Spirit skipped along the sidewalk, clutching Maka's hand in his. They both had ice cream cones in their hands and a big smile on their faces. "Papa, I love you so much!" Maka said, laughing as she jumped into her father's arms. "Maaakaaaaa!~" Spirit couldn't contain his happiness as he wrapped his arms around her, twirling with her as they hugged tightly.
Spirit lay sprawled out on the couch in Steins living room, dreaming peacefully and snoring loudly. He barely moved as he dreamt, but every so often, he would softly say "Maaakaaaaa…." With a smile playing on his lips.
"How does this look, Papa?" Maka said as she pulled back the curtain in the dressing room, revealing herself to show her father the outfit she had picked out. The adorable young meister was wearing a gothic lolita dress, black in color with ruffles, lace, and ribbons that adorned the entire one piece. Her hair was pulled into her usual pig-tails, but a gothic lolita headdress sat atop her head. As soon as Spirit saw her, he squealed and held his hands against her face. "You look ADORABLE, my darling daughter! I shall buy this for you immediately!~" She smiled warmly, "Papa, I love you so much!" She jumped into his arms. "Maaakaaaaa!~" He picked her up and twirled her around.
Stein turned away from his desk and saw that Spirit had fallen alseep while he was busy writing a report on his computer. He suddenly felt the strong urge to "experiment" on Spirit as he slept, just as he had when they were partners years ago. With anticipation flowing through his body, he gathered a few items and dragged his chair toward the couch. He placed the items meticulously on a table that was positioned about a foot away from the couch, sat in his chair, and began unbuttoning Spirit's shirt.
"Come on, Papa! I wanna ride the Ferris Wheel!" Maka squealed as she gripped her fathe's hand tightly and pulled him towards the ticket booth. "Anything for you, my darling Maka!~" He followed her, bursting with excitement as they purchased tickets and climbed into one of the buckets.
Stein prepared his scalpel, then with extreme precision and cautiosness, he sliced Spirit's stomach open. Blood poured from the wound and Spirit began to stir in his sleep.
"Papa! I love you so much!" Maka said as she took her Father's hands and began spinning around with him. Suddenly, Spirit doubled over as a sharp burning pain flared across his stomach. He felt something wet seeping through his shirt and looked down, pressing his hands where the pain was. He looked at his hands, blood staining them a crimson red. "Papa!" Maka screamed. "Maaaakaaaa!"
Spirit quickly sat up as he screamed his daughter's name. When he realized what was going on, he jumped on Stein and knocked him down. "You CREEP! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Stein grinned and said one simple word.
"Dissection."
