Shit faced
author comments and disclaimer.
I had this random idea in my head and it quickly evolvled into a story. All the stories before that I've written with awesome spelling was a lie. My Mothers Mac had auto check and I was using it because my computer had no intrenet, way too many viruses and was in a very cramped space. Only one of those problems were solved. I'm also gonna try and make dead lines for my self, to post chapter with this story. I wanna have at least 10 or more chapters. None of my OC's will be in this story even if you love so much. This story has lots od sexual themes, alochol and swearing so if you don't like that stuff. I warned you.
I do not own Soul Eater or any of it characters. If I did their would be lots of smut humor. Soul eater belongs to Atushi Okabo if thats how you spell it.
NO FLAMES PLEASE
Soul: 19
Death the Kid: 19
Black Star: 18 1/2
Liz: 18
Patty: 16
Maka: 17
Tsubaki:19
Chapter 1 The girls Lunch date~
Tsubaki and Maka were waiting for the two thompsan sisters to arrive at their weekly lunch date. It was Liz's turn to pick the Cafe now since Patty picked last time. The rules of this were that the cycle of who picked the resturant started with Tsubaki (who sugested the Lunch dates) then to Maka, Patty then Liz and back to Tsubaki. They all paid for the meal that they had. Maka spotted Liz running towards them, her face a little flushed. She was in her usual clothes, red belly top, blue jeans, brown leather boot and her custom hat. Liz stoped in fronted of them panting madly. Tsubaki smiled, she clipped back raven hair slightly swayed with her. Tsubaki was wearing a sky blue knee length skirt, a white tank top and an aqua blue tie up over shirt with it knot neatly tied with pale strap shoes to match. Maka how ever didn't look as girly. Maka was wearing a pair of dark grey tight flared jeans, her dirty blonde hair down but with a green american styled berret on top. Maka had red plade shoes and a plain black T-shirt that was tight to her skin showing her figure. Maka gave Liz a small frown and looked behind her.
"Hey Liz, where Patty? Didn't she come with you?" Maka asked confused. Liz waved her question off.
"I'll tell you about when were eating. But right now I'll tell you Kid is not just a Symmetry obsessed freakoid." Tsubaki shrugged as they followed Liz to a Dinner. To them it was niffty. It had slashed of the fifties, sixties, seventies and the eighties. The floor had a black and white tile pattern, the boothes had red leather and a white plastic like frame. Some of the tables were round with white stone and a metal rimming while others were square and had various patterned table clothes draped and tucked under them. All the chairs were a forest blueish green and the wall paper was old styled maps of, Brooklynn, New york, Sanfransico, Ottaw, Edmonton Ect. Ther was a long bar counter with smoothies and milk shakes instead of Alcohol with black tall stools. What Tsubaki eyes were attracted to the most was the waitresses. They were dressed like they were from the Late sixties, early sevenities. The wore pink puffy shirts, red knee length skirts and white aprons. The rolled from table to kitchen on retro, four wheeled skated, color varying from waitress. The carried silver platters that had drinks and food and a note pad on their shirt pocket. Hair was flipped out at the bottom and had the sixties styled waitress hats on.
"Oh wow, so cool~" She sighed in admiration. The thing about the restruant that caught Maka's eye was the items. The had record dangle from the ceiling Low enough for people to see them but High enough so they couldn't be swatted down. Burnable CDs were hot glued onto the ceiling, shiny side down, and mirrors were above the booths. Their was a guitar mounted on the wall signed by a celebrity that was most likely dead. A juke box in the corner of the room that was still functioning, and posters of old movies, celebraties, icons, even the a poster of the first head phones. Neon signs illuminated the corners of old products like, drink Star power, a palm tree and Maka's favorite. Neon Sign store.
"Liz," Maka awed in its glory "This place is amazing!" She exclaimed as the three took a table by the big front window, giving them a view of the stone brick road with its boutiques, thrift stores and other little shops. A waitress rollered over to them with a smile on her face.
"Hi and welcome to Iggy's Nifty's, can I get you any thing like a drink or would you like to wait a moment and decide?" Her blonde loose curls bounced. Liz looked at her friends
"You guys want some milk shakes?" She asked, their eyes went wide and nodded. "I'll have a strawberry milkshake." Liz stated already having her mind made up.
"Vanilla for me please" Tsuabki ordered shyly. The waitress jotted down the two orders, she paused waiting for Maka's.
