Wedding Crashers!(Job/Solo)

"Goldstar?" spoke a disgruntled voice. Its owner? A disgruntled kid. Well...a Mage to be exact. He was looking down at some fancy piece of paper as he walked down the street. Trotting along beside him was his best friend and fellow Fairy Tail Mage...who also happened to be a talking cat. And they were both dressed up in tuxedos.

Yeah...these two were quite the pair. They'd come to Rose Garden for a special Job that had shown up on the guild's request board. It was nice to see a city they'd never been to before...but unfortunately it also require them both to dress up in monkey suits (as in, formal wear). It goes without saying that the duo garnered quite a few stares from passerby as they strolled down the sidewalk. But they didn't seem to notice at all! In all honesty they were used to it. Just being in the company of a walking/talking cat was an attention magnet. And actually BEING a walking/talking cat was even more of one. They'd grown used to it over the years and now it didn't even phase them.

"What kinda last name is Goldstar?" he asked, more thinking out loud than anything. Lucky (the cat), raised an eyebrow and glanced up at his companion as they walked. Oh! And he wasn't wearing a full tux...just the bowtie and cuffs. But he was a mostly black cat...so it worked out fine. "Your last name is 'Coldsummer'..." retorted the Exceed, bringing up a very good point. Blue looked at his Exceed partner, back at the paper, and then dead ahead. And then? Silence.

"...touché."

"Why'd we have to dress up like idiots?" he mumbled, fidgeting with his bowtie as he did so. Lucky just laughed. "It's not so bad, I kinda like dressing up." The young Mage furrowed his brow and scanned over his companion for a moment. "You're naked, Luck." he quipped, before going back to his neck accessory. The Exceed looked down with wide eyes as the memory came rushing back to him. "Oh yeah!" Say what you want about how strange it is for a kid to have a bipedal cat that could talk for a best friend, but these two were made for eachother. Eventually Blue got fed up and just untied the damn thing, letting it hang undone around his collar. He also unbuttoned the top two buttons on his dress shirt while he was at it.

Tuxes were such a pain in the ass.

The wedding itself was an extravagant affair. Mr. and soon-to-be Mrs. Goldstar must've been some pretty important people...or they just had a lot of money. Either way, it was fancy. And where there were fancy weddings? There was fancy food! Both Blue and Lucky stood in awe before the buffet table. They had EVERYTHING here! "Hey, Blue...we can't let the lady's Ex eat all this food right?" "Right. That'd be horrible..." Their voices were like that of ravenous animals. So without even waiting for anyone else, the duo tore savagely into the food, largely ignoring the goings-on of the ceremony. To be fair they hadn't eaten all day though...so a light snack wouldn't hurt. It was a good thing the groom and bride got these two for security, because there was no way any ne'er-do-wells were getting by them. None. At all.

...ever.

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Several unruly characters had made their way into the wedding, unbeknownst to Blue and Lucky who were both still busy chowing down. How did I know they were unruly you ask? Well they were all dressed in street clothing and acting like jackasses for starters. Several of the guests at the ceremony were shoved out of the way and had a few rude insults shouted at them as the group of nine delinquents traversed through the crowd. But other than that they weren't doing anything to actively disrupt the wedding. It seemed like...they were waiting on something?

It was too bad they were all impatient morons though. Or else they might've had a better time that day...

One of the mooks got the idea in his head to raid the buffet table. What was about to go down here in a few minutes was gonna be big so they needed to fuel up to prepare for it. All nine of them sauntered over to the food table, all the while cracking obscene jokes and just generally being obnoxious. They stopped in their tracks however when they noticed a boy and a strange animal feasting on their food. "Yo!" shouted the one wearing a bright red skull cap who seemed to be the de facto "leader" of this group. He'd hoped to get their attention...but didn't. They just kept right on eating. The guy scowled and tried again. "You! Pipsqueak! Take your pet penguin and get the hell outta here, this is our food." This time? It worked. Or...kind of. The boy stopped eating alright...and moving. Completely. The so-called 'penguin' on the other hand glanced at his companion and then at the group of idiots. "You deaf?" came another jeer from the man, his cronies all snickering at the kid. The odd-looking animal on the table just shook his head at the dumbasses."You've done it now..." And boy oh boy, HAD they...

