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{ For several seconds, the video just shows a gratuitous close-up of somebody's face, as if the person using it has absolutely no idea what he's doing. The screen goes in and out of focus as various settings are adjusted. There's the sound of a few frustrated groans, until at last... }

Oh... it's like a lacrima, then.

{ At last, the picture zooms out, and the bouncing stabilizes as the device is put on a desk. The video shows a young boy who may or may not look familiar to others; the black hair, featureless black eyes, and pouty expression might, however. }

Umm... hi...

{ The boy shyly says, as he adjusts the robe around his small frame. It's several sizes too big, and it looks like he's tied several cords around the sleeves, waist, and midsection as makeshift belts. }

Has anyone seen my notebook? It's, um... really thick, has a leather cover... it has my entire thesis on the connection between ethernano, the afterlife, and the soul, and details my hypothesis on how ethernano can be used to replicate the process of a soul being born into organic matter, and how twenty-seven million magical spheres can be combined and used for the process of...

{ If nobody interrupts him, he's just going to keep listing every single arcane, slightly morbid hypothesis and theory pertaining to his research. If nobody interrupts him and chooses to listen, all of his magical research has a recurring theme: Subverting the natural process of life and death, and using magic to bring the dead back to life. And he's not talking about necromancy, but true resurrection.

If one looks closely, the entire wall behind him has been defaced. Hundreds of mathematical equations, magical runes, and what looks like hieroglyphics of a long-dead language cover the entire wall behind him; apparently, he ran out of paper, and just used the wall to continue reconstructing his research notes, until he ran out of room, there, too. }

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Mavis enters her guild master's office at Fairy Haven holding a pile of reports in her hands.

"Zeref!" she exclaims happily, "I have good news. You know that case we..."

She stops dead in her tracks, her eyes moving from her walls covered in magical equations to the little boy standing in the middle of the room who looks suspiciously like a miniature version of her boyfriend.

"...Zeref?"

{ Oh, wow, who's this really pretty girl? Wait, wait, what's he thinking? He didn't socialize with others for a reason. He was the freak genius who studied magic even his teachers wouldn't touch. Trying to suppress the blush that formed at first sight, Zeref sheepishly lowered his eyes to his feet. }

Yeah, that's me. Um... sorry about your wall...

{ He won't even try to explain it. Doing so never ended well. }

[Mavis set the reports on her desk and came back to study the equations Zeref seemed to last have been working on.]

That's okay. It's less handy than a notebook, but considering nobody else but me comes in here, your research results are safe here.

[She notices his blush and it makes her smile. Mavis might be the only one who's even seen Zeref blush. Yet, it's particularly sweet in this context since he doesn't seem to remember who she is.]

How long have you been working in here?

[Trying to subtly figure out when exactly the 'transformation' occurred. It can't have been more than a few hours.]

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{ Mavis was definitely the only one who has ever seen Zeref blush. Before her, he couldn't have cared less about dating, or even casual interest. He was just too focused on his research, and later on his centuries-long plan to defeat Acnologia and end his curse. And after her 'death,' he never bothered to try again, not that he would have even if the opportunity had presented itself. }

Umm...

{ How long was it? He'd lost track. }

I write at an average of three-point-two characters per second, so... { He looked at the walls, at the stacks of papers, and then finally out the window. } Three hours, thirty-seven minutes, and sixteen seconds. I only took two breaks when my hand started cramping, so give or take a quarter of an hour or so.

I see.

[She has to refrain from laughing at that answer. Not out of mockery, quite the opposite in fact. If she still had any doubt about this boy actually being Zeref, not anymore. He's the only person, except for Mavis herself, who could have given her such a precise answer.]

And before that, what were you doing?

I, um...

{ Zeref lowers his eyes to the floor once again, and thinks. What was he doing before? He can't remember. Something about an egg, maybe? }

... I think I was eating breakfast. Eggs. { What else would he be doing with an egg? }

Eggs? [Ah, now they're getting somewhere. It must be related to those colorful eggs that appeared randomly everywhere in town.]

Was there anything special you remember about the last egg you ate? Its color, maybe?

I... don't remember...

{ It's embarrassing. He has a better memory than this. He could recite entire conversations verbatim from when he was three years old. Why couldn't he remember anything else about the egg?

Magic? That certainly seems to be what this pretty girl was getting at. }

Was I not supposed to touch it?

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[Though she is a Fairy Tail's healer, she does feel somewhat bad that this is something that even her power can't fix. Luckily for her, most of the pranks don't effect her, but why take the chance.

She's just out and about in Fairy Haven, and that's when she encounters this little boy, and knew immediately who it was.]

Lemme guess, you touched one of those eggs, didn't you? I thought everyone here would sense something was rotten about them, but I suppose I should've known better. Wizards do have an inquisitive nature to risk getting scrambled and devilled by whatever new thing catches their attention. But, looking on the bright sunnyside up of things, you get to experience human childhood again.

[Goddammit, Tatlyn.]

How long have you been like this, Mister Zeref?

{ Zeref just blinks at Tatlyn as she rattles off rapid-fire egg puns, but his expression only grows more and more confused by the second. Touched an egg? And what did she mean by 'like this?' And experiencing childhood again? }

Umm... what egg?

{ That little thing in the corner of the room by his bed, which now lay on its side, completely forgotten? }

And I started writing almost four hours ago. { Though, of course, that's not quite what she means by 'like this.' }

Oh boy...

[They're really walking on eggshells here, aren't they? She crosses her arms thoughtfully.

If he started writing on the walls four hours ago, Tatlyn can hazard a guess he was changed four to five hours ago.]

How are you feeling? Any tummy-owwies? Have you seen the other ladies living here? I want to check on them as well after I'm certain you're not sick or anything.

My stomach's fine...

{ He's a little hungry, but he doesn't feel sick. And other ladies? Well... }

I saw, umm... { He looks away, trying to stifle a blush threatening to come to his cheeks. He then mutters something under his breath that only vaguely sounds like 'Mavis.' }

[Her big, Wolfy ears heard it juuuuust fine~ And couldn't help but grin mischievously.]

Oh, I see~
What do you think of her? Do you like her?

[Don't be a jerk, Tatlyn.]

If you see her, or any of the other ladies before I do, let them know Tatlyn wants to check up on them. Okay?

Well, sure. Why wouldn't I?

{ Though that's probably not what she meant by 'like.' After that, Zeref simply nods. }

Okay. I can do that.

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