Oh hey look everyone it's another weird one shot from the girl! Why is shewriting one shots and not updating I Mean She's? Sorryy, I'm working in it. It's almost done, honestly, I expect to update the new chapter in a day or so. Anyway, I've decided to make this into a thing. You know. The Almost a Mary Sue series. Since i got a lot of positive feedback from the Sebastian one. Whoop! K enjoy my weirdness guise.

Death the Kid swore never EVER to have anything to do with the Book of Eibon since he got sucked into it a year ago. So why, he asked himself, was he in another dimension? He had asked people where he was. Nevada, Las Vegas, was the answer he received. Yes, that was the area Death City was supposed to be in. But when he asked how to get to his hometown, people shook their heads and shrugged. Is that a hotel? They would ask. Never heard of it. And somehow, after wandering around for a good few minutes, he found himself sitting in a bookstore, surrounded by girls. He was confused, alright, but he reminded himself that he was a gentleman, and kept his collected expression as well as he could. Oh, but how he wanted to fix the symmetry. Arghhh bookstores were disgusting. The symmetry was off, how could anybody read in peace like this? By his calculation, their sales could increase by 20 percent is they just fixed the symmetry. Another sharp squeal broke him out of his internal rants. Could they ask him a question? Could they hug him? Could they get his picture? What? Why was he being accused of being a cosplayer? What in hell was a cosplayer? Cameras flashed, and he briefly lost his cool.

"Can't you take pictures one at a time or at least turn the flash off? It's so asymmetrical my head hurts!" he shouted.

And then, feeling guilty, he apologized. He had expected the girls to slap him or chastise him for being rude, but they just screamed louder and talked about how convincing his acting was. Wait huh? Suddenly, the girls were shooed away and an older woman in her thirties strided over, taking a seat across him as she signaled to the cameraman. Hey..Cameraman?

"Death the Kid, we have here. Very convincing cosplayer, I caught your outburst awhile ago. Tell me, where is the rest of the Soul Eater gang?" she questioned.

Soul Eater gang?

"Do you mean Soul, or all of us, with Black Star and Maka?" Kid asked.

"All of them."

"I don't know, honestly. I was reading the Book of Eibon out of curiosity and I'm convinced it took me here somehow."

The woman nodded and jotted down some notes on her clipboard. Since when did she have a clipboard?

"So, a question. Your OCD seems curable, but you don't seem to want to cure it. Why not?"

Kid felt a short burst of laughter bubbling up his throat, but he kept a straight face as he tried to answer the question he had mused over many times before in his life without laughing out loud.

"If I didn't have my OCD, dont you think I'd be too perfect? You know, like, a Mary-Sue." Kid replied, face barely stoic.

And seeing the shocked expression on the woman's face, Kid suddenly felt a wrench in his gut. Then darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting at his desk, asleep on top of the Book of Eibon. Had it simply been a dream? He chuckled. How strange.

K I'm sorry I made you go through that lol.

Signing off,

Whenidream xx