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"Call my friend a penguin all you want..." came a shaky voice that responded to the taunts. The boy was still facing the table, the only movement he made was dropping a leg of chicken he had in his hand back onto the table. The main mook laughed at this development...but was promptly silenced by a very swift, VERY angry foot to the center of his face. "BUT DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME A PIPSQUEAK!!!" A loud crash sounded out as Blue followed through with his crazed kick, landing with his foot still on top of the goon's face. Ice crept over his head and onto the ground with the help of Blue's Freeze ability, cementing the head mook in place and shocking the rest of his onlooking crew. And Lucky?

A sweatdrop formed on the back of the Exceed's head. "Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?" he asked of his partner's selfish proclamation, his question falling on deaf ears as Blue scanned over the remaining eight hooligans. "Th-...that runt just took out Redhat!" The boy lifted his foot and glanced down at his victim, his eyes widening after he realized who it was. This was the same thug he'd beat up in Magnolia awhile ago! Even froze his head back then too. "Ahh...thought you looked familiar." Blue scratched the back of his head. "Where was I again?" Lucky was still busy picking at food on the table, but he stopped long enough to interject. "That one called you a runt." The brash young Mage's face contorted into one of pure anger, and his head comically grew several times its normal size. "Oh yeah..." he growled menacingly, causing the rest of the goons to take a step backwards.


Screams sounded out as Blue flew into action. Elsewhere, a group of nine more cohorts entered the wedding, but they had yet to make their way over to the scuffle. And for their sakes? It was better if they didn't at all...

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BOOM! Blunted shards of ice went flying every which way as one of the mooks was sent flying backwards, crashing through one of the dinner tables and completely silencing the wedding attendees. Blue just stood there, poised in a punching position with a gaudy-looking gauntlet that resembled a dragon's head with an open maw covering his right arm (courtesy of his Ice-Make: Cestus). "What?" he asked the crowd. All eyes were on him. He frowned and pointed at the organ player who had since stopped the music with his free hand. "Keep playing!" he shouted, before turning his gaze on the bride. She was standing up alone at the altar. "And you! Hurry up and get married!" Her mouth fell open and she blinked a few times out of pure shock. Did this kid understand anything about how weddings worked?!

Two of the goons rushed him at once, both punching wildly. It sucked for them they were the last two Cohorts of the first group though and didn't know any magic. The first one swung clear over Blue's head, allowing the young Mage to deliver a brutal counter punch with his Cestus to the bottom of his chin. A patch of ice formed where his gauntlet impacted and then exploded, dealing more damage to his target and peppering the last remaining Cohort. The next attack wasn't so easily avoided, and required Blue to actually sidestep the blow. Didn't stop him from sending a viscious right hook at the guy in response though! Low-level crony #2 was easily knocked to the floor as the other 6 members of the original group looked on in shock. The Ice-Make Mage turned stood to his full height and turned to them, a menacing smirk taking hold on his face soon after. "Who's next?"

"Ice-Make..." began Blue, smashing the side of his fist into his open palm in front of him. All six of the remaining mooks rushed him at once, hoping to overpower the young Mage and beat him senseless. This...didn't go well for them. A luminescent blue light peaked out from within his hand. And when all of the wedding crashers were upon him? "...Shell!" A flash of light, a few seconds later, and a dense, jagged cocoon-like structure made of ice had been formed around Blue. Not only protecting him, but also sending the aggressors flying in the opposite direction due to the force with which he molded it. But these guys weren't pushovers like the others (well...not completely, anyway), so it was gonna take a little more doing to put these guys down.

Luckily Blue had that base covered as well!

