(I still don't own Soul Eater)
I am so stupid! What an idiot! That was so uncool!
I continued to curse myself under my breath as I rode home. Maka better fucking love this cupcake, but I highly doubted it was worth the hundred dollars. Damn Scam artist!
….
I got home late and, assuming Maka was asleep, crept into the kitchen. I unwrapped the expensive treat and put it on a plate. As I took the plate to Maka'a room, I noticed the sound of her sobs had left and the light was on inside. I knocked twice and set the plate down at the foot of the door. Soon after retreating to my room I heard Maka inspect the cupcake before taking it back to her room. I wished she would come out and talk to me. I thought about how I could see my friends smile again.
That night I had a dream about the similes that I loved and missed. I saw Maka's bright green eyes before they lost their shimmer. She watched me from atop the piano as I played an all too familiar song. Tsubaki served food and Black*Star yelled as he stood up on the couch. Liz tried to stop Kidd from rearranging the furniture and Patty was coloring a giraffe with Crona. Everyone was together and, more importantly, everyone was happy. Then I woke up.
I wanted to cry. I wanted the dream to be real. I opened my eyes and sat up. I sighed as I rubbed my face. I looked through the room for clothes to wear and after dressing; I walked to the kitchen for breakfast. The thought of my friends being together was like a song stuck in my head. It was all I could think about. The music, the food, my friends, it was perfect! But how could I possibly go about planning such a thing? I gasped. I was thinking of planning a party! I grabbed an apple off the basket on the counter and ran to my room to plan the party.
I opened my eyes and looked around. I was slumped against my bed and my head ached. Did I fall asleep? I stood up and looked out the window to see the sun, setting? What did I do with my day? I couldn't remember. I climbed onto my bed and fell back into a dreamless sleep.
Purr. Purr.
"Mmh. Five more minutes." I mumbled. I opened my eyes to see Blair crouched on top of me, in nothing but a towel.
"Hey there scythe-y boy." She smiled, "I need someone to take a bath with me!"
I put my hand up to my nose, awaiting the nosebleed as Blair's towel fell to the floor. I already felt dizzy from the blood loss. She pulled me into an inescapable hug. I squirmed to free myself from her grip as my head fell into her breasts. I could only pray that Maka wouldn't enter my room now. The last thing I needed was another Maka-Chop!
As I was freed from the sexy kitty's "attack" I yelled "No thanks Blair, I'm busy! And would it kill you to put some clothes on?"
"What's got you so busy?" Blair asked as she climbed on to my lap.
I closed my eyes and used my hands to block the nosebleed. "Well you know how grumpy everyone's been lately? I was actually planning a party to cheer everyone up!"
Blair tilted her head to the side as she processed what I said. She grinned and transformed into her cat form. "Sounds like a great idea! But if I come then you better have lots of fish!"
She meowed and hopped off my lap. I could hear Maka on the other side of the door. Knock knock.
"Soul, breakfast." Maka said from outside.
With a final purr, she jumped to the windowsill. Both head and tail high, she leaped out onto the street. I got up to meet Maka in the kitchen to find she started eating without me.
