Well, here it is! Part three to the Fluffy series! This one takes more of a spotlight to Callie too as well as the Soka! Anyway, this idea was derived from an idea sent in by SakuandSayo-CLAMPGirlForever

If you have any requests or ideas for bonus chapters to Fluffy Puppy or Fluffy Kitten, let me know. And if you haven't read either, you better before you read this mess.

!Go read Soul's Fluffy Kitten first and then Fluffy Puppy Trio before you read this!

Anyway, this also tells what was on Black Star and Kid's collars from Fluffy Puppy too.

I do not own Soul Eater but I own Callie!

So hang on tight!

Soul and Maka's Fluffy Family

Chapter One: Callie's New Friend or Foe?

It amazed Maka that Soul wasn't home yet, although apparently everyone else was home. Kid and the Thompson sisters were in the living room as were Black Star and Tsubaki. She had simply sent him out for him to get some groceries. She was wearing her cat collar around her wrist and Soul wore his dog collar around his wrist too. Black Star's was now a key ring he carried, although it only held him and Tsubaki's apartment key at the moment. Kid used his as a key ring too considering wearing it would make him asymmetrical. Soul didn't care about the asymmetry, he cared that it caused him to match Maka in a way. Uncool isn't it? Who cares?

Either way, Callie was at Maka's side happily and Blair was standing by Callie, in her cat form for once out of her usual preference. Maka was just standing at the counter reading while a casserole cooked in the oven and her friends babbled on the couch. She did worry though in the back of her mind. Where could Soul be? Sighing, Maka grasped her collar around her wrist. She wanted to know where her boyfriend was and she wanted to know now-before she went crazy or something. Tired of the ache in her head, she decided to start conversation for herself.

"Hey guys, did you ever see what was written on the back of your collars?" Maka asked, recalling that each girl had written something on the back of the boys' collar tags.

Black Star's face reddened while Kid smiled, but a tint of pink was on his face. Tsubaki chuckled and recited what she had put on Black Star's;

"I always have your back, no matter what you say or do," Tsubaki recited.

Sure enough, that was indeed the message on Black Star's. Kid's had two messages, one from each twin;

'You saved us, so we will help you! Yay!' from Patty
'Even when you act like an idiot, you're still our idiot. We'll protect you Kid,' from Liz

Maka grinned as the others went back conversing and she pulled herself back again. She just didn't know what to say; she was too worried. She recalled what she had put on the back of his collar.

'As I am your Kitten, you are my Puppy. I'll make sure I take as good care of you as you did me. You already know I love you Soul, because I truly do. With every bit of my soul wavelengths.'

It was now about a week since the boys had been turned into dogs and a little bit more than a month since Maka's adventure as a kitten. That's why almost everyone had a collar; only Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty had been left out of the fun. Callie and Blair had been instrumental too, although Blair hadn't really been so much involved in the dog fiasco.

The oven beeped, summoning Maka's attention. It took all of her willpower to not scream and kick the oven for disturbing her train of though. She did, however, manage to not that it was not the oven's fault that Maka was on edge. Nor was it the group of five across the room blabbing about godliness, symmetry, collar, basketball, messages, and other stuff. She lifted her collared wrist to her face and touched her forehead to it, hoping Soul was alright. Unfortunately, the oven beeped again, furious that it had not been attended to and the group carried on.

"I, as your god, demand that you silence that ridiculous oven!"

"Shut up Black Star," muttered Maka, "I shut up the oven when I want to."

"She's just worried about her boyfriend!" called Patty jokingly.

"Patty!" cried Liz.

"Oh for the pity of asymmetry!" Kid cried.

"What the hell Kid?" Liz asked.

"Seriously? How does that fit?" inquired Tsubaki.

Maka muttered a few choice words as she pulled the casserole from the oven using mitts and set it carefully on the counter. It looked great and Maka soon glared in the direction of the door she wanted to open and let her dear boyfriend into the house again.

"Soul," she murmured, "-you better walk your hind end through the door before I cut into this casserole and officially lose my mind."

It was at the instant that the door opened and a certain albino popped in through the door. He had two things, one being a bag of groceries and the other being a closed cardboard box with about five holes in the top.

"Soul!" screamed Maka, dropping the knife and striking her foot with the aforementioned object in the same sentence.

She yelped but rushed over to the door as her friends laughed at her from the couch. Soul looked at her with a very sensitive and concerned look in his eyes.

"Um...Maka...can I talk to you in another room for a second?"

Maka bit her lip but nodded. She poked her head through the doorway at the others.

"I'll be back you guys, just wait up."

"Okay!" called Tsubaki.

"Mew!" cheered Callie.