With the formation of another Ice-Make seal, the brash young Mage thrust his hands outward and- CRRAACK! the Shell splintered and jagged pieces of ice were sent flying in all directions in a 15m radius around him, pelting the still in-transit goons and dealing extra damage to them. A few stray shards might've landed near some of the guests...but none of em got hurt! So it was fine...kind of. All six of the thugs hit the ground hard. He'd be surprised if any of them got up after that one. A smug grin took hold on the boy's face as he turned around to face the wedding guests and-

...was greeted by fifteen more goons, most of which were of the slightly tougher variety like the six he'd just put down. "You jackasses just don't know when to quit, do you?" the boy muttered before narrowing his eyes on the new group. Oh and these nine mid-level mooks? All Mages. Mediocre ones at best, but it still didn't change the fact that he was outnumbered. The previous ones were too, they just didn't get a chance to cast anything before Blue knocked their blocks off. This looked like it was gonna take awhile...

At least the organ player took Blue's advice! And the rest of the band that was rented for the wedding even joined in, adding some rather happy background music to what had essentially devolved into an all-out magical brawl. Violent gusts of wind kicked up right next to Blue, the young Mage only having enough time to cross his arms in front of his face in an attempt to shield his face. It...didn't work much, as the sharp gale easily cut into his body, riddling him with shallow cuts. "Tch!" It also shredded his tux a bit...but he wasn't really too broken up about that. Eventually the wind died down enough for the boy to move, and he did so with haste. But before he could even right himself to prepare another attack?

Three of the Ice Mages rushed him, all aiming frost-enhanced punches/kicks at him.

The young Mage acted fast and formed the Ice-Make seal before slamming both hands into the ground. With some rapid molding of his magic, Blue made use of his Ice-Make: Bulwark Spell, rapidly creating a huge wall of ice that easily defended against the onslaught of magical attacks. With a bit of sleight of hand, Blue formed the Ice-Make seal yet again and slapped the newly-made Bulwark, causing rows of spikes to thrust out of the front of the shield. The mooks reeled back, clutching their various appendages in pain. But the brash young Mage from Fairy Tail wasn't done yet. Because now?

Blue had them right where he wanted...

Blue walked around his creation to stand directly next to the Bulwark, a menacing scowl on his face the entire time. The three Ice Mages were still hissing in pain from a few seconds earlier...and they just so happened to be standing right in front of the shield still. One Ice-Make seal later and- "Eat this you giant wedding crashing bastards!" he gripped the side of the Bulwark (It should be noted that the crashers weren't actually all that tall, but they'd pushed his "short" button so there was no turning back now). With a little more Magic Power and some quick molding, six of the spikes on the frontside of the shield burst forth from their home and rushed towards the three stooges in front of him. Ice-Make: Javelin did its job, slicing into the mooks and leaving behind explosive gifts of ice that shattered and pelted all three of them, dealing even more damage since they were all so close together. All three of the goons fell unconscious to the ground, not being able to withstand the onslaught of ice.

But Blue wasn't done yet! The Javelins continued to splice through the air even after they'd hit their marks, eventually riddling the remaining mooks and exploding in the center of the group. Ice flew everywhere as the music the band was playing came to a resounding end, earning the young Maker Mage some nice style points. Even the wedding guests had turned their attention away from the ceremony and began to watch the battle unfold in earnest. For whatever reason the groom hadn't show up yet so it's not like they had anything better to do. "Hey Organ-Guy..." yelled the young Mage while holding out an open palm in front of him and hammering it with the bottom of his fist. The elderly musician turned to attention, curious of the boy's next request. Blue then ran both hands along the length of his arms, simultaneously molding his Magic to create the same ornate-looking dragon head gauntlets he had on earlier (via his Ice-Make: Cestus), but this time one on each hand. After he was finished he looked over his shoulder at the old man and snarled,"Play me up."

And with that? The organ sprang back to life, this time playing a daunting battlefield melody. Blue's eyes narrowed on his targets and he charged forward, ready to crack some skulls.

Ever see what happens to a guy's face after he gets socked by a gauntlet made out of super dense ice? Spoiler alert -- it ain't pretty. Blue went to work, charging into the group of stunned wedding crashers and letting his magic-enhanced fists fly. The weaker ones stood no chance against the vertically challenged youth, eating the Cestus with almost no struggle. Six punches, six unconscious mooks on the ground. Blue might not've looked it, but the kid knew was very strong for his size. And with two gauntlets of ultra-cold ice on his hands, he had all that he needed to knock these Cohorts out.

