Ghost rocked her feet back and forth from her seat on the couch, anxious for her dad to return. She checked the clock. 12:30. Where was Soul? He said he was bringing home a 'surprise'. Now five, she had no idea what it could be. Candy? Chocolate? Something better? She couldn't wait.
Suddenly Ghost heard the rumble of a motorcycle and peeked outside through the window. There he was, her father carrying a closed bag in his hand. She squealed with delight and raced over to the door. He opened it and knelt down, so Ghost could hug him.
"Hey Ghosty!" He said, setting down the bag and hugging her.
"Daddy!" she exclaimed. "What's in the bag? What is it? What is it, Daddy!"
"It's a surprise, Ghosty. You have to close your eyes."
"Awwwww! Okay, fine," she complied. Then she closed her eyes like she was told. Soul grabbed the bag and open ended it slightly, pulling out a light-beige colored beanie. On the top it had a small blue patch, embroidered with 'Ghost'. He placed it on her head, and as soon as she felt it her eyes shot open. Her hands reached up to her head and grabbed the beanie so she could look at it.
"A beanie!" she squealed with delight. "Thank you, Daddy, I love it!" Maka walked into the room and smiled at her daughter and her husband. Ghost put the beanie back on and hugged Soul. Then he stood up and took off his own headband. He slowly peeled off a circular sticker; it was yellow, had a red mouth with sharp teeth on it, and had three letters on it, spelling the word "E-A-T".
"Now Ghost," he started. "This sticker has been through a lot, and I want to give it to you, for when you join the academy and get a partner of your own. It helps add to your coolness. Not that you don't have a ton of it, being MY daughter," he remarked with pride. Soul placed the sticker on her beanie and secured it, making sure it stuck. She smiled and ran back to her room, almost bouncing with joy.
"You want her to be just like you, don't you Soul?" Maka retorted with a slight chuckle.
"Yep," he said. Maka rolled her eyes and sighed.
Maka rubbed Ghost's small shoulders as she drifted off to sleep for her afternoon nap. She was cute, so peaceful as she breathed rhythmically, probably dreaming. A quiet knock sounded at the door, it opened, revealing Soul. He motioned for Maka to come into the hallway. She kissed Ghost on the cheek and walked out. Maka closed the door behind her and looked at her husband.
"What is it, Soul?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"Kid- I mean, Death needs us. A certain witch's soul protect has gone off. Medusa."
"Medusa?!" she exclaimed in a loud whisper.
"Yeah," Soul replied with resent. "We have our chance to get her. Death wants us to take it. It's been years since we've last battled. We're a lot stronger, I'm a Death Scythe now for crying out loud. We can do this." Maka nodded. She looked back at Ghost's door.
She'll be okay, Maka thought. No need to worry.
She glanced at Soul, and understood he felt the same. They headed down the hallway and out to the garage. Soul pulled out his motorcycle and they drove to where Medusa had been spotted.