Alright last chapter is finally back. Thanks for all the support from old and new readers. I would say it's been a blast xD but reposting isn't how I enjoy spending my time honestly.

So remember how I mentioned that at every school-related party thirty girls end up crying?

Yeah let's back up a second so I can explain the last god awful day of a shitty month.

For one thing, I slept until past noon; that much was really nice. Maka had left out sometime before then to go shopping with her mom, but this meant…

"Rise and shine Soul-y!"

Boobies… I mean, Blair.

"Go away, I'm sleeping."

"That's no fun! C'mon play with Blair it's a holiday ya' know!"

"No." Under the covers I retreated, and they were gone shortly after because Blair has magic on her side.

Maka not being home meant I didn't get hit; not getting hit meant that nothing could distract Blair away from me which meant she spent an hour chasing me around rubbing her naked- stuff all over me, making my damn nose bleed. I only escaped her because Tsubaki showed up to borrow Maka's curling iron and Blair decided to follow her in hopes of playing hair stylist.

Getting all dressed up really was a pain in the ass, but I should admit riding my bike in a suit had to look even cooler than it felt. Of course I didn't dare show up to the party early; I waited so I was fashionably late by about half an hour. Late enough to see Kami angrily storming down the academy steps; about what; well there was no telling.

Just another party at the academy, Kid wasn't playing door greeter which I had to admit was somewhat refreshing as he usually spent an hour gaping at any guests that weren't symmetrical. I ran into Harver before seeing any other Spartoi members and killed a good ten minutes chatting with him and some random friend of his about guitar chords before Tsubaki showed up with Blackstar.

"Is Maka around anywhere?"

"She's got to be around here somewhere; she was supposed to head over with her mom and I saw Kami when I was on my way in."

"Her mom and Miss Marie are on the stairs out front arguing, I was hoping she'd be with you rather than around that." And it was time to go fine my meister.

But wait it's party checklist time!

The following elements are required for any and all school-related parties:

1. Girls crying
2. Cat fights
3. Adult P.D.A.s
4. Break ups
5. Hook ups
6. Guys punching each other
7. Spiked punch

Given that they're both grown women, I'd say an argument on the stairs out front counts as a cat fight.

It made sense to check that area first since the main concern was Maka not getting involved so it's not like I was just going out to watch the verbal bloodbath.

"And that's not your business Mjolnir."

"But telling you that you're a bitch is my business."

I hope Marie realizes that cussing out Kami in front of a small pack of curious students means she can never say anything to us about cussing. I'd like to mention that she was holding a cup of punch so a logical person might suspect that it had already been spiked.

"You don't even know what you're talking about."

"Yes I do.

I went back to looking for Maka, as interesting as it could have been to watch the two fight it out I figured it wasn't that important, Kami just probably said something against Stein. I circled the giant ball room a few times and didn't see Maka, I noticed Spirit and he actually looked sober, I was about to be desperate enough to ask him to locate her for me when Kim popped up.

"What did you do to Maka?"

Why the hell does everyone assume that when she's upset?

"I haven't even spoken to her since last night."

"What did you two fight about?"

"We didn't she just left this morning to go shopping with her mom before I woke up we didn't even ride here together."

"Oh, well I just saw her in the courtyard moping and Kidd was trying to talk to her but it's Kidd so you know it won't help much."

When I got outside Maka was right where Kim said she'd be with Kidd sitting on the opposite side of the bench. Maybe he had been standing at the door but thought to coerce Maka into being away from the giant scene Marie and Kami were causing. Maybe that was thinking too much into it. Probably not that important.

"Ah Soul." He froze for a second with a serious look on his face and for one really awkward moment I wanted to ask if I was interrupting something. "You would be so symmetrical if you'd just fix your hair."

Typical Kid.

I rolled my eyes "Yeah, no."

He stood up, carefully taking care of any wrinkles that could have made their way into his clothing while he was sitting. "So disappointing." His back was turned to Maka so she didn't see him mouth "You got this?" to me; I just nodded in response and leaned against the side of the bench that Maka occupied.

"You know you're totally talking my thing from me."

"Do what?"

"My party thing, the thing where I'm the broody one."

"Oh." She was quiet aside from a small sigh

"So you gonna' talk or something? I don't think you'd want me to bring you a plate of raw fish."

She shrugged; I had to glance around to make sure no one was around so my man-card would be preserved.

So what is it about hugs that make upset people cry? It's not supposed to work like that. Like I said earlier, girls always end up crying at parties; just not girls like Maka who don't have romance issues, toss themselves off of bridges when fighting immortal werewolves, willingly use black blood to face off against enemies, go after the wavelength that they notice as threatening rather than going away from it. Maka is not the crying type, I've seen her legitimately cry maybe a total of five times since we became partners and only once or twice can I say that the reason was stupid. If Maka's crying there's usually something very wrong.

