SOUL EATER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME - Although I wish it did ;D
This is just a little soul eater fan fiction one shot - based LOOSELY on my account of cleaning my room, which I hate. In this soul eater fan fiction they live at the academy, each with a room to herself and Rowan has to clean hers - which she's pissed off at. Oh and also, Stein is like the monitor for the guys rooms and Marie's the monitor for the girls. I know Stein doesn't mention a punishment for her language as they're okay with you swearing - just not too often.
Rowan was pissed off. According to Marie, her room in the DWMA was a state and she should clean it. Rowan had been putting this chore off for ages now - her room WAS a state but she just couldn't find the motivation to clean it. After Marie complained to Stein, Stein approached Rowan yesterday and told - more like ordered - that she stay all day in her room so she could clean it. Rowan was not impressed and began to tell Stein, colourfully, right where he could shove his lousy order.
Rowan sat on the bed in her room, blasting out Mindless Self Indulgence tunes and rubbing the spot on her ankle and wrist where Stein had used his Soul Wavelength attack on her. She was not happy, but Stein told her that if she disobeyed his order again, he would go to Lord Death about her. He whizzed off on his chair after releasing her ankle and wrist, laughing manically, leaving her on the floor. ''Crazy bastard.'' She whispered, pulling herself up, only to hear ''I HEARD THAT''. She began to turn around but not before the scientist had caught her on the back with another soul wavelength attack. Realising she couldn't attack him back as her weapon was in class, she stood up, wiping blood from her mouth, she stalked off to her room.
She shoved the last of her crap into the cupboard that served as a wardrobe. Her timing was spot on, as a knock on the door coincided with the shutting of her cupboard. She yelled out to the person on the other side on the door, ''COME IN!'' She added under her breath,''Slavedrivers..'' Stein wheeled through the door, stopping in front of the bed. He turned his screw and stared at her. ''I guess you completed your task then - otherwise you wouldn't be sat on your bed listening to Gorillaz?'' Two spots of pink grew on her cheeks as she realised she had scattered the 3 Gorillaz albums that she had on her bedside cabinet, with demon days in the stereo blaring out music. She nodded. ''I guess I'm done.'' Stein grinned. ''Nice job kid - how's your wardrobe doing by the way?'' She went visibly pale. ''M-My wardrobe?'' He nodded. ''Marie said something about the door being warped - i'll just check on it.'' He stood up and walked over to the wardrobe. ''No - no! It's fine!'' Rowan gabbled frantically, trying to stop him. He glanced back at her. ''Something to hide Rowan?'' He enquired as he pulled open the door.
Stein was led on the floor, buried in a mountain of random crap from her room. His glasses flashed at her as his eyes darkened. He began to pull himself out of the rubbish. Soul was passing by the room and looked inside. Snickering when he looked at the two meisters - Rowan obviously didn't have a chance. ''Dude - you better fucking run.'' Soul mumbled to her. ''It's not good when he's pissed off.'' She nodded and made to run out of the door as Stein yelled after her.
Another normal day in the DWMA - right?