 'master' you need to get dressed and decided who's going to participate in this years Grand Magic Games," Rogue said, then walked away, leaving a very irritated Sting.
