In Which I Bite Maka's Nose
The scariest nightmares were the ones I couldn't remember.
I'd waking up sweating and thrashing but have no recollection of what happened. The rest of the night I would sit and wait for morning to come because I didn't dare go back to what I was running from. Even though nightmares like that rarely came, I would be haunted by the thought for a few days.
"Soul you complain about me being superstitious when your the superstitious one," Maka whined.
"What do you mean?" I growled.
"You're gnashing your teeth at everything that walks by!" she exclaimed.
"I'm just sharpening them," I complained.
"For what reason?!" she yelled in my face.
And I bit her nose.
On accident really.
I meant to bite the air, but I hadn't realized how close she was.
"Sorry!" I said immediately.
"Oww," she mumbled holding her nose. "So you were sharpening your teeth to bite people geez."
"No!" I protested.
She laughed still holding her nose, "Joking."
I grumbled some insult.