Maka headed down the hall with Soul who started looking more and more unnerved. They reached Maka's room and entered, where Soul set the groceries and box down.

"Alright, I um...I was walking home and I encountered something..."

Soul sighed and just opened the box. Maka gasped as the item inside let out a small whimper and a call of greeting.

"Ohh...oh crap. It...it's so cute...but...but what about Callie Soul?"

"That's the only uncool problem. I know it's uncool, but I couldn't just leave him behind to die. He was in that really bad alley and I could tell he was hungry..."

"You did the right thing Soul, you really did...I'm just worried about our little daughter Callie. We all know she has bad memories from you losing your human mind as a dog..." Maka sighed.

Maka reached out and picked up Soul's prize. He was a small little fluffy white furred Siberian Husky puppy. He rested comfortably in Maka's arms, being that he was much tinier than Soul had been. The adorable little guy opened his eyes, to show that they were crimson red as they gleamed in the room's soft light.

"I know...I'm sorry Kitten."

She shook her head, "Don't be sorry Soul, it's fine. Look how cute he is. He's almost as adorable as you."

Her voice squeaked and Soul blushed.

"Maka! Don't call me adorable! That's uncool..."

"It is not. You're just embarrassed, so funny."

Maka kissed him softly on the lips and the pup in her arms gave his version of one of Callie's approval meows.

"I have only one question," Maka began as they traded the kiss for a hug in order to replenish oxygen.

"What Kitten?" Soul asked as she rested her head on his shoulder.

The puppy was fine, considering Soul was careful to leave him space.

"How are we going to introduce him and Callie?"

"Uh...I have no idea..."

"This is going to be difficult..."

Soul pulled back and rubbed his hair before huffing.

"It's like those stupid stories where there's already a kid and then a new baby comes in and all goes crazy!" Soul proclaimed, plopping onto her bed, "Why did I have to be such an uncool idiot?"

Maka glanced down at the puppy, who was looking up at her as if to say 'Is he freaking serious?'

Maka laughed internally at her idea of the dog's thoughts and sat down on her bed by Soul as she patted his back.

'I can't believe we're 16 and acting like a freaking married couple! Oh well, I do love him and he does love me. That is why this will work. This is why we won't become like my parents,' Maka thought.

She sighed, "Soul, it's fine. You weren't uncool, but now you're being uncool. Chill out, it's fine. We'll find a way. For now, let's leave this little one in your room with a plate of my casserole I made. He can meet Callie when our house doesn't include Black Star, Tsubaki, Kid, and the Thompson sisters."

Soul nodded, "Okay, that sounds cool."

Maka replaced the pup in the box and headed back to the kitchen. She plopped a serving of the chicken casserole onto a paper plate and handed it to Soul. She nodded to him and he left the room. Everyone eyed him confusedly and more so when he returned a moment later completely empty handed. Maka handed out the plates she had made for the others and then served some to Soul. She served Callie her cat food, which Callie appreciated just fine, and then handed Blair a serving of it before serving herself and taking a seat by Soul on the couch.

"So what were you two doing?" asked Patty, poking Maka's arm.

"Having a very important discussion," Maka answers before standing up.

She sets her plate down and heads out of the room. The others watch as she returns with the plate that disappeared and collects another serving before walking it out.

"What the hell is she doing? Feeding the floor?" asked Liz.

"Um...no," Soul answered, biting on his lip.

Callie suddenly looked over at Soul, her cat ears twitching. What the hell was he talking about? Everyone gave Soul a strange look and he waved it off.

"Don't worry about it guys."

Maka returned without the plate and served herself again.

"Maka, who are you feeding?" Tsubaki inquired.

Maka laughed nervously and eyed Callie.

"I can't really say...it's kind of...um...hard to explain."

Everyone, including Callie, eyed her. Callie soon stood up, officially suspicious. She walked from the room and Maka quickly elbowed Soul before pointing.

"Crap!" he yelped.

"Now is as good as any time. Come on you guys," Maka sighed before following after her cat.

Soul followed first before the others, including Blair, followed. Maka opened Soul's door and faced Callie with her new housemate. She stared from her golden eyes while Soul and Maka held their breaths. It was a long minute as the others either gasped or awed at the puppy eating up the second serving of casserole.

"Merow!" she wailed fearfully.

The puppy looked up and barked playfully before rushing towards Callie, wishing to play. Callie wanted none of it as she ran desperately. The puppy chased her, yapping cheerily and playfully, but Maka lifted the puppy, whom quickly whimpered.

"Sorry little guy. Callie's a bit scared and she's been traumatized before you. Don't worry," Maka whispered.

The puppy looked on mournfully, wishing he could have just played with the cat. Callie cowered in Maka's room, under her bed, afraid of the new animal who just wanted to be her friend.