Okay so I went to an anime convention over the weekend and cosplayers performed the most epic moment in SoMa vs. CroMa history so I had to write a fanfiction about it… with two different endings! Find the other one under the soulXmaka fics.
Imagine Soul and Maka wearing the spartoi uniform and Crona wearing white jeans with gangster cuffs instead of his man dress. (He was wearing a black long sleeve with his arm cuffs) and three inch Black wedge boots (that were four sizes too small, I might add)
Black*Star dragged a protesting Crona down the halls of the DWMA.
"Black*Star, I don't want to!" Crona whined.
When Maka was in sight, Black*Star shoved him towards Maka, and he fell due to his balance issues in his shoes. "Tell Maka you love her!" Black*Star ordered.
Soul's head whipped around and he stood in front of Maka "What!?" He demanded.
"It's true!" Crona said as he scrambled up from the floor "Look," He continued as he held up a small Maka Plushy "I have a mini version of her!"
Soul smirked "I have a full size actual version of her!" He said, gesturing to Maka.
"I'll trade!" Crona said, quickly shoving the plushy at Soul.
"You traded me for a doll?!" Maka asked before Soul could react, spreading her arms in disbelief.
"Well look at her, she wont hit me!" Soul responded, holding the plushy out to the side and gesturing to it.
Maka scoffed, turning around "I'm going to go read." She said as she walked away.
(A/N: Now for the second ending for CroMa shippers)
"She left! I don't know how to deal with this!" Crona said, watching Maka as she walked down the hall. Suddenly she turned around "Crona, come with me." She said.
"So," Maka started after a few minutes of walking "Was Black*Star just running his mouth again or is it true?"
"W-what?" Crona stammered, pretending not to understand to save him time.
"Is what Black*Star said true? Do you like me?" Maka asked.
Crona looked down at the ground shyly, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. "Ummm…"
"Crona, you know you can tell me anything." Maka said, patient with him as always.
"Yeah." It was barely a whisper, but Maka could still hear it.
"'Yeah' as in you know you can tell me anything or 'Yeah' as in you like me?"
"S-second one." Crona stammered softly.
Maka smiled at Crona sweetly, suppressing an 'awww'.
"Well I guess we'll see how this goes." She said.
Crona looked up at Maka, smiling shyly, the light pink still tinting his cheeks.
Okay, I don't know how I did this since I'm the biggest SoMa fangirl alive, this version was written for my friend who cosplayed as the crona that's in the first part. So yeah.