Indigo, Scarlet and what's his name?

Having recently bought my new pet Siamese fighting fish that I named 'Indigo' I couldn't help but wonder about how lonely he must be.
I mean he just hung around so much of the time..that glorious crown tail hanging lankly about him, I'm sure his eyes were sad too, yes I know they were, no kidding.
So today I thought I'd find him a mate and a mate he got...well not a mate in the terms you might expect cause the females of the species are so uninteresting and insignificant ....I mean why would you bother!
So now I have 'Scarlet' a red and blue crown tail Siamese fighting fish...beautiful he is too.
Now I've been watching and admiring my 'Indigo' for the past few days or so and thought I knew every little fin and thing that he had but today when I placed the plastic bag containing 'Scarlet' into the adjoining tank Indigo' displayed a kind of shield I'd never seen before, he was so twitchy and obviously on high alert and this new set of fins or something flared out around his head...sheesh I couldn't believe him...feisty little critter he is!
Well of course little 'Scarlet' did the same thing, sizing each other up, ready for battle no doubt!
I didn't have the heart to introduce those two defenseless little guppies I'd bought to keep them company at this stage...no way jose!
They had to wait it out in their plastic bags until the coast was clear.
Little white translucent fish, one with a little yellow tail and the other with an orange tail...very cute indeed.
Eventually the guppies joined their new companions, one into each compartment of the tank and lets hope that they all live happily ever after. I'll call them the odd couples.

Now for all of you folk who think it's cruel to keep Siamese fighting fish in tiny little vases, stress less...it's actually what the fish prefer.
If I was to put those fish into a large tank they would hide in a corner or if I introduced a plant  they would hide in that...they are on alert at all times and the small container allows them to feel comfortable with 'patrolling' their patch so to speak...anything too big and they are very vulnerable.
Imagine how they live in their homeland, Thailand that is...they live in the puddles of water made by buffalo as they mosy on around the rice fields...small and contained spaces as you can see.
I tell you, next time I find myself in the rice fields of SE Asia and buffalo are about I'll be head down and bum up searching for these little fish in the wild....not to take them home of course, as if!!!
But I'd just like to see for myself, such beautiful fish and yet wallowing around in muddy rice paddies, somehow seems all wrong to me.
They get shipped over to Australia in little plastic bags of water, hundreds of them in large cardboard boxes, they have to be quarantined too so they obviously are very hardy so as I was told today, don't pamper them, don't keep their tanks squeaky clean and don't over feed them..
Can you imagine how that must feel, geez thank the lucky stars I wasn't born a fish or I'd be cranky all the time!
Now what am I going to call my little guppies....