Also this was on my check list so technically 3 out of 7 at this point, 2 and a half if you want to be technical since I didn't know for sure that the punch was spiked.

"Did you get some bad news or something?" Maybe Crona? It's not like she'd stopped worrying over Crona just because of a busy month.

Now some girls have the amazing ability to look pretty when they cry; Maka is not one of them, girls that look pretty when they cry are almost always girls who cry over everything. Even still… Maka Albarn looks pretty ruff when she cries and that's putting it in the nicest way possible.

She also sucks at crying, I can hardly understand a word she says when she's crying and she sobs so loud it's almost awkward. "T-this is the-" Sob "w-worst-" Sob, sob, "month ever."

Hold up a second, where was all the frustration and shit during the month? Ya' know when her mom was being a douche, her parents were sucking face, we were getting maybe 5 hours of sleep a night and she was busting her ass over school mostly to impress the douche of a mom.

"Are you crying over stuff that's pretty much over? There's only like 4 hours left in the month. You're being a little backwards here."

"I don't care." She sniffled before going back to loud sobbing and right then I realized that her runny mascara would probably never come off the white tie I was wearing. Fuck; this woman is going to make me go broke on clothing if she keeps bleeding on my stuff and getting makeup on it.

"Do I need to beat the shit out of someone?" I was really hoping she wasn't crying over her mom, maybe some guy or someone I could actually punch.

Yeah I did offer to help complete my own party checklist… what of it?

She didn't answer and just kept crying.

"Blackstar and Kidd will probably help…"

Still fucking crying.

"We can try getting Patty to jump in too, you know; Blackstar might've had to go back through puberty when she kicked him."

A small triumph, a tiny slightly choked-up giggle; that was more like it. I really suck at dealing with crying in general and Maka crying is hard for most people to deal with, I'd think; I'm not sure that I've ever gotten to see other people deal with her crying.

I sat down beside her because my damn dress shoes are the most painful things ever.

"My mom doesn't have nuts for Patty to kick."

"What'd she do this time?"

"She-"she paused for a sniffle "Well you say it like you expected it." What did she expect after I watched her mom be a bitch all month long?

"Didn't expect her to do it right now but, I don't know she seems a little less amazing than I've been told." I put it as nice as I could.

"Mmm well the stories really are true; she's an amazing meister… just not the best at other stuff. It's stupid to be t-this upset."

"What exactly did she do?"

She whipped at her face effectively smearing mascara or eyeliner one, I have no idea…

"Mama and I aren't the one ones who shop for formal wear last minute. Papa showed up to the shop to pick up a suit, and mama came knocking on the fitting room door to tell me that she couldn't stick around; she tossed her travelers checks under the door and left. I didn't even like the stuff in that store but I left a lot faster when Papa started nagging me to let him tag along, with me. I was trying to ignore him and thinking of just heading back to the apartment when I ran into Miss Marie, she talked me into going into a store and I got this… I guess it all turned out okay." She slumped up against me and sobbed again… not even asking if I wanted to be a human pillow "I think I'm being a b-brat."

"Because you're upset that your mom ditched you in a store because your dad happened to show up?"

"More or less. But she's been here all month and I've hardly seen her, I thought she was busy but she had time to suck face with Papa. I guess I remind her too much of him, I think she hates me."

"She's, just jealous." Thank you Professor Stein because I'm not sure I could have figured out what to say otherwise and that silence was just about to be too long.

"W-what?"

"She's totally jealous. You made a Death Scythe at a younger age, you've got a fucking- like angel soul, badass soul perception skills. She's a powerful meister but look at who is considered a better meister- Stein, her ex's ex partner and you respect him and talk to him more, if not get along with him better than your mom. You also managed to get a partner that is way cooler than what she had even if she's not up for admitting that."

"You're definitely cooler than Papa."

"It's a total understatement really."

She stood up whipping at her face smearing makeup even more "I look like shit don't I?"

I had to think for a second and carefully examine her to come up with a way to describe her face. "You look like a sharpie accident."

When the door to the nearest girls bathroom was locked Maka was considering going upstairs but my dress shoes, as I've already mentioned hurt like a bitch so I voted for just shoving her unwillingly into the men's room, it has mirrors, sinks and it's not like anyone would even be nearby it.

