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It was another lazy Sunday in Death city. The weekend had been a rather interesting one for two certain meisters and one weapon. If you hear their names, you couldn't forget them. They were Soul 'Eater' Evens, Black Star, and Death's own son, Death The Kid. During the night before this current day, they were at a sleepover at Gallows Mansion with their partners Maka, Tsubaki, the Thompson sisters, and their friend Crona. As customary at every sleepover, they were playing truth or dare and the three teens had all been dared to vandalize the patchwork lab, which was their professor's, Dr. Stien and his roommate Marie's house. Now you're probably wondering why all three of them went on the dare, but as some would know anything can happen when you're playing Patty's version of the game. Anyway, they arrived at the lab with spray paint, eggs, and the classic tool for vandalizing someone's house, toilet paper. (Which was folded.) They had everything they needed, and they were about to start, but as fate would have it, the mad professor sensed their Souls and they were all caught. And now, on this lazy Sunday at noon, all three boys found themselves in the patchwork lab cleaning up.

"I can't believe we're stuck in this insane asylum cleaning," Black Star whined from his sitting position in Stien's rolling chair as he watched Kid and Soul clean.

"Well, maybe if you would help, then we would get done faster," Soul said highly annoyed. Black Star shook his head.

"No, I'd just end up breaking things and there would be more for you two to clean," he said spinning around a bit. Kid looked at him a bit alarmed.

"He's right," Kid said a little surprised. Black Star nodded in agreement.

"I'm always right," he said as he stood up and left the room.

"Black Star get back here," Soul said, but in return the blue haired meister just waved and continued walking. Kid sighed.

"Just let him leave. It'll be easier this way," he said. Now, in another room, Black Star began to dig around. He found little glass bottles with liquid in them and organized them so that if you looked at them from above they read "Black Star". Black Star giggled at his own 'awesomeness' then began to walk around more. He came across a table with different color liquid flowing into each other, test tubes, and beakers. Black Star looked at the colors that were mixing together, they made a yellowish green looking color. He smiled as idea formed in his head. He went over to the bottles that he had arranged earlier and began mixing them in the liquid and of course laughing while doing so. He mixed in red, gold, orange, purple, and black. He giggled and rearranged the bottles to spell his name again.

"That's what the professor gets for messing with ME," he said to himself as he left the room. He decided to just go home, and he passed Soul and Kid on his way out. "Bye, guys," he said as he exited. Soul groaned.

"It's not like we didn't expect this to happen," Kid said. Soul nodded.

"I guess you're right," he said. They both turned around and entered the room that Black Star was last in. Soul was the last to enter so he closed the door after himself.

"It smells a little strange in here," Kid said. Soul shrugged and began examining the room to find out what needed to be cleaned. His eyes scanned over and he saw the glass bottles that spelled out Black Star's name. Soul sighed.

"I'm so not surprised," he said. Kid nodded. He as well as Soul noticed that nothing in the room other than the bottles needed to be cleaned.

"I guess we're done," the demon scythe concluded.

"Yeah," Kid said looking at the mixture that Black Star had concocted. Smoke started to spill out of it. "Let's go," Kid added. Soul didn't have to be told twice.

It was later that same day. Stein had been out while the three boys had been cleaning and so had Maire. Stein walked into the lab like house. He was a bit impressed. He was surprised that his house could look so clean. He wasn't that surprised though, because Kid was OCD and everything in his eyes had to be symmetrical, and everything was symmetrical. Stein had noticed some newly bought items just for the purpose of his house obtaining perfect symmetry. Stein sighed at that. It wasn't something to be unexpected when Kid was around. He walked through the rooms of his house to inspect. The boys had been ordered to clean every room except his and Marie's. Stein walked into his dissection room. He noticed that he now had two of every surgical instrument that he owned and two trays to hold them in, on each side of the operating bed. Stien walked into his computer room. The books had been arranged by size and were dusted. Then Stein walked into the room in his house used for experiments. He saw the glass bottles that formed the name "Black Star" Stein wasn't surprised, but he was surprised that neither Soul nor Kid decided to clean it up. Stein put his bottles back where they belonged; however, he stopped when he had noticed a strange smell. His looked over to the table in the room that contained several compound and mixtures. At the end of a swirly cord connecting about three beakers and two test tubes together was one big beaker. He had started that experiment earlier, but something about it seemed different. He was supposed to end up with a melting solution that was a yellowish green substance. Instead he was left with a weird blackish silver substance and he had no idea what it did. Stein sighed. He had never failed an experiment. He grabbed a glass bottle and carefully poured the weird liquid in it. Then he labeled it 'Unknown' and left the room.

"Maka, my head hurts. Did you poison me?" Soul asked from his laying position on the couch. Maka threw a cook book at him that hit him on his back. She was currently in the kitchen making dessert.

"Soul, don't complain about my cooking! You skipped out on your turn to cook five nights in a row! So, you can't tell me anything!" Maka yelled she was kind of pissed. Soul held his head. It would not stop throbbing and Maka's yelling didn't help either, but Soul continued to test her anger.

"Maka, you know as well as I do that it's a women's job to cook. Now, I know you probably get confused and all due to the fact that you can't tell you're a women because of your flat chest, but I forgive you," he said. Maka slammed down the mixing spoon she was using. She walked into the living room with a calm expression on her face, then she grabbed an encyclopedia. She flipped to the last page to see how many pages it had in it. She did that for several books until the finally found one worthy enough and she smiled. Soul didn't really understand what she was doing, so he just sat up and turned on the t.v. Maka sat next to him with the book in her hand still smiling, then out of nowhere she yelled her signature battle cry.

"MAKA CHOP!" That was the last thing Soul heard before he was knocked down to the ground unconsciously.

"Are you okay?" Liz asked as her meister got up to go to bed a little earlier than usual. Kid, Liz, and Patty were all watching a movie in their living room, then Kid who really didn't seem all that tired decided to call it an early night. Kid shook his head a little.

"My head hurts really bad," he said. Patty began to giggle at the movie, even though it was a tragedy type of genre. Liz looked at him curiously.

"Really, do Shinigami even get headaches?" She asked. Kid shrugged.

"I don't know, but I have one so I'm guessing yes," he said. Liz rolled her eyes a bit.

"You can be such a little smart ass sometimes," she said as her meister went up the stairs. Kid had no idea as to what could have caused his headache. He decided to skip showering for that night. Kid changed his clothes then got into bed. He almost instantly fell asleep.

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