A/N: So, here we are. Only three more chapters until we come to the end of another story. I know that it can be hard to bring O/C's into beloved fandoms, but I hope you've grown to love reading about Stitches like I've grown to love writing her.
This chapter is dedicated to all of you, readers.


~Stitches – 12 years, 9 months~

My gorgeous little baby girl is finishing grade school.

I'm so proud of her, and I know Stein is as well. You should see him, going around and bragging about her. Spirit maintains that Maka was just as good as Stitches is, but, you know. I'm not going to say anything.

Anyway, aside from Stein and Spirit's little feud, Stitches.

She's really excited about graduating. Most of her class is going to Shibusen. She's especially glad that Mina is coming with her. And then, there's this little boy called Thomas.

He's very cute.

Can I say that? Of course I can. But he is very nice.

Stitches is really looking forward to Shibusen. Stein and I aren't teaching the E.A.T class next year; Maka is.

We've not told Stitches though. She does know that we're not teaching her, though. She tried to look disappointed. But, then again, if I was a nearly thirteen year old girl then I'd probably not want my parents teaching me, either.

Alright, I'd better go.

Marie x


"So, you've officially graduated, hey?" Stein asked his daughter. Stitches nodded.

"And Shibusen awaits." she smiled. Marie knelt down and straightened the dress she had managed to get Stitches in.

"Mama… Mama, my dress is okay." Stitches smiled. Marie looked at her daughter.

"Oh, I'm so proud of you!" Marie said, hugging her daughter tightly.

"Mama…Mama, really, it's just grade school. It's nothing." Stitches said, stepping back.

"You're top of the class, Stitches. That's not nothing." Marie said. Stitches blushed slightly.

"Yes it is. I didn't do anything special." Stitches said, looking away slightly.

"Go off with your friends. I can see you're dying to." Marie smiled. Stitches nodded and ran over to Mina, Joseph and Thomas.

"We're graduated." she smiled. Thomas turned to her.

"Y-Yeah, we are." Thomas replied. Mina turned to Stitches.

"And then, next year, we're at Shibusen! Where we get to fight, and learn how to see souls, and use wavelengths, and… stuff!" Mina said, smiling widely. Mina couldn't wait to get to Shibusen. She was older than Stitches, and was a lot less socially awkward.

"Who's going to be your weapon, Thomas?" Stitches asked. Thomas looked up.

"Oh, I don't know. It depends on whose soul matches mine, I suppose." Thomas said. Stitches nodded.

"I'm glad you're coming to Shibusen with us, Thomas. You too, Joseph." Stitches said, smiling widely at her friends.

"And I'm glad to be going with you lovely ladies," Joseph smirked widely, "oh, and you too, Tom." Thomas frowned and crossed his arms.

"Thomas." he warned.

"Whatever, whatever. Tom, Thomas, Blondie - you're going to get it all." Jospeh smirked. Thomas rolled his eyes just as the childrens' teacher, Miss Natalie, called everyone to a large group at the front of the room. Stitches looked at her parents and motioned for them to come over with her. Marie and Stein walked over to their daughter, hanging around at the back of the group so they didn't obstruct any of the kids' views.

"So, my darling class of little geniuses, you've all graduated." Miss Natalie said. The class all whooped and cheered. Miss Natalie smiled.

"So, I just want to thank you all for a fantastic year. And, I'm sure that all of the teachers that you've had over the years would say the same thing." Miss Natalie said.

"So, for a lot of you, a journey to Shibusen comes next. To those who aren't going to Shibusen, make sure that you keep going on whatever path you wish to. Goodbye and good luck!" Miss Natalie said. The whole group applauded and slowly began to make their way out of the room. Stitches walked back to her parents and smiled. Stein looked down at Stitches.

"I'm proud of you." Stein said. Marie smiled and Stitches hugged her father.

"Thank you, Papa. I love you." she replied.


The morning after Stitches' graduation, she awoke to Marie handing her an envelope.

"Mama? What's this?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"I think you should look." Marie smiled. Stitches sat up in her bed, taking the envelope out of her mother's hands and pushing her glasses on.

"Death Weapon Meister Academy." Stitches read out aloud. She smiled widely as she opened the envelope. Out dropped a little badge that simply read 'weapon.'

"Read the letter." Marie said, sitting next to her daughter. She pulled out a letter with a shinigami skull up the top.

"Dear Miss Stein," she read, quietly. The rest of the letter she read in her head.

Shelley Yumi Stein
Patchwork Laboratory
27 Scytheblade Crescent
Outer Death City

Dear Miss Stein,

We are incredibly glad to have you in our E.A.T class for the next school year.

As a weapon, we understand that you are different to a meister; your genetic material has been made up this way. You'll be given special lessons according to your weapon status, as will the meisters.

The E.A.T class is the advanced class at Shibusen, only for the most academically and technically brilliant students. We wish to congratulate you on your place earned in this class.

Overall, most E.A.T students do go on to have careers to do with their weapon/meister roles. But the E.A.T class in no way ties down your future. Many opportunities are to be had outside of Shibusen, and a Shibusen education will only help your chances.

