A/N: I found these prompts from tumblr and have been looking for an excuse to finally write some Soul Eater. So, disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater and I hope you enjoy my first time tackling some Soul Eater one shots! I have a couple story inspirations for the anime/manga series so these are kind of like warm ups for me to get used to writing the SE characters. :)
Prompt: "I woke up this morning to find you sitting in my living room with a goat in a poncho? Who are you? Why is the goat wearing a poncho? How did you get the goat in here i live on the 12th floor?" AU.
Soul Evans felt he was a rather calm and collected individual. He had mastered the art of controlling his emotions from a very young age out of necessity and felt quite proud of himself for the accomplishment. He could maintain his indifferent, cool facade in generally every setting and circumstance he found himself thrown into.
He knew all of this to be true but Soul knew for a fact that this was pushing even his own limits when it came to keeping cool.
"What. The. Ever. Fuck," he gasped out upon entering the room of his dorm.
There, in the center of the modest dorm was the roommate his university had paired him with for his freshman year of university. The blue haired young man was sitting quietly in the middle of the floor, a serene smile plastered to his face, "Welcome back, Soul my man!"
The fair haired boy blinked and attempted to right himself in this twilight zone he had incidentally walked into before replying, "Care to explain why there's a goat in our dorm, Black Star?"
Soul was actually quite proud of himself for keeping his voice composed and indifferent, throwing himself a mental party in congratulation.
"Oh Billy here? Found him on my way home and thought he seemed like a worthy enough pet for a god like me!"
Soul cringed at the volume Black Star tended to talk in, "Billy? You named it?"
"Well duh?" as if it were the most obvious thing in the universe. As if Soul was the crazy one here. As if having a pet at all was in the dorm rule book.
Wait, was Billy wearing a poncho?
"Why is he wearing a poncho?" Soul found himself vocalizing.
"Cause he looks cold and this is all I have for coats," Black Star shrugged nonchalantly as he began petting Billy's snow white hair. The goat in question seemed completely indifferent to the situation he found himself in.
Soul decided to not ask why a bright this bright, obnoxious chevron patterned poncho was the only thing his roommate possessed in terms of warmer outer wear, instead choosing to tackle another question as to how Black Star had acquired his new four legged friend, "How'd you get it in here?"
"What? You think I couldn't carry him up the stairs?"
"Twelve flights of them though?" Soul shook his head, "Whatever, I'm sure he's nice and all but he can't stay here."
Black Star looked like a stricken puppy as he pealed his eyes away from Billy and quickly turned to look at Soul, "What the fuck, man, what'd Billy ever do to you?"
Soul sighed and shook his head in irritation, "He didn't need to do anything, we can't have pets in the dorm and you know it."
The blue haired boy sighed, seeing the reason behind Soul's argument, "I guess you're right."
The white haired boy felt himself looking composure at Black Star's melodramatic pouting fest. Soul could practically see the rainy clouds building up over his roommate's head as he hung his head and pulled Billy into his lap, receiving a rather obnoxious bleat from the goat as it protested. Soul refused to be pulled into the severe case of whiny pouting Black Star was guiltily using against him. No, not this time. He would continue to set his foot down because having a goat live with them was not only against the rules but also a big responsibility; he was sure neither of them were capable of taking care of a goat when they could hardly keep themselves fed, cleaned, and cared for. Nope. Wasn't going to happen. Black Star was not going to win his way.
"But I mean," Soul scratched the back of his head almost embarrassingly, "it's getting kinda late so I guess we can deal with him tomorrow and he can at least stay tonight."
It was like night and day. Black Star bounced right up to his feet, causing Billy the goat to come flying off his lap at the boy's over exuberance, "You mean it?!"
"Shhh, keep the fuck down," Soul cringed, "Yes, yes, he can stay, jeez. Just no messes and you feed and keep him clean. We'll figure out what to do with him in the morning. But only one night, got it?"
If Black Star had a tail, it'd be whacking back and forth in a frenzy, "You won't regret this, Soul! I owe you and god's keep their promises so don't you worr—"
"Yea yea, it's nothing," Soul waved him off before tossing his side bag and notebook on his desk, "just keep it down so security doesn't flip and kick us all out or some shit. I'm gonna shower then bed."
"Righty-O!"
Grabbing his bathroom stuff, Soul immediately left the petting zoo that was his dorm and headed down the hall to the communal showers.
He could guarantee that nothing in the university handbook could have ever prepared him for the whirlwind that was his roommate.
A/N: I apologize for this absolute utter nonsense. R&R!