Disclaimer: I do not own Oliver Twist or anything associated with it. I also do not own Soul Eater or anything associated with it. I especially do not own the lyrics to "Where Is Love."
Hey this is kind of crossoverish, so yea. ENJOY!
"'Ey Fagin," Soul called into the smoke.
"Dodger. Back so soon." I saw an imposing figure begin to emerge from the smoke. "Of course I am! I even got a friend," Soul said, lightly pushing me forward. I stumbled a few steps but caught my balance before I totally fell in the cloud of thick ashen white. I coughed as the thick smoke hit my lungs. Is that seriously just firewood burning?
"Well Soul, who is this lovely friend of yours? Ya always bring home pretty ones," the so-called Fagin said, fully stepping out of the smoky white cloud. I gaped at him. He wore the strangest attire I had seen all day—a forest green lab coat (I think that's what that is) with gray pants—and the scars across his face were hard to ignore. "You're certainly not one to talk. Speakin' of which, where is Marie?" Soul asked Fagin, smirking devilishly, his crimson eyes saying one thing: Caught you.
"With Free, Soul. She 'as a boyfriend, you know," Fagin stated, slight bitterness in his voice, stepping back into his smoky domain once again.
"Miss, what's your name?" a little boy asked, tugging on my scarf. I looked down at him. He was a little blond-haired, blue-eyed boy that looked rather happy to see me, for some reason. I crouched down so I was at his level.
"I'm Maka. What's your name?" I inquired, smiling at him.
"I'm Garnet," he introduced himself, bowing, making some boys laugh.
"At least he is a gentleman. Can you all say that 'bout ya'selves?" I scolded them, turning back to Garnet as the boys fell silent. Garnet smiled.
"Thank you," Garnet said as a little girl came over, taking him away. I stood up. Fagin had been watching me behind his screen of ash. Did I do something wrong?
"Ya' any good at sewing?" he asked, eyeing me.
"I used to repair the workhouse children's clothes. Nothing fancy though." I answered, not certain how that might be helpful.
"Marvelous!" he said, walking to the center of the room. "Dodge, get the sausages. Kid, get the box." Soul walked into the smoke and came out holding a pan of sausages, a boy grabbing one as soon as he had once again become visible. The boy looked at the sausage he held in his hand.
"Fagin! These sausages are moldy!" he yelled. Fagin looked at him, his face calm.
"Shut up and drink your gin," he yelled as the boy grunted. Fagin then went back playing with something in the box that a boy with black and white hair had given him. What was that boy's name? Kid, I think.
"All right my dears, time to play a little game," Fagin said, creepily turning around and stuffing his pockets with handkerchiefs, chain watches, and a many other trinkets until his pockets overflowed. "But first, my dears, what did you bring home today? Dodge, you first."
"I got a golden pocket watch and a wallet," he stated, emptying his pockets.
"Nice work. Lined?" Fagin said, taking the small treasures from Dodge's hand.
"Only the best," Dodge replied, taking off his hat to reveal his beautiful snow white hair and bowing.
"Wonderful! What 'bout you, Kid?" Fagin asked, turning to the black-and-white-haired boy.
"Couple of nose rags and a bracelet," he said, empting his pockets as well, revealing a beautiful ruby and diamond bracelet. This went on and on for a while until every boy had empty pockets, and Fagin's box was yet again overflowing with items.
"Time for the game!" he then said as the boys and girls in the room started to giggle and come toward him.
A/N: What kind of game, hm? Yea sorry this is short I thought it was a good place to stop so yea. REVIEW PLEASE! Thank you to all of ya who have reviewed all ready love you guys! Before I go i just want to say thanks to Shenzuul, who has been betaing all of these chapters! Okay that is all, hope ya enjoyed =]