The Henchmen on the other hand? A different story.

It wasn't that they were crazy strong or anything, but the six remaining goons could all use magic. Blue's icy lances riddled them with cuts and dealt extra damage after they exploded, but didn't phase them quite as much as the weaker mooks. So they were a bit harder to put down. Upon turning to focus his attack on them, Blue was greeted by several more sharp gales of wind. They tore into to him but he pressed onward, hammering the wind Mages with his fists and sending them sprawling to the ground. Before the reckless youth could do anything else however, a pillar of fire suddenly exploded up from the ground, enveloping his left arm as it did so. "Damn!" Blue cursed internally, yanking his arm away in pain. He could see that the Cestus on his left hand had been melted but he had no time to check the actual damage now. If he didn't act fast he'd be toast!

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An explosion of flame engulfed the group of combatants, prompting a few surprised gasps from the onlooking wedding goers. The pillar of fire that one mook previously cast had been mixed with another's wind spell, resulting in a large swirling vortex of fire. Some of the remaining Henchmen had been slightly singed by the attack, but the spell was centered on the vertically-challenged Mage from Fairy Tail. So he had to be burnt to a crisp by now...right? A bald fire-user from the original group scoffed at the aftermath of the explosion. "Hah! That twerp's done for..." A thick black cloud of smoke lingered in the air. He had to be after an attack like that...right?

A hand thrust out from within the cloud of smoke, gripping the hooligan's shirt and yanking him into it.


The other mooks looked on in horror as a blood-curdling scream sounded out. When the smoke cleared? There was Blue. The left arm of his tux had been completely torched off and he was riddled in shallow cuts from the wind attacks, but he stood tall (as tall as he could, anyway...). And on his knees in front of the Mage with his head encased in a huge block of ice (courtesy of Freeze)? The bald fire Henchmen. Blue flicked the ice, causing the goon to tip over from the extra weight added to his dome. When his head hit the ground a loud THUNK! sounded out. Blue merely turned to face the remaining Mages, a malicious scowl frightfully apparent on his face. "Who's next?" The wedding guests looked on with interested expressions to see what they would do next. This was starting to get good!

All five mooks that were still conscious rushed Blue at the same time. And instead of waiting for them to come to him and counterattacking? He charged forward to meet his attackers head-on!

"Ice-Make: Blade!" Blue shouted, molding his Magic to materialize a longsword made of ice as he ran. A devilish smirk crossed his face as he neared his targets, who were all preparing spells of their own. It was time to see who was faster! The brash young Mage snatched the blade out of the air by the hilt and twirled it as he leapt into the fray. Two of the wedding crashers were slashed immediately, jagged ice forming along the wounds afterwards. This wasn't enough to put them down however and they went on the offensive with the rest of their group. Blue was quick, but not fast enough to avoid all five of their attacks at once, so he was bopped a few times as he weaved around their strikes and loosed a few slashes of his own. One of the last wind-users launched a spell at his back, easily cutting through Blue's tux and leaving a large horizontal gash in his back. The boy only gave a, "Tch!" in reply before crouching to avoid the rest of the attack, and then spinning to slash his assailant in an upward diagonal manner that left a trail of ice in its wake.

Blue got in a few more strikes on each of the five remaining goons before quickly hopping backwards to disengage the attackers, using his agility and smaller stature to his advantage (for once). He came to a sliding halt before standing up straight and resting his ice blade on his shoulder. The last of the Henchmen were covered with nicks and cuts, all frozen over with ice in an outward and jagged manner. They readied themselves to charge once again, but were halted by a, "Wait." and an outstretched palm from their target. They looked at Blue and then to eachother, obviously confused. "...Did you forget about my Magic already?" And then before the delinquents could even make an idiotic face, the ice on their bodies exploded outwards, peppering eachother with blunted shards and dealing enough damage to knock the five of them out cold (pun intended).

