Chapter one:
*Soul's POV*
Waking up today, I knew today was going to be a cool day, because I'm a cool guy. I stretched lazily as I heard a thump coming from the kitchen, Maka must be cooking, weird I don't smell anything though. About that time I heard Blair yelling something "-but Maka-kun you look so cute in that form! I bet Soul would love it!" "I don't give a damn! Wait you think he'd like me like this?" Maka yelled back. What are they talking about? "Yes Maka! You're so cute that way-Nyah!" Blair laughed. Okay I have no clue what's going on, probably time to get up to investigate this. I climbed out of bed, putting a shirt on and heading toward the door when- BOOM.
What the hell is going on? I went to turn my door knob and it wouldn't budge, "Makkaaa what's going on? Are you okay?" I asked through the door. "Yeah soul! I'm fine Blair just knocked something over!" "Sure blame the cat-nyah" Blair mumbled. After that everything went silent for a bit, I tried my door knob again. Why won't it budge? "Why won't my door budge?" I said. No answer, so uncool, something is going on and I have no clue on what it is. I tried to open my door again, this time it worked; I walked out to the kitchen and looked around.
I didn't see Maka anywhere. "Soul-kun I'm hungry! Blair is hungry!" Blair whined sitting on the table in her cat form. "Why doesn't Blair cook something herself?" I asked in a sarcastic voice looking at her. She gave me a look and said "Maka is in her room by the way, I can't get her to come out for a while, kind of had an accident this morning," after that she winked and jumped off the table heading out of the window. An accident? What's that supposed to mean? Is Maka okay? This morning is so uncool.