I AM BACK my fetus-loving friends! (Wait, you didn't know I'm still alive? I don't blame you xD) ...I am sorry it took me so long. I just ran head-first into the hugest writer's block imaginable- but then I had an idea about Liz and Patty- even if it is as scarce as the second coming of Jesus, don't worry I will be continuing this fic. Just probably more slowly~ so if you're still around, don't go! : and if I get lots of reviews and people like it, just maybe I'll update quicker ;D

It was a cold, bleak sort of day, and as he walked down the cobbled street Kid shivered. Freezing old air hit his fresh wounds- just a few, this time from having been knocked onto the ground by a clump of taller students just after school had ended- and so he increased his pace. He wanted to get home as soon as possible, as Maka said she'd had big news to tell him- he'd agreed to phone as soon as he arrived back in the safety of his mansion. What this news was however, he didn't know. He'd only received a text a couple of hours ago after lunch, and so this caused him to ponder what she had to tell him so desperately.

Musing, he looked around the street, up and down the buildings surrounding his path. There was no noise however, simply the wind blowing through the street, and his own footsteps resonating through the ground. No other people, only himself- or so he had originally thought. Because before he could look up again, he suddenly felt himself being pressed against the wall of a building, and a gun threateningly aimed at his throat. This sudden action first caused him to gasp, heart suddenly beating frantically, but then look up to see a tall, blonde female looking straight at him. Her thin, somewhat angered eyes and intimidating expression caused him to suddenly want to run away, and the gun at his throat was only pushed further, until she suddenly spoke in a harsh tone.

"Gimme all you got." She demanded, eyes fixed on his blazer pocket. Her voice was lower than expected, with a rough sort of grit to it.

However, Kid reached into his pocket, and calmly pulled out a small bag. He deliberately hesitated, however, keeping his hand in his pocket for a few seconds before presenting the bag.

The female who was hunched over him suddenly looked surprised. And before he had time to undo the bag, he heard another voice coming from the gun.

"He's just giving it to us?" The voice murmured- higher than the other blonde's, however not much less threatening. "Has he not heard of the Thompson sisters at all?"

"...You know who we are, right little rich kid?" The gun-wielding female asked, now looking up into his eyes again. However when she did, she suddenly felt rather confused. For his hand had stopped moving, and instead he was staring at the gun pointed towards his throat. However it wasn't a look of fear, or realization- more... wonder.

"You're twin pistols?" He questioned.

"No use using distraction techniques." She fiercely told him, pressing him harder into the wall.

"Astounding..."

"What's so amazing, you never seen two people as two weapons before?" She nonchalantly questioned. Kid remained silent for a moment before answering, though.

"I would give you anything you could ever want."

"Huh?"

"I'll give you anything you want-I'll give you a mansion to stay in, expensive clothes, more deathbucks than you can count- just let me be your meister."

"...Sorry kid." She eventually replied with a glare. "We don't take bribes."

"Please. I beg of you." He pleaded, suddenly gazing across at her sincerely. "I can promise you anything-"

"How can I sum it up to you?" She asked, a certain grit now more heavily running through her words. "It's a no."

There was a silence, and she snatched the small bag from Kid's hands in this moment.

"Patty, check this has money." She ordered, and the twin pistol in her hands transformed into human form to peer into the small bag of money. Sure enough, there was a decent amount of Deathbucks in it, so she stuffed it in her pocket and started to walk away with this, whistling a simple tune as she disappeared into the distance.

The taller blonde released her grip on Kid then, and gave him one final glance before she departed down the streets, quickly leaving the reaper's field of vision.