She came to a quick stop trying to make it harder for me to push her in but I wasn't having her stubborn attitude and kept pushing until I heard it…

"Maka!" Miss Marie's voice squeaked in shock and then I saw it. Spirit Albarn and Marie Mjlonir. Marie standing against the wall of a stall and spirit leaning against it looking as if he was cornering her, for a brief second I thought we'd walked into an adult P.D.A. that I could check off my Party Checklist.

"Papa!" Maka gasped

"Soul!" Spirit sounded slightly mad

And well since we were all yelling the names of one another I figured I might as well

"Death Scythe!"

And all at once

"It's not what it looks like!"

Admittedly, if it was what it looked like at least Miss Marie would make an okay step-mom right?

"I-I was just talking to Miss Marie about how she and Stein were trying to show Kami that-"

Marie cut him off "Your father's drunk!" No he actually looked sober for once

"No I'm, not. Wait Maka have you been crying?" cue her father invading all of the space surrounding her face "Makaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Tell Papa what's wrong, let me help you my angel!"

"Papa get off I don't want a hug!"

"What was he doing to you Makaaaaaaaaaa?"

If I was going to do anything to Maka why would I choose to do it on campus at a party?

"He was making come in here me clean my face because the girls' room is locked now let go!"

He wasn't letting go. "Makaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Spirit it took us two hours to pick out that dress and if you tear it up I swear I'll-"

"Maka CHOP!"

And after Spirit getting an icepack from Stein for his damaged head, Maka and Marie taking way more time to clean up Maka's face than necessary Kidd, Liz, Patty, Blackstar and Tsubaki managed to track us down.

"Been looking everywhere for you two. What happened?" He didn't look like he had been looking everywhere but usually Blackstar is fairly honest about these kind of things; his dress shirt was probably stained before all the drama went down.

I glanced at Maka and she shrugged, I sighed "it's a long story."

We went back to the ballroom, Maka was chit-chatting with the girls and things felt like a normal party so I decided to go do what I do best at parties; brooding alone. It seemed like a better idea than usual my head was killing me and I really wanted to take my shoes off. I'd just slipped my shoes off scuffing the hell out of them, and planted my ass firmly on the floor of the balcony when I realized I was invading someone else's brooding space.

"Evans, Eater, whatever you're going by."

Kami of all people.

"Oh it's you." No I don't have to pretend to be polite to someone that my meister just spent time crying over.

"You kids are pretty strong. You took a damn demon blade to the chest before you were even close to being a Death Scythe. I'd watch out for Stein, not trying to be paranoid but he described your skin in detail" Scary.

So it was safe to assume that Stein had been the one to mention the Black Blood stuff to Kami; of course she'd still known the last name of Evans so that didn't mean for sure she hadn't done some snooping in my personal files.

"Who'da' thought my lankly little girl could work with a weapon she doesn't really synch up with a fight a kishin in a catholic schoolgirl uniform of all things. I thought Stein was just saying all that to be an ass. I mean who the hell puts girls in catholic schoolgirl uniforms for a mission like that? And we all call Spirit the perv!"

Did that mean Stein's crazy ass way of doing the mission in Austria had to do with rubbing his best student's abilities in the face of her mom and his old weapon's replacement meister?

Never pegged the doctor to hold such a strong grudge.

Also I think Kami was only just a bit intoxicated, someone had definitely spiked the punch.

"You make it hard as shit to do my job as a mom, I had to bitch over her being out late. My daughter fights monsters with a guy that looks like an albino shark and I could only bitch about her being out late."

I quirked an eyebrow at her.

"I'm supposed to worry."

"You're also supposed to have some contact with your kid, see them when you're in town, listen to them about what they can and can't do and not ditch them whenever their father shows up. Don't pin your ineptitude on me."

I could say whatever I wanted, however I wanted because she was drunk!

"I was the one who started the kissing, not him. He said he'd take the blame because he wouldn't want Maka upset with both of us."

Why in the hell was this drunken woman telling me all of this shit? If she didn't want Maka to know she started sucking Spirit's face then why not just leave me in the dark about the big secret too?

"Are you even listening to me you brat? Stop looking so calm about it I'm telling you I'm a shitty parent! Even right now I'm slammed off my ass drunk, I've known there's vodka in the punch since my first cup because I saw Blackstar and Kidd's weapon Patricia dump it in there!"

I feel like I should have known.

"Evening Soul, Kami."

Goddamnit it all! Stein should have known that the balcony is my brooding space; it had been for the past four major parties… that he's been to. I had half a mind to tell both him and Kami to get lost but Stein didn't seem drunk yet.

"Kami, there's an opportunity for you to be a parent. Your daughter is very close to the punch bowl and unless you want her to get Spirit's taste for alcohol I suggest you-"

And Kami was practically across the room within a few seconds, she seemed like Spirit for a second.

