"SOUL!!!" Maka shouted from the kitchen. It was holiday morning. Soul always..always..Overslept…
"How long you want to sleep,huh," He slowly get out from his bed and changed his pajamas to casual clothes. Dun want to hear more babbling from his meister. Jeans and t-shirt.
"Hey Maka, what are you doing?" The silver-haired asked as he saw Maka at the kitchen.
"Ohh…I'm reading a book," Maka said.
Soul made a puzzled face. She was cooking but she said she reading a book.
"Oi-dun fool me," the forest green eyes started to laugh.
"You see I'm cooking but still want to ask me-," Maka turned to his anger face.
Soul took a sit. He didn't want to start a fool argue with her in the morning.
"Ahh…its smell good," Soul started to change his mood. At least he tried.
"Of course-," Maka turned back to her cooking pan.
"It was Fried Medusa's Eyes," Soul suddenly fell from his chair.
"What-!!"
Within a minute Maka started to laugh again.
"Maka, please dun makes me like an idiot," Soul said and makes him comfortable on his chair-after he fell down.
"I'm hate you, Maka" the scythe said.
Maka turned around, took two plates. Then places bacons in each plates.
"No...You dun hate me?" Maka started to walk closer to Soul. "Isn't right?"
"Yeah.I'm really hate you, Maka" Soul that one of plates in Maka hands.
Suddenly, "Muaaahhhh!" Maka kissed his partner's cheek.
Soul hands flew over to the cheek she had kissed.
"I HATE you too, Soul" Maka smiled with a blushed on her face.