This is my first Soul Eater fanfic. (Second actually, not counting the one that was so unpopular that I rewrote it as a story for Bleach) Chrona's a girl, and Ragnarok's human.
I don't own Soul Eater, or whatever I happen to reference.
"You two don't DARE come out till morning! No food for the next week either!"
There were two 14-year olds locked in the closet.
The pinkette started to cry.
"Shut up, Chrona! It's your entire fault! You keep screwing us over! We were almost out of here too."
"It's your fault too! You were the one who brought it up in the first place! We could have made an excuse, you know!"
The boy slapped her.
"HEY! That hurt!"
"Quit crying! She'll hear you, and then she'll beat you senseless…and..."
Chrona paused. "Thanks, I ap-"
" …. And I'm the only one allowed to do that here!"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means. Hey, I have an idea! How 'bout we strip down to our underwear and start making friendly noises? It'll be funny!"
"Why do we have to strip down to our underwear for that?"
"You're right; we should go all the way, let's go in the nude!"
"That's not what I mean, pervert! Besides, it's too cold! She wouldn't use her money on heating the closet."
"You're cold, then? I'm not. Just hungry, since last time we ate was yesterday morning!"
"I don't know how to deal with this."
Her stomach growled.
"Hold on, I think I have something in my jacket."
He dug around in his pockets and pulled out various things: a bunch of childhood Pokémon cards, the money that he had saved up, and…a huge bucket of Buffalo wings…
Chrona gaped.
"Wha... How?"
"When she sent me to get the groceries, I had some leftover cash. But if you want any, you gotta say, 'Ragnarok is king. All hail Ragnarok.'"
"But …aren't we supposed to stick up for each other?"
He clucked.
"Say it first."
"R-ragnarok is king. All h-hail R-ragnarok."
"Less stuttering."
"Ragnarok is king. All hail Ragnarok."
"All right, have a piece."
He handed her a wing. She wolfed it down like a hungry animal.
"Can I have seconds? "
"Nope, if you want more you gotta say, 'Ragnarok is sooooo sexy' Loud enough for Medusa to hear, in an extremely drunk-sounding and happy voice."
"I'm suddenly full."
They sat in awkward silence.
"You know, she might just let us out if we made some friendly noises."
"No, she wouldn't. She would lock us in longer."
"Chrona, are you cold?"
She looked down.
"Yeah."
"Well, let's keep warm, then!"
He tackled her.
She struggled to get free.
"You're insane, Ragnarok."
He tightened his grip on her.
"I know."
"I don't know how to deal with this."
"You could just fall asleep, Chrona."
"It's no use to try to get out, I guess."
And in twenty minutes, she had drifted off.
YAY! It's done! My first chapter is done! I should really work on my other fanfictions, but I started this one just because.