… Yes, I'm jumping into the abyss that is the 100 Themes Challenge. (It's a rather fun-looking, epic abyss, though…) I may not emerge victorious, but it's sure worth a try.

A good chunk of these are going to be Stein/Marie, implicit or otherwise, but some are going to be mainly about the other characters. (Soul/Maka will be included fo' sho'.) Some will be short (drabble length) and some will probably be long enough to be defined as 'one-shots'. (… there's a difference between those two, right? ____)

But they will all be receiving the very best of my loving fangirl care, even if I never finish this thing.

Without further ado (jeez that sounds so pretentious) let's start with the first one! Er, #86. Yeah.

Byt the way, just a canonity double-check - Death Scythe (Spirit) is sometimes referred to as just 'scythe', right? Not like it matters much, you guys will get it

PS- I dun own Soul Eater n____n

Marie nervously adjusted her green bandanna as she stepped inside the school. She carefully removed her coat as she walked toward her classroom, expecting to encounter a co-worker any second.

It was an unsuspecting Death Scythe who walked into her line of sight first. Marie waved a cheery hello, and he did likewise. "G'morning, Death Scythe, what are you here for—"

She stopped as his jaw dropped like he had seen Maka naked. She frowned and crossed her arms. "What?" she snapped as he stared at her.

"Spirit, I think she was playing with my chemicals last night," a low, deadpan voice announced behind her. Marie's blood ran cold as she realized her bandanna was missing and something was falling past her ears.

Scythe began to laugh. "You… your hair?!"

"STEIN!!" Marie whirled around and snatched the bandanna out of his hand. She opened her mouth to speak again, but found no words as her newly-dyed, shoulder-length, cherry-red hair cascaded free the rest of the way. Scythe's laughter echoed in her ears as she chased Stein down the hall, swinging her hammer arm as hard as she could. "YOU were the one who tampered with my shampoo!"

"Wait, you can't accuse me; of that; you have no proof…"

"Proof?! DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP, YOU—"

"When would I have tampered with it? I wasn't home when you showered." Stein dodged a particularly dangerous blow from the wrathful pseudo-redhead.

"That doesn't mean ANYTHING! And even if you didn't do it, why'd you have to go and yank my bandanna off?!"

"It's not like you could've hidden it all day or anything."

"Yes I could have! And then I could have made YOU fix it!"

Despite the havoc Marie was causing, Scythe didn't try to interfere, but began to contemplate how the students would react to her ridiculously red hair.

"I didn't even know they were living together." Scythe jumped as Justin spoke from behind him. "Is that even allowed?" the blonde continued, removing one earbud.

"Eh... no one's complained, and there haven't been any real problems before now." Except for, of course, when Marie's eyebrows mysteriously turned scarlet last week. They were still repairing the main entryway after her similarly destructive fit there. Scythe rubbed his forehead and hoped the mayhem would stop soon.

Somewhat crack-ish, but still a lot of fun to write~ I hope this was a good way to start the challenge. n__n;