So here is my first real fanfic, I wrote a poem fic Soul Eater Demise a bit before this, Please review with cmments or suggestions. But just so were clear I don't want any comments about Crona's gender. You don't like it? Then why the hell are you still reading this. In this fic Crona's a girl, and I know theres a big debate about Crona's gender but if you really wan't to argue about it, go open up a chat site and argue. Jeez people it's not that big of a deal! For the rest read and enjoy. Im still open for ideas so feel free to drop them off! This is just a prologue-ish thing so it's alittle weird but for now, enjoy!
Crona walked the road leading to Maka's house. She'd been feeling strange energies lately, and wasn't sure how to deal with them. She'd already asked Ragnarok about them, and he said just to kill them. But how were you supposed to kill an energy? They didn't even have a physical form. Ragnarok didn't know either. Well, he said that Crona was too stupid to understand anyways, and pulled her hair a bit before dissapearing back into her blood. But she knew that Ragnarok didn't know and that scared her. Crona was now standing in front of Maka's house. Gah, she felt so nervous! Maybe she should just go back to Mr. Corner. After all she was a bad person who ought to just go die in a…
The door opened. "Crona is that you? How long have you been standing out there? You could have just knocked!" Maka rushed over and started fussing over Crona. "Nno ssstopp I dddon't knnow how tto ddeal with this…" Crona started stuttering and fidgiting. "Its all right Crona, don't worry about it so what do you need?" Maka led the stumbling mess of a girl into her apartment and led her to the couch.
"Here Crona sit down and have some hot chocolate." Maka set three mugs down and helped herself to one of them. "Drink up Crona, you really need it your nothing but skin and bones!" Crona blushed and stammered "Aaahhh im sso sorry I dddon't knnow how to ddeal with this I knnow im sskinny rrealy ssorry about that I ccan't dddeal with hot chocccolate I rreally caan't I …" Ragnarok suddenly decided to make his appearance then.
"You big baby, can't you deal with anything! Just pick it up dammit, and chug it down!" Ragnarok grabbed one of the three mugs and downed the drink with a single gulp. "Aahh sssorry Ragnarok I'm ssorry I jjjust …" Ragnarok slammed the empty mug down causing Crona to flinch. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the other mug. He lifted it up to Crona's lips. "Drink. Now." He ordered. Crona wrapped her hands around the mug and sipped the hot chocolate her eyes widening as she tasted it. "Good?" Maka asked smiling slightly at the sweet scene that had just unfolded. Crona nodded wordlessly and finished her drink. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by a loud crunching sound
"Ragnarok?" She questioned softly looking up at her weapon, who was chewing something. "Damn, that was good!" He exclaimed, burping loudly. "Hey old cow you gonna fuckin eat that?" "Eat what?" Maka frowned slightly trying to figure out what Ragnarok meant by that. "That" Ragnarok opened his mouth wide, exposing oversized teeth, and stuck out his long tongue, scooping the empty mugs out of Crona and Maka's hands. Promptly crunching them into oblivian.
"So," Maka said ignoring Ragnaroks antics, "what did you want to talk about?" At this both Crona lowered her head to look at the floor and Ragnarok quieted down and tilted his head toward Maka. Maka frowned. If Ragnarok was behaving it must be serious. "Well…" They both began.
Hahaha cliffhanger! Of a sort. Please review with comments and requests. If you havn't read it yet, please take a look at my poem fic Soul Eater Demise. And review on those too! Reviews make me type faster, and so do great ideas! If I do use any of your ideas I will give you credit for them don't worry! So please hurry! And yeah I know this was a little boring but it's just a prologue-ish thing for the real stuff. I will have a little bit of fluff going into to this later on so pairings are appreciated too! Please no falmes or crona won't know how to deal with it!