Guess what? I finally got around to it! :DDD Update!

8fangirl8: *sniffle* don't we all? Kid is such a tragic character. Sigh... ^_^ Patty would love to give you your cookie. In fact, she would love all the cookies in the world (for herself). Thankfully Kid and Liz prevent that from happening - I don't even want to think about all the ways she could destroy the world. *shudder*
Annerizu-san: Kid is so happy somebody appreciates him. He's giving you a hug. *transmits Kid huggle*
VilaDeath: XDDD That review made my day. I cracked up and my brother gave me a really weird look. (We were sitting in the car and I had loaded my email earlier at home to look at on my iPod... O_o)

Kay think that's all! Enjoy the chapter!

(contd. from last chapter)
Lord Death froze and turned slowly. "What was that?"

Kid looked innocently up to his father, eyes wide. "When's Mother coming back?"

"Kiddo..." the elder reaper began softly. "She's not... that is, never coming back."
-Lord Death and Kid (age six)-

"Hey, has anybody seen Kid?" Liz called to her sister. Patty raced up the stairs, panting, and shook her head. "Damn," the older Thompson cursed. "We've gotta find him before he decides to... I don't know. Let's just hurry." Both girls took off down the street, searching everywhere with flashlights. It was getting dark.

Still no-one noticed the object of their search sitting all alone in the dark sky, lying on his back on his skateboard and gazing at the stars with dead golden eyes that didn't seem to even care anymore.

"Maka!" Patty yelled, pounding on the scythe meister's door. The twin pistols leapt back in fright as the door was flung open and said sandy-haired meister appeared in the doorway, tapping a bloody book against her palm with eyes almost literally blazing with green sparks.

"Come for some punishment too, BlackStar?" she snarled, then realized who was quivering on her front step and calmed down. "Oh, hi, Liz and Patty."

They shivered a moment more before composing themselves. "Have you seen Kid?" Liz asked worriedly.

Maka's eyes widened and she looked around frantically. "No! Don't tell me he's gone missing?"

"We don't know," Patty mumbled. Liz sighed.

"Well... did he fly off somewhere?" Maka suggested. The Thompson's jaws dropped.

Did we really not think of that? Liz berated herself. Patty slammed her head against the doorframe. (She has very odd ways of expressing discontent. Whereas most people would facepalm, Patty has a... tendency to hit things. Hard things. Hard. With her head.)

After shooting a nervous glance at Patty, Maka stepped out onto the balcony and searched the sky for a moment. Squinting, she pointed up. "There. I didn't know we had purple stars."

The sisters crowded past her and narrowed their eyes at the sky as well. "Those aren't stars," Liz breathed. "It's Kid's skateboard! We found him!" She and Patty hugged Maka simultaneously, nearly strangling the poor meister. "Thanks! Want to come with us? We've gotta get him down now."

Patty cackled. "Oh, don't worry about that one. I have my ways."

Both girls assembled eyed her warily, although Liz was more used to it.

A groan from inside the apartment drew their attention. Soul, bloody and with several bandages around his forehead, was dragging himself across the floor on his stomach in an attempt (which was becoming a varying degree of successful) to escape his sadistic partner. He obviously didn't notice her standing on the balcony and let out a very un-cool shriek when he noticed her standing over him with the dictionary. "I've still got words for you," she said evilly, grinning like a madman. Or, in their freaky world, like Stein. "Stay here." He whimpered and curled up under the coffee table. "Shall we go?" Maka asked the Thompsons brightly. They eyed each other, then Maka.

"Sure..."

They ran off down the streets - after locking the apartment and giving instructions to Blair to fry Soul if he so much as twitched near the door - in search of a high place they could yell at Kid from.

This just gets weirder and weirder... Liz thought, resigned. They found a tall belltower that was only about fifty feet from the errant reaper. He continued to stare at the stars from his place on the skateboard, not even acknowledging them.

"Kid!" Patty yelled. "Get your ass over here now, damn you!"

No effect. Strange, those words (and that tone...) had always seemed to work before. Nope, this was a special case, Patty could see that already. She felt like cackling but knew that would freak Maka out a little too much. No fun.

"Kid!" Maka tried. "Come on, we're all waiting for you to come home! Your father's worried sick!"

Still no reaction. Ooookay... time for the other sisters' turn.

"God. Damn. It!" Liz practically shrieked. "Get down off of that skateboard right now or I swear I'll freaking kill you!"

Kid seemed to start a bit, but still didn't move. Sighing, the sisters exchanged a glance. Maka groaned. "Why do I get the feeling he's going to like this a lot less than you two?"

Patty cackled. (Finally.) "It'll be fun! Right sis? We're just... encouraging Kid to come down. Nothing more...~"

Quickly, she pulled a rope out of her jacket and fashioned a noose in less than fifteen seconds. Handing one end to Liz to keep her steady, the insane blonde giggled and tossed the makeshift lasso out expertly, tightening it around the end of Beelzebub and slowly reeling her meister in. When he reached them, they stopped the board and looked down in surprise.

"Oh," Maka whispered.

Liz finished for her, gazing down at the peaceful form of her meister.

"He's asleep."

D'aww... :3 Kid's so cute! Hehe. I think I'll lengthen the next chapter so it's a niiiice loooong epilogue. ^.^ happy? So what do you guys think, happy ending (all forgiven, yada yada yada), semihappy ending (mostly forgiven, some hard feelings and icy pauses), or depressing ending (somebody dies. :DDD)? I'd appreciate the feedback!

~DeaththeKidKat~