I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER

My story is a simple one.

When I was six years old, I picked up a skateboard for the first time.

My best friend supported me for all the time I was still practicing at skateparks. I entered my first composition when I was 11. 5 years after that I asked her to be my girlfriend. She agreed. I was almost killed when I told her overprotective dad. And when I say over protective,

Jesus,

I am not kidding.

Now, I'm 22. I'm a world famous skater. You may have heard of me.

Soul 'Eater'

Ring a bell?

I thought so.

Once you arrive, there's no going back.

Welcome to the Fantasy Factory.

I was riding my skateboard with my friend Black*Star.

"It's impossible Soul. ONLY A GOD COULD PULL SOMETHING LIKE THAT OFF! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He shouts.

"Yes I can Star. I've done it before, right Mak?" I called my girlfriend Maka, Mak for some reason that I never understood. She walked by holding her bulldog Azusa as she spoke.

"Don't hurt yourself. Again." She says as she sits on the top of a 50 foot tall ramp both animals in her lap. I point my finger at her.

"Hey! That was only once... mabie twice. Anyway, Star. A thousand says I can." I say. He just crosses his arms and nods. I was about to skateboard into a tub full of foam cubes after skating a 40 foot tall ramp into them. I start. I speed up and jump into the foam cubes. I see Star blink. I smirk and jump out of the cubes. I hold my hand out and smirk at Black*Star.

"Thousand please." I say victoriously. He just runs away. I smirk at Maka. She just looks at me. I look back at the Mustang parked not to far away. Then back at her.

"Wanna ride?" She nods and hops down. She gets into the passanger seat and I get in the driver's seat. I rev the engine as she clutches for dear life to her seat as I speed up a ramp. She screams. After various more screams and tricks I stop. I look back at her. She was out of breath.

"Never.. do that... again." She pants and looks at me. I smirk at her and open the door.

"Well, no can do. This is what everyone calls the Fantasy Factory. Also, I know you love it." I say. She gets out as we walk to the normal part of the house. She hops onto the kitchen counter as I get a Monster out of the frige. I toss her one as we talk for awhile when a tall blonde walks in. I look at her with red eyes. Not contacts, real red eyes with silver blonde hair.

Yeah, I'm albino.

"Oh, by the way, Mak, you're in a pagent." I say and take a sip of my drink. She does a siptake at me and looks at me.

"What?!" She shouts. I just laugh and smirk at her.

"So is Patty. We have a little bet with this. Whoever looses has to take a picture next to Star's buttcheek." I say. She just kicks me.

"Cheek to cheek?" She asks.

"Cheek to cheek." I clairify rubbing my shin in the prosses. She just growls at me.

"C'mon. We have a meeting." I say. She hops off the counter and follows me to the Fantasy Factory meeting room. I say to report there over the speaker. In 2 minutes everyone's there. Maka was on my lap as I spoke lounging over the couch and Maka lounging over me.

"Alright my children, Star who I would like to point out owes me a thousand dollars, have a bet. Patty and Maka are in a pageant. And whoever loses has to take a picture next to Star's buttcheek. Cheek to cheek." Maka glares at me, I just smirk.

"That is all." I say everyone leaves. Maka tries to get up but I grab her wrist and raise a brow.

"Where do you think your going?" I ask.

"To my room. It's 1 in the morning. I'm tired." She says. I get up with her. Her room was pretty cool. On one wall it had her name in purple graffiti on one wall. a transparent wall on the otherside over looking the Fantasy Factory.

"I wanna sleep with you." I insist. She sighs.

"It's the safest thing you'll ever do in your life." She says. I laugh and walk behind her. Azusa catching up to us as I close up the Fantasy Factory. I already se Maka undressing through the transpartent windows. (What? It's not like anyone else lives here..) We already broke her hymen so I really didn't matter as I got into bed with her as she got into bed in my clothes that I never wear. I look at her forest green eyes and brush her ash blonde bangs out of her face.

When I woke up. Maka was still asleep.

Perfect.

I snuck out of her bed making sure not to wake her up.

I sneak out to the ramp closest to Maka's room. I skate up to it with a bullhorn and shout.

"PAGEANT DAY ANGEL!"

She shoots out of bed. She glares at me.

"Come on Sleeping Beauty! ITS PAGEANT DAY!" I shout as I make my way back up the ramp. She trudges out of bed.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." I go to my room and come out in Eater shoes, Eater flatbill hat, Eater everything. I had my own line of clothes. I grab Maka's pageant dress and I walk out to her in a tshirt and jeans.

"C'mon Mak. KIDD!" I shout. I hear over the loud speaker.

"The car's outside." He says calmly. I walk with Maka out to the Hummer truck and we both get in. She notices the thing in my hand.

"What's that Soul?" She asks.

"Oh, I have to get my fathering voice ready." I say. I inhale the helium from the balloon.

"Alright. Now, no stress, but if you mess this up, I will kill your family." I say. My voice deeper than it was before. She laughs so hard.

AFTER THE PAGEANT

"And... the first runner up is.. Maka Albarn in the 18 to 25 division!" Everyone claps. Patty ended up winning. I ask for the microphone and the lady gladly gave it to me.

"Everyone, these two girls, Maka and Patty, where apart of a bet that whoever loses, had to take a picture next to this guys buttcheek." I say pointing to Black*Star. Everyone laughs and files out of the building.

When we got home, Star's ass was ready. I kneel in front of it. Ready with the camera.

"C'mon Mak. You lost the bet." I say.

"I don't wanna!" She complains. I smirk.

"Maka, you lost the bet." I say. She sighs and gets next to it. After a couple of pictures, and laughs. Maka decided to skate a little. She didn't skate as much as me. But she did.

We stayed like that for awhile

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