"Chocolate..." Maka gazed out the window. The waitress beamed and rolled towards the kitchen. Maka turned to Liz with a puzzled face. "Liz where did you find this place? Kid would have an anurism walking in." Maka asked. Tsubaki nodded in agreement. The waitress rolled over to the table again with milk shakes on her platter. She each of the down and said she'd be back in a couple of minutes to fill their orders. Liz's straw berry milk shake looked marvalous. Above the froffy pink treat was a layer of whip cream with a strawberry sliced into five making it look like a star. Tsubaki had a small vanilla flower made of white chocolate and sprinkles of cinnomen. Maka had chocolate sauce drizzled on top with shavings of milk and dark chocolate. Liz casually sucked on the straw.
"Actually when me and Patty first came here, we were on edge. Kid decided to take us somewhere to help us relax a little. This is where he took us. He didn't really seem to mind the lack of his obsession. Kid just liked it here." Liz smiled at the memory.
"Speaking of Patty where is she?" Tsubaki frowned, trying to decide whether or not to taste the work of art that was her drink.
"Sick." Liz stated then her face turned a little sour "Besides being a total clean freak, symmetry obsessed looney, Kid is also a germaphob. He won't even let me into her room till she is better and the sickness is gone." She grumbled. Tsubaki giggled and Maka smirked. It was so like Kid. Maka swirled her milk shaked with her straw. 'Soul barely even thinks about me when I'm sick, Liz is so Lucky' Maka frowned thinking of Soul. Ever since he turned nineteen, he, Kid and Black Star got drunk everynight. Usually Soul would sober up before he got home, but now 3/5 times he came home drunk. Not only that, he was usually horny. Maka always struck him, knocking him unconcious and would drag him to her room.
"Hey Maka, your order?" Liz waved her hand in front of her friends face. Maka snapped her attention to them.
"Oh, uh sorry Poutine?" The waitress nodded and rolled off. Liz and Tsubaki stared at her face. "What!" Maka snorted.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Liz asked teasingly. Maka sighed heavily and rested her head on her hand.
"I was thinking about how Soul keeps comming in Drunk," Tsubaki and Liz looked each other then back to Maka "It's just he is so different when he is drunk and kinda...pisses me off a lot. I can sense his Soul wave length and its so scrambled but the one thing thats clear is he is horny. He always tries to get in my pants when he is drunk and then when he wakes up he has no clue what he last night. I usually knock him out and put him in his room never mentioning it to him ever again." Maka growled. Her food was placed in front of her and Maka stabbed a stray fry with her fork viciously. Tsubaki twittled her thumbs staying silent about the topic. Liz chuckled.
"Yeah I know what you mean, Kid walks in drunk but instead of horny he is like PMSing bitch. Patty always in her room sleeping (I think) So she nevers hears Kid. He usually tries to pick fights with me and have a yelling match like a married couple. A couple times he has picked fight with the servents! Oh and one time he even a brawling match with a floor lamp. ahahaha" Liz howled in delight. The three girls giggled at Kid's Drunken stuper.
"That is so pathedic!" Maka's face was flushed from laughing.
"No whats pathedic is that the lamp won." Liz added. The girls burst out laughing again. Tear formed in the corners of Liz's eyes "He can be so cute at times" she chuckled as she wiped the water away. Tsubaki and Maka's eyes went wide. Liz stopped realizing what she had just said was a dead give away.
"Um.. So Tsubaki what's Black Star like when he is drunk, his usually self, moody, horny? What is he like?" Liz changed the topic and put Tsubaki on the hot spot. Maka eyed Liz before focusing on Tsubaki.
"Well he is...ah" Tsubaki was staring at her pasta like it asked her for her hand in marrige. Liz took a bit from her hamburger letting the relish, mustard and ketchup slowly ooze out from underneath the bun and drip down towards her plate. "H-he is normal just a little more wobbly." She bit her lip. Maka stared at her, causing Tsubaki to blush more. She avoided both of her friends eyes and looked everywhere but the weapon and meister. Liz shared a glance with Maka. Liz and Maka shrugged okay. Liz took a bite of burger and stole a plain fry from Maka's plate. Maka wrapped a gravy covered fry in cheese, twisting it around so she could had equal gravy and cheese then popped it in her mouth. Tsubaki who was still embaressed, twirled spagatti around the saucy meat ball and took a bite. Liz drumed her fingers on the round table and Maka took a sip of her chocolate milkshake.
"Okay! I tell you!" Tsubaki squirmed. Liz and Maka high fived each other. "He isn't his energetic self at all. He is calm and...and really romantic." Liz almost gagged on the fry in her throat. Maka clamped her hand over mouth to keep from spewing her beverage everywhere. Tsubaki turned a darker shade of pink.
"WHAT! No fucking way!" Liz cussed.
"It's true, he'll watch a movie of my choice, make me a desert, slow dance in our living room. Sure he stumbles and smells like beer but he is so nice." Maka pouted jealously.
"Lucky"
An.
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