"So how do you two know Dr. Stein?"

The new students, Reba and Rebecca, had been introduced to the group, and now Maka was taking her chance to get to know them.

"Oh, well we don't really know him actually." Rebecca admitted.

"We were only told stories by our Aunt Cordelia." Reba explained. "They used to go to school together."

Maka looked excited. "Really? What was he like back when he was at school then?"

Reba paled. "Um…well… uh…"

Maka sweatdropped and patted her shoulder. "That's okay. He hasn't changed at bit, huh."

As Maka went on to inform Rebecca on how the DWMA's class system worked, Reba turned to ask Soul a question… and then thought better of it after seeing his razor sharp teeth and red eyes. Instead, she turned to Patty, who had been skipping happily beside her without a care in the world.

"Um, Patty?" She asked hesitantly, "When you say we're going to go see Lord Death… do you mean the Grim Reaper?"

Patty nodded cheerfully. "Yep! And that's his son!" She pointed at Death the Kid.

Reba stared at him in horror. He didn't look scary, but… she had a sudden vision of his face tearing off to reveal glowing red eyes, and fangs dripping in blood, and… oh God, oh God… she not so subtly crept away from him and grabbed the sleeve of Rebecca's coat. Kid looked at her quizzically- unaware of the reason she was staring at him and mouthing the words, 'Please don't eat me, I'm sorry, please don't eat me.'

"So why did you and Reba move here, Rebecca?" Tsubaki questioned curiously.

Rebecca suddenly stopped walking, a look of shame on her face. "Aunt Cordelia has gotten too sick to look after us. We wanted to stay and help her heal, but…"

"She said she didn't want us to see her like this." Reba finished, and then, seeing the look on her cousins face added, "But it's okay! Her miester, Saya, will take good care of her!"

Rebecca scowled, "Yeah, Saya will take care of her when she's not too busy flouncing around with her new husband. I swear that might be the only thing that woman does." She mumbled, her train of thought continuing in her head.

Sensing that she had stumbled upon a sensitive subject, Tsubaki laughed lightly and backtracked. "Ah ha, so are you living with your other family now?"

This seemed to have the opposite of the desired effect though, because even the ever-hopeful Reba's face fell a little.

"They were all killed a long time ago."

"AH HA! I KNEW IT!" Ragnarok, who had previously been stowed in Chrona's back, cried triumphantly.

Reba cried out in alarm and attempted to use her cousin as a human shield. Rebecca looked shocked. "What is that?"

Chrona turned a bright shade of crimson as Ragnarok continued. "I KNEW I HAD HEARD YOUR NAME BEFORE! The Edwards family was the famous witch hunters that were killed by the Witch Counsel, right? I heard that there were three girls that had survived though, not two…"

"Ragnarok." Chrona moaned with eyes filled with tears of humiliation. "You shouldn't say things like that!"

"WHAT WAS THAT, YOU BRAT?" He turned down and started to grind his knuckles into the sides of Chrona's head.

"Owww, stop it." Chrona whined.

All of this seemed to go over Rebecca's head however, because her only response was, "… Is that thing attached to you, Chrona?"

Chrona nodded miserably.

"Is it… your weapon?"

"OY, STOP CALLING ME AN IT."

One more nod.

She shook her head in disbelief as Reba slowly emerged from her cower behind her and peeked over her shoulder. "That's really…" Chrona winced. "Neat."

Chrona's eyes widened and the rest of the group relaxed in relief of the fact that neither of the newcomers had ridiculed Chrona for any oddities. "R-really?"

Rebecca nodded plaintively. "Does it hurt? How did that happen?"

"Well, not anymore… and, it's sort of a long story." Chrona looked away.

"Eh, it's okay." She flapped her hand nonchalantly. "You don't have to tell me now. Oh, and for the record," She pointed at Ragnarok. "You're right, our family was killed by the witches a long time ago. And there are three survivors. Reba has a little sister- my younger cousin- who also survived. Her name is Madge."

Soul frowned. "But you said-"

"Oh! Cordelia isn't really our aunt!" Reba clarified. "She's just a family friend! She's taken care of us ever since then."

"Oh. I see."

"And on that note," Rebecca pointed at the door in front them. "Is this the Death Room? Should we go in?"

Maka nodded. "This is it."

