Framed Act 1-change (side 1: maka)
Note: dear reader before you read this there are something's I should warn you about 1) Cursing 2) Adult situation 3) The fact that I wrote this in my underwear. Yeah didn't expect that did you, well try getting that image out of your head! Anyway enjoy!
A sound soul dwells in a sound mind and a sound body. Those were the words I would always repeat to myself over and over again...
Yesterday- it was a Friday had issue a pop quiz and as usual I was acing it well on the other hand soul thought that this was the perfect time to take a nap, I was about to maka chop him when Stein-sensei came up to me.
Dr Stein: Excuse me, maka?
Maka: yes Stein-sensei?
Dr Stein: Lord Death requests your presence.
Maka: why?
Dr Stein: he would not specify but it had sounded urgent so hand over your test and head over to lord death's office.
Make: Yes sir soul wake up soul... Makaaa chop! X10
Soul: ugh! What the hell maka I was having a good dream!"
Maka: Yeah I could tell from the fact that you kept saying oh yeah blare take it all in, don't worry maka you'll have your turn. God sometimes you can be so disgusting soul.
Soul: Wait a minute I was...
Maka: Whatever soul, anyway lord death has called us to his office.
Soul: Maka wait! Slow down, I can explain!
During that moment all I could think of was what shingami-sama wanted. Even ignoring the fact that soul was having a disgusting dream in which I hope that he was using a condom in it, but the surprise that was instore would prove to be something that we would never expect...
Black star: Soul, maka, Lord Death called you guys up here too?
Maka-yeah?
Black star: Any ideas why he called us here?
Maka: No.
Death the kid: Well if my father didn't specify why he wanted us here then it must be something very important.
Soul: wah! Where the hell did you come from?
Death the kid: The front door.
Maka: okay someone should probably call him?
Liz: Well since you suggested it, you do it.
Make: ok I'll do it, let's see 42-42-56...
Death scythe: that won't be necessary...
Maka: Papa what are you doing here?
Death scythe: ...
Maka: Papa why are you crying?
Death scythe: b-by order of death you are under arrest for the death of several innocent people and of a death scythe.
Sid: Sorry guys...
Make: Wait, what?
Us a group of death scythes led by Sid arrested us thoughts were racing through my head, as I tried to rap my head around what was happing. but soon I felt a sharp sting feeling in my head and as I blacked out I saw my papa crying for the first time repeating the words "I'm sorry " over and over again and all I could bring myself to say was " I hate you papa..."