"IT SHOULDA BEEN ME!" cried an unknown voice, catching the attention of not only Blue, but the rest of the guests at the wedding aswell. Their heads turned in unison towards the source of the disturbance. At the front of the aisle stood a disheveled-looking man. His hair was shaggy and mussed, and the clothing he wore was barely fit for an event like this (not that Blue could talk since his tux was shredded, burnt, and he was bleeding from the back...). The groom had since made his way to the ceremony and stood at the altar with his bride-to-be, both of them dumbfounded by this appearance. "Why didn't you pick me...?" came the question of the hour, obviously aimed at the bride. This loud stranger looked directly at her, a half-expectant, half-sad expression on his face.

A sweatdrop formed on the back of the bride's head. "...Because you're crazy. I mean, look at just today..." she gestured with her bouquet towards the multitude of unconscious mooks, broken tables, and patches of ice around the reception area. Blue avoided her gaze and whistled nervously (as he himself was responsible for most of the damage). "You hired a bunch of hoodlums to beat up my husband!" Ah so THIS guy was the Ex! If it wasn't obvious before, he made it so by his angry reaction to her statement. The guy pointed at the groom while still looking at the bride. "Because screw that chump! What the hell kinda last name is 'Goldstar' anyway?" Blue and Lucky both shot eachother a sideways glance as sweatdrops formed on each of their heads. "You're mine...and he's not your husband yet!" he shouted before placing both hands out in front of him. A strange blue light began to shine from his palms as he lined them up with the groom. Mr. Goldstar was his target...but he was standing so close to the bride that she'd undoubtedly be caught up in the attack too!

"Idiot!" Blue thought as he sprinted towards the couple at the altar. The spell was still charging but he wasn't sure if he would make it in time! Just in case, the young Mage formed an Ice-Make seal preemptively. Before anything else could happen a bright flash of blue light blinded everyone at the party as the Ex screamed out, "Wave!" Blue jumped and thrust his hands at the ground, hoping he could mold his magic in time. It was time to see just how far along his Ice-Make had come!

He knew it! With some rapid molding of his magic and a quick application of his Ice-Make: Bulwark, Blue was able to successfully-

...do nothing?!

The bewildered young Mage blinked a few times, stupefied by the fact that instead of a giant shield of ice in front of him there was actually nothing. He brought his hands up and looked at them, astonished by this development. How could that've happened? His Ice-Make had never outright failed before. He was sure he molded his Magic Power correctly...and he was positive he used some of it up. So why wasn't there anything there?! "Never fought a Wave Mage before, shrimp?" the Ex taunted, to the immediate disdain of Blue. But it was true...he'd never fought a Wave-user before. Just what the hell was this guy capable of? He glanced over his shoulder to make sure the bride and groom were safe (they were), and then gripped his blade that he'd set down before casting Bulwark. He pointed the tip of the sword down the aisle directly at the guy. "No...and I don't really give a damn." he spat.

And with that? Blue charged into a headlong sprint at his target. Once he was near enough the brash young Mage jumped and brought his sword hand directly over his head. "'Cause I'd take you down no matter what kind of Magic you used!" he roared a very Shounen-esque battlecry as he slashed downwards at the Ex diagonally. He was right in front of him...there was no way it wasn't a direct hit!

"...?!" The expression on Blue's face told all. Surprise didn't even begin to cut it. His sword, along with his attack...were gone! His right hand was empty and he stood there in front of the crazed Ex like a sitting duck. A smug "Hmph!" could be heard before a devastating kick was sent directly into the young Mage's chin, sending him tumbling backwards onto the ground. Malicious laughter filled the air as the Wave-user placed a hand on his hip and sneered at the boy. "What was all that talk just then? You said you'd take me down, right?" Everyone at the wedding looked at the floored Fairy Tail Mage in anticipation. If he failed...things were gonna get a lot worse. Silence filled the air as Blue propped himself up on one arm, clearly starting to feel the effects of the battle. His eyes narrowed on the Ex boyfriend as he struggled to his feet. "You're damn right I did..." Blue began, his breathing heavy but his words clear and full of conviction. The Ex stared back at him, confident that his Magic would easily be able to beat Blue's...which was why he was caught completely off guard when the brash young Mage charged at him!

