This is my first Soul Eater fanfic, so no flames please guys. At least try to be nice!
I should probably say this… no, I don't own Soul Eater. T^T
"Today we will be dissecting one of my personal favorites, the-" Stein was cut off in the middle of his sentence by Lord Death's child-like voice over the intercom.
"Would Maka, Soul, Black Star, and Tsubaki please report to the Death Room immediately." He said.
Soul and Maka exchanged confused glances and Tsubaki looked at her partner, asking him, "Oh, Black Star! What did you do this time?"
Black Star put his arms behind his head, thinking about any recent fights he'd been in without the required supervision, but came up with nothing. "I don't know, Tsubaki. "He must want me to give me medals or something for my awesomeness and god-like fighting skills!"
Tsubaki sighed and chuckled. "Yeah, Black Star. That's probably it."
Professor Stein Continued on in his lecture on the anatomy of a chinchilla, the animal they would be dissecting.
*IN THE DEATH ROOM*
"Four humans have recently become kishin, and now they are hunting for human souls in a group of four in Paris. We believe the reason for their choice in the hunting ground is the large amount of people who are traveling through the city, who won't be missed if they go missing. Now, I know you all know how dangerous a kishin can be by itself, but four of them hunting in a group and working together is extremely dangerous." Lord Death explained.
"So basically you want us four to go and hunt down the kishin eggs and kill them. Am I right?" Soul asked, wanting Shinigami-sama to get to the point.
"But why do you want four of us to go?" Black Star bellowed. "I could take down a whole army of kishin just using my extremely powerful soul wavelength!" he boasted. "That's how I plan on surpassing God, after all!"
Maka sighed, already fed up with Black Star's antics. Tsubaki laughed nervously.
"You see, these four kishin, since they've been hunting in a group, have become stronger much faster. The four of these kishin put together are as strong as a two year old kishin egg." Lord Death explained.
Soul sighed and turned away muttering, "So uncool…"
"Yeah, it really is, isn't it, Soul? Lord Death agreed with him, turning back to his old, goofy self.
Just then Spirit walked through the long corridor connecting the Death Room to the halls of Shibusen.
"Lord Death," he began, but stopped abruptly when he saw his beloved daughter was in the room.
"OOH! Is daddy's little girl getting an important mission from Shinigami-sama, just like her mama would? Papa is so very much extremely proud of Maka-chan!"
Soul, since he had more anger issues than Maka did, got angry at Spirit's annoying voice before she did.
"Just shut up, you old man! Leave her alone! Go away!" Soul screamed at the Death Scythe.
Spirit's previously happy face quickly evaporated and was replaced with a completely enraged expression as he turned to Soul.
"You think you know my Maka better than me, don't you, boy? Well listen to this, Soul Eater! I will never let you have my Maka! NEVER!"
Maka, with a now infuriated expression on her face, turned to her papa. "What the hell do you know, Papa? You're never there for me, not that I want you to be! And what was that about? Am I now a possession that you can just give away?" she screamed at him, her pigtails in the air.
Soul smirked at Spirit as he began to sob, mumbling Maka's name as she turned her back on him and crossed her arms in a huff.
"Makaaaa…" Spirit mumbled, taking his Maka doll out of his suit. He began to play with it and curled up into a ball on the floor.
Meanwhile Tsubaki and Black Star were sweat dropping and Lord Death's eye was twitching in annoyance.
"Shinigami…." Lord Death began, his giant gloved hand rising above his head.
"CHOP!"
His hand came crashing down on Spirit's head, creating a sort of river of blood from Spirit's head. He whimpered, then passed out.
"Now then kiddies, what were we talking about?" Lord Death pleasantly asked.
Everybody, with the exception of Spirit, sweatdropped.