For a few amazing minutes I thought I had my brooding space again … but no.

"Thank god that got rid of her, I really need a cigarette and I didn't want her trying to bum one off-"

"You promised me a dance for cussing out Kami earlier." Marie was tapping her foot impatiently.

"I only did because you obviously wanted to. You know you feel better now too." Stein heaved a sigh and tossed the mostly unsmoked cigarette away muttering about women's "damn elephant-memories".

Finally peace and quiet would be all mine for the rest of the night.

That was only about three songs long.

Yay for midnight at least, the crappiest October ever was officially over!

Also just for the sake of mentioning, Kim and Ox got into a huge argument and while they made up a few days later I still count it as a breakup. Stein dancing with Marie is totally an adult P.D.A., Blackstar and Kilik did the fist fighting and Jackie and Harver's 48 hour relation-shit of random; counts as a hook-up. Adding on the earlier events officially filled my Party Checklist.

Yes; you were very curious about this.

Something about the main lights being turned on at the end of a concert or party always makes the crowd scurry out of a building like cockroaches in the dead of night when you go to use the bathroom. I had to weave against the mostly tipsy party-goers in search of Maka, the sooner I found her the sooner she could go to her P.E. locker, change her clothes and we could go home and I could sleep!

Her mom was looking more sober now and Maka was looking slightly pout-y but not like a rejected puppy as she'd looked when she was bawling her eyes out a few hours back.

"But I promise to come an extra week early next year and I'm spending it with you, so put in a vacation request so you won't have any missions."

Sometime while I was busy brooding, or trying to brood Maka and her mother ended up chatting over punch, apparently not the spiked punch judging by their sobriety. Good thing too because I don't want to know what a tipsy-Maka would be like.

Kami had decided after the making-out incident that she shouldn't stick around the city once her class was over. Shinigami-sama had also asked her to come back each year and teach the class since it had been deemed a huge success. Things seemed okay between everyone's favorite dysfunctional family at this point... and by "okay" I mean that Kami had went back to dismissing Spirit's every word, Spirit was a spazz once again and Maka was rolling her eyes at him, crisis averted, everything normal right?

I'm not a fucking idiot!

Nothing had really been solved, Marie was probably just telling Spirit his ex was a bitch when the two of them were in the bathroom and Kami was defiantly still a bitch and people don't really learn, especially stubborn people so that wasn't solving anything, Kami couldn't even admit to Maka to her face that she was an amazing meister so…

NOTHING OF ANY VALUE WAS RESOLVED.

Kami in Death City every October could only mean that October was always going to be uncool.

The crap I put up with for my meister. I don't wanna hear a single goddamn complaint from her when the Evans family stops by Death City for a visit; if and when Wes has a tour stop nearby.

The Soul Eater series in general has a habit of not really resolving issues so I wanted to stick with that, espicially considering real life issues are hardly ever solved if you think about it. And I'm just not a fan of tying up all the ends of a story. She would also try sheltering Maka from the fact that she was peeved off with her mom.

I really do consider Soul's "Party Checklist" to be totally factual... just think about it really.

Miss Marie is such a loveable busy body I'm pretty sure she'd want to chew Kami out, then want to back out, then need Stein to persuade her most likely sick of hearing her fume about it.

One of my pet-peeves for Soul Eater fanfiction is when people imply that Soul is stupid. Just because he's not a straight A student and he tried to cheat on a test DOES NOT mean he's stupid. Grades don't always mean intelligence. I wanted to make sure from the start that I never portrayed Soul as stupid which is part of the reason I had him piece together some of what happened.

I'm a SoMa shipper really but I don't think this would have been an appropriate scenario for a make-out session... Soul can't fix everything with his tongue (or teeth). I also doubt Soul is going to make a move in a situation such as this it would be fairly tasteless wouldn't it?

As for Kami, I'm harsh on her I know this. Limited to Soul's point of view of COURSE I'm harsh on her pretty much everyone has at some pointed loathed a close friend's parent for some reason. I'm still harsh on her aside from Soul's point of view but I'd like to take the time to state the fact that I'm sure she's not an evil-self centered woman. Kami is simple the product of jumping into a marriage and family life at a young age (Spirit as well) and I have a ton of friends who are young mom's so I'm not trying to take a stab but...

If you're 18 tops and end up married with a baby before you've really had time to find out who you are; the chances of a marriage working are slim and it's hard to be a descent parent when you're young and inherently self-centered even if you're not intending to be. We can also assume Kami and Spirit didn't have a ton of friends who were moms either (unlike a lot of young parents now) so you can imagine it would be somewhat isolating.