Reba laughed nervously, her mind was once again filled with the thought of dripping blood and missing faces, except this time multiplied by two. "Uhhh. I actually have something I have to do… over there!" She said, and made attempted to make a mad dash in the opposite direction.

Rebecca seemed to have been prepared for this however, for she grabbed the blond by the hood of her sweatshirt and held her up in front of her with a malicious grin on her face. "I knew your true nature would be shown sooner or later, scaredy-cat."

"Let go of me! It's too scary! I don't want too meet the Grim Reaper!" She whined. "And don't even talk to me about true nature! Your face looks really demonic right now!"

"Come oooon. He just wants to talk to us, you don't have to act like he's gonna eat you. " Rebecca said teasingly.

"That's what you think! When was the last time you had a friendly heart to heart with Death?"

"Why, it was only last week, he thought our curtains were lovely. Now move it." Rebecca kicked the doors open and the rest of the student's, rather stunned at the sudden outburst, followed her in.

"Nooooooooooooo!" Reba cried as Rebecca dragged her by the hood into the Death Room.

"Yooooo! Wazzup? How are you? Good to see you all again!" Death boomed in his wacky voice.

Rebecca looked surprised and she nonchalantly pulled Reba into a standing position. "Have we met before, sir?"

"Ohhohoho! Only once when you were very small." He rested one of his giant hands on Reba's head. All of the color promptly drained from her face and she slumped against Patty, mumbling unintelligibly.

Patty giggled. "Oh look! She's down! She's down! Mayday! Mayday!"

"Erm, have I done something wrong?" Death asked quizzically.

"Just ignore her. She'll be fine in a minute."

"Okay, then." He made a sweeping motion with his hands. "Thank you all for escorting these two to me. Due to the condition of their current caretaker, they have been entrusted to me. As you probably know, they will be joining this school starting tomorrow. Even though they have prior training, I believe it will be beneficial for them to start out with the level one student's. Alright?"

"Uh… uh…."

"Something to say Rebecca?"

She stared at the floor. "Uh well, what you just said is all good and well but…" She looked up at him. "Why did you call us here?"

Death considered this.

"Huh. I guess I forgot."

…

…

…

"NO WAY!"

†††††

Standing back out in front of the school, Rebecca kicked up dust. "That. Was so. POINTLESS. ARGH!"

Maka laughed lightly and held up a hand. "Well at least we got to meet each other right? So that's not… pointless…right?"

But it was useless; Lord Death had inexplicably wasted their time.

A pale hand grabbed Rebecca's shoulder in a death grip. She glanced over her shoulder to see Reba, finally conscious again, wide eyed and shaking. "I was touched… by Death."

"Is that anything like being touched by kindness?" Her cousin deadpanned.

"DON'T MAKE PUNS AT ME! THAT WAS THE MOST TERRIFYING MOMENT OF MY LIFE!"

"You're terrified by everything. I highly doubt that was the most terrifying moment of your life."

"IT WAS."

"Oy." A calm voice interrupted their conversation. They looked over to see Blackstar regarding them with a smirk. "If you two are as powerful as Lord Death says, we should spar sometime. Everyone's curious about who the weapon is and who the meister is, and I don't like it when people upstage me. Not that anyone ever could, just to be clear on that, but by sparring I can show you the mighty powers that I possess!"

Rebecca grinned. "Maybe tomorrow. We still need to unpack. Maybe once we do you can all come visit our apartment. I'm sure Madge would enjoy the company." She turned on her heel and tapped Reba on the back as a sign to follow her. "Ciao."

And so, the snoring sun set on the first day of school for the new students.

Perhaps life wouldn't be so vague after all.

Gaah. yes. This is. Still. Boring.

Also your probably wondering how the summary relates to the story.

Well it does.

You'll see.

Am I being annoying?

Undoubtedly.

That's what they call me.

Anyway.

My return bar is getting cross at me. So I'll stop. Ahhh. Yes. I'm still looking for a beta! In case your wondering. (Which you weren't.)

Why am I always so dispirited when I write these author notes? Hrmmm. Probably because it's at the end of the day.

AH OKAY. I WILL TALK IN CAPS TO RAISE MY SPIRITS.

YOUR MOM WOULD REVIEW, SO YOU SHOULD TOO.

YES.

REVIEW DAMN IT.

-Sasha