I'm Not Perfect | FairyTail |

Part One: Our Not So Perfect Girls

Erza rolled her eyes. "Of course not. Like they'd ever let us out of their sight." She took another sip, a small smile tugged at her lips. "Still, three days. We've never gotten more than one for all of us. That costumer must've been very important."

"I agree, it worries me on who he is."

Before Erza could respond, five girls come down the stairs. "We're readyy!" A blonde haired girl with medium length hair, announced enthusiastically.

"Well about time! You guys took forever." Mira crossed her arms.

Lucy stuck her tongue out playfully. "Well, excuse us, Mira, but you take just as long, if not longer."

"Whatever." Mira huffed. "We need to head over to the office. The principal wants to see us."

"Hmm, wonder what for?" Lucy said, her tone sarcastic."Ooh, maybe he found out that we're frauds who steal and make money off them."

"That's not funny, Lucy," Mira's face darkened, her voice losing its playfulness. "And you know it."

Lucy gulped, her bravado slipping as she lowered her eyes. "Sorry." She muttered.

Someone slung an arm over her shoulder. "Well then, let's go find out." She said with a soft smile, trying to lighten the mood. She has short blue hair to go with her short height and red glasses.

The seven girls walked out of their small apartment and made their way to school.

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"Detective! How's it going with the case you've been working on? Any leads?"

A lady with black hair sighed. "Nothing solid yet, sir. Just a few tips here and there but I promise with just a bit more time we'll bring this empire down to the ground." She said with determination written all over her face.

Her superior nodded, offering a small smile. "Alright well-"

"Wait!" A voice from across the room interrupted.

"Sergeant Dreyar, I think I got something on him." Her partner spoke up. This got everybody's attention. He was the Sergeant's son who he hasn't had contact with in over 11 years. Narcotics have also been trying to get him for a long time but haven't had any solid reasons to lock him up.

"That's not our case, Detective Conbolt."

"Just listen to this real quick. I've just got word from Wakaba that their CI has just gotten intel on Dreyar recently partnering up with someone.... Ronnie Mcfloy."

"WHAT?!" Sergeant Makarov's eyes widened in shock.

"Our Ronnie Mcfloy?"

"Is this true?" Sergeant Makarov asked. If he is working with Ronnie then that means.... He immediately snapped out of his thoughts. "Dective Conbolt, we are officially a part of this case. So contact narcotics and tell them that they have new friends starting today."

"Don't you worry chief. We'll bring them both down." The lady spoke up, her expression hardening.

"I'm counting on you, Detective Dragneel." He looked at her. He knew that she meant every word she said and that he could count on her to bring justice. "The both of you."

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Seven girls stood in the office, the air tense as they faced their principal. He sat in his luxurious chair, casually fixing some papers on his desk. It was quiet as they were nervous. Had they been caught? Were they not careful enough? What will Ronnie do when he finds out they failed?