"And that's exactly what I'm gonna do!" An Ice-Make seal was formed as Blue drew his hands to his side, and after running his left hand along his right arm, a dragon's head gauntlet of ice covered it (Ice-Make: Cestus). He thrust it towards the Ex in a flash, hoping for a direct hit to the center of the face...but it was no use. A blue light engulfed the icy cestus and a moment later it was gone. The Ex would've mocked the boy if it wasn't for one thing...

...Blue was smiling.

A vicious left hook came out of nowhere, sticking the wedding crasher in the face and sending him crashing backwards, almost mirroring what had been done to him a minute earlier. The sight of a kid who was 5'2" knocking a grown man on his ass was a sight to behold, and actually garnered some cheers from the crowd. In truth Blue was a lot stronger than he seemed. He might not've been able to use Dragon Slayer Magic anymore...but all the training Glacieyth put him through didn't just go away! The young Mage from Fairy Tail stood up straight and clenched his fist as he looked down at the Ex. "Your 'Wave' only works on Magic, right?" A dumbfounded expression was wide on the guy's face as he stared up at Blue. "Wha-...how-" But he couldn't even get two words out before the boy was upon him again. Was this the weakness he could exploit to victory?

Sounds of fist meeting face filled the air.

For being an aggressive, loudmouthed wedding crasher, this guy sure didn't have much in the way of physical ability to back it up. Maybe because he was a Wave Mage and wasn't used to getting decked in the face...or maybe because Blue's foster father was a dragon who put him through hellish training when he was a child. Either one! Blue ducked under a wild swing and retaliated with a kick that sent his target sliding backwards a few meters. His onslaught had taken its toll on the Ex, and the guy was starting to look a little wobbly. The Ice-Make Mage's usual cocky smirk took hold on his face as he readied himself. It was time to finish this!

Blue charged directly at his opponent for the last time, winding back for a brutal punch as he neared him. But right before he could deliver the final blow? A crazed aura of blue light exploded around wedding crasher, and by extent Blue because of how close he was. "Huh-?!" the brash young Mage began before being cut off by a sudden pain. It felt almost like being zapped by a bug trap...but constantly and all over. The Ex shouted, "You cant escape this aura! You're done!" from within the aura, cackling as he watched Blue squirm. This was bad! He couldn't stay in this for much longer or- "Blue!!!" came a familiar voice from behind. Lucky was standing on a table with his paws cupped around his mouth. "Remember...he called you a shrimp earlier!"

...

A hand spliced through the aura and grabbed the Ex by the collar. "Crazed" didn't even begin to describe the expression on Blue's face as he wound his free hand back and glared at his target. "I ALMOST FORGOT! SO LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT A SHRIMP-SIZED FIST FEELS LIKE!!!" And like thunder he loosed his punch on the aggressor. It sounded like a cannon when it hit, digging into the guy's face and knocking loose a few teeth as he leaned into it with his entire body weight. With one last, "ORA!!!" Blue followed through, simultaneously stopping the aura of Wave Magic and sending the wedding crasher flying backwards through a table and into several stacks of chairs. Blue just stood there panting for awhile as onlookers stared on in disbelief. The young Ice-Make Mage from Fairy Tail who was 5'2" just beat this guy into submission...all thanks to him poking fun at his height. After a few moments of catching his breath the boy turned to face the bride and groom, burnt/shredded/bloody tux and all. But his look confident demeanor didn't last long after he noticed the bride staring daggers into him. Blue reeled back slightly before slowly scanning the ceremony. Jagged patches of ice were everywhere, broken tables and bent chairs littered the ground, and a total of twenty-eight mooks lie unconscious in varying states of health. "Uhh...."

Thankfully Lucky picked up on this, activated his Aera, and swooped in to latch onto his partner's back. "Congrats on the wedding! Bye now!~" was all he offered in way of explanation before taking to the skies with Blue in tow. The legendary Bridezilla reared her head and roared as they departed, to which the young Mage shouted back, "Send our payment to Fairy Tail!" as they blasted off in the direction of the nearest train station.

So maybe no more wedding-themed Jobs in the future, huh?