Thompson-Evans Residence.
"Careful-careful.." Crona stammered as he was lifting Soul's "100 years old motorcycle".
"Yeah, I got this, make sure nothin' is in my way though." Gray Star firmly held onto the bike as she walked backwards.
They finally managed to land the bike on a blue sheet next to the living room. Gray Star got a tool box and Crona laid down under the bike.
"Alright, Star. Ready? Screw Driver." He couldn't see, he extended his arm. "Aye, sir." She accidentally handed him her burrito.
"A burrito?!" Crona shook it around.
"Oops."
"No-no, that's fine. Actually, can I have some?" Crona asked.
"Knock yourself out, boy." She giggled handing him the wrench.
"We're home!" Hikari neatly placed her coat onto the hanger. Mako followed her inside. "Uh, what are you guys doing?" Hikari chuckled.
"Managing to fix this old thing. Man, it would it be so cool if we could." Crona was working.
"If you can't I will do anything to get this thing working." Gray Star smiled and clenched her fists.
"That's good to hear. Could you pass me the screw driver?" Crona waved his hand.
"So, any news?" Hikari and Crona asked while staying seated.
"Nah, I haven't heard anything." Gray Star shook her head.
"Haven't made friends yet." Mako shrugged.
"Didn't see Paul yet." Hikari sighed. They noticed Crona hasn't said anything as they all slowly turned their head to him.
"Crona?" Mako paced his way next to him.
"Can't hear you through the engine!" He yelled, and Hikari and Gray Star exchanged suspicious looks.
"The engine isn't even on!" Hikari was also starting to get suspicious.
"Crona! What do you know?!" Mako yelled as he nodded to Gray Star and Hikari.
They both grabbed one leg and dragged him from under the motorcycle.
"What do you know!?" Hikari yelled with concern.
"Look at the time, I gotta go to bed." Crona nervously chuckled.
"Gray Star." Hikari nodded to her.
"I hate to do this.." She jabbed her two fingers onto Crona's side as he fell onto the couch.
"We'll get Gray to zap her wavelength at you if you don't talk." Hikari pointed at Crona who clinged himself onto the couch.
"C'mon Crona, what do you know?" Mako crossed his arms.
Crona looked uneasy and sighed. "You'll think differently of them..." He gazed out through the window.
Hikari, Gray Star, and Mako exchanged looks with each other.
"My band mates were talking about exchanging money for this kishin substance." Crona sighed.
"So it is a drug.." Hikari confirmed it.
Gray Star poured soda for herself "I wanna take some drugs!"
Hikari and Mako just stared at her.
"Anyways, my suspicious were confirmed. I think someone is killing humans, taking their souls, and inserting it into this substance to make them feel like a Kishin.." Hikari nodded.
"But if they get carried away..wouldn't that then make them a kishin egg?" Mako trailed off.
"Then...we have no choice but to eliminate those children.." Gray Star looked hurt.
"Don't say that!" Crona raised his voice.
"That's what a job as a student of the DWMA is though." Mako faced Crona.
"Is that what you care about? Order?" Crona winced at him.
"What's your problem, dude?" Mako crossed his arms.
"You'll never understand. Maybe try reading about it. That's all you know how to do." Crona marched to his room.
Complete silence eradicated the joy of the room, but was purveying of guilt..and tension.
"Well..I guess we're not fixing the bike?" Gray Star trailed off as Hikari and Mako gave her a death stare.
She really wanted Crona to ride this bike.