Your E.A.T class teacher will be…

"Maka?" Stitches squealed. Marie smiled.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Stitches asked, jumping out of bed.

"I didn't want to spoil the surprise." Marie smiled. Stitches took her 'weapon' badge and placed it in her glasses case. She walked out into the lounge room and put her hands on her hips, shooting Stein a glare.

"Did you know Maka was going to be my teacher?" Stitches asked. Stein shrugged.

"Maybe." Stein said. Stitches went to hit her father playfully in the arm, but he grabbed her fist before she could.

"You don't think you can get past my defences, do you?" Stein asked. Marie walked up behind Stein and flicked him on the back of the head.

"Ow." Stein said. Marie laughed slightly.

"Maka's going to be my teacher?" Stitches asked. Stein nodded.

"Well, I hardly think you'd want us as your teachers." Stein said. Stitches shrugged slightly.

"I don't know, I wouldn't have minded that much. Except you'd know when I had homework." Stitches laughed slightly.

"I don't pay attention to that. Less homework, less marking." Stein said.

"But I do. And don't think I won't ask Maka what you did in class." Marie smirked at Stitches, standing behind Stein.

"Mama…" Stitches whined, flopping down on the couch. Marie smirked.

"You know you have to do your homework." Marie said. Stitches sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Stitches rolled her eyes, her silver hair falling over her face. She shuffled herself back and leant against her father.

"Are you sure I should be in the E.A.T class?" Stitches asked, twiddling her thumbs. Stein sighed and draped his arm around Stitches.

"You'll be fine, Stitches." Stein said, looking down at the bespectacled girl. She looked back at him.

"Really?" Stitches asked. Marie sighed.

Why did her daughter underestimate her abilities so much? She was going to need an authoritative meister, or someone who could foster her abilities. She couldn't help but think of Stitches' fiery, red-headed best friend… but, then again, that other boy, that blonde, shy boy seemed to believe in her despite only having known her for a few months. Marie shook her head – the choice of meister was up to Stitches.

"Yes. Really." Stein said.

"You're not just saying that because I'm your daughter?" Stitches asked.

"Am I really the type to do that?" Stein asked.

"I don't know, I'm your only daughter, you don't have another daughter to use as a control." Stitches remarked.

"I…You…" Stein growled. Stitches smirked and crossed her arms, smugly. She was only ever like that around her father.

"Stitches, trust me. You've a lot of talent. You know that." Stein said. Stitches looked down and blushed slightly.

"Pssht." Stitches said. Stein smirked slightly.

"That was your mother, right there." Stein said. Marie looked down at Stein.

"What?" she asked.

"That little noise of disdain." Stein said.

"Pssht! I don't make noises of- Oh." Marie said. Stein smirked. Marie leant down and kissed Stein gently on the lips. Stitches grimaced.

"Gross." she giggled. Marie looked over at her.

"How do you think you got he-?" Marie asked. Stitches' eyes widened and she leapt to her feet, shoving her fingers in her ears.

"Stork! The stork brought me, ew, gross, don't tell me otherwise!" she said, walking off into her room. Marie laughed slightly and walked around, sitting down next to Stein on the couch.

"She's going to freak out at Shibusen, isn't she?" Marie asked, worriedly. Stein sighed slightly, nodding.

"Oh, yes." he replied.

A/N: So, we're coming to the end of a second story. Goodness me.

Don't ask me where the address came from. Patchwork Laboratory is actually correct, and in the manga it specifies that it's just outside of Death City. But I made the road up because I'm cool, and 27, you ask? Well, it's 4+2+4+2+5+6+4.

42~42~564? Get it?

I SWEAR I'M COOL, YOU GUYS.

And, do you see how I ever so skilfully didn't write down Maka's full name on the letter? What the hell would her name be now? Maka Death? Maka the… Oh, I give up. That's the price I pay for KidxMaka.


The next bio is for our little Casanova, Joseph. Take it away!

Hey there. What's up?

My name's Joseph. Joseph Martin. I'm thirteen and I'm about to start at Shibusen. Pretty cool, hey? What's my weapon form? Well…

It's a secret. Gotta keep something to tell the ladies later, hey?

Well, what can I tell you? I'm pretty tall. I've got black hair and blue eyes. I live with my sister, 'cause our parents move around. A lot. They work for Internal Affairs at Shibusen, so that's why I got in. My birthday is March 22nd, so I'm nearly fourteen.

My best friend? That'd be my man Tom. He's not like me – he's shy and quiet and smart. I'm outgoing and loud and… a smartass? Is that right? I reckon. Tom and I are pretty much the most badass kids around this place. Pretty sure it'll only be a matter of minutes before the babes are jumping on us at Shibusen. We've got Mina and Stitches to help us in with the ladies there, so it'll be pretty great.

Right, I gotta go. You guys are the ones that are gonna read about the stuff I do at Shibusen, right?

Any of you ladies?

Any of you single?

Name's Joseph Martin. My number is –

Sorry, uh… Joseph has all of a sudden had to go… definitely not forcibly by means of a punch in the arm. He gives you all of his love – however misguided it may be.
Stitches x