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An Outing For The Ages

Prompt: 'I would LOVE a bromance one shot. Soul and B*S and Kid hanging out and being BROS! (and maybe throwing Killik into the mix would make it even more awesome? ;3)' -Kara Black
'Let's have a guys night out! :D Kid , Black Star, and Soul, have a night out and get into loads of trouble! :)' -Kaoru97

Timeline: Almost six months after the end of the anime.

Characters: Death the Kid, Soul Eater Evans, BlackStar, Maka Albarn, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa, Liz and Patty Thompson, Killik Rung

"Oh, go make yourselves useful for once!" Maka yelled angrily at her weapon, kicking him out of the apartment. "For Shinigami's sake. Go over to BlackStar's or something. I'm getting ready for our GIRLS ONLY sleepover."

Grumbling and glaring at the now-slammed door, Soul heaved himself to his feet and stuck his hands in his pockets. Guess I'll see what BlackStar's doing.

He found that BlackStar had been kicked out of their apartment as well, albeit more gently. Heading over to Kid's mansion, they found him blubbering in the lawn about 'Don't mess up the painting on the third floor second hallway four doors down! That's new!' Conceding defeat, the three boys decided they'd have their own night out... boys only.
-Maka Albarn, Soul Eater Evans, BlackStar, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa, Death the Kid, Liz and Patty Thompson-

"Where are we going anyways?" Soul grumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets.

BlackStar shrugged, punching his best friend on the shoulder. "Be epic stars! Well, I will, you'll have to stand in my shadow!" Then he laughed his uproarious (and annoying) laugh.

Kid sighed through his nose, opening one eye and glaring at the assassin. "That's your answer for everything."

The boys fell silent as they walked through the dark streets of Death City. Even though they weren't in the shadiest parts of town, there were plenty of pickpockets and muggers worth their mettle in the alleyways and dark corners. Were they competent to rob most people? Yes. Were they a match for a human scythe, an egotistical assassin, and an OCD young Grim Reaper? No.

"That place looks cool," BlackStar suggested, pointing out a shabby karaoke bar.

"Gods no!" Kid protested vehemently. "Let's go up to the DWMA. I can get us inside, and no one will mind if we take a few snacks from the cafeteria."

Soul whistled. "Sounds pretty hard-core for Mr. Uptight-Death-God."

Kid glared at him. "I'm the next Grim Reaper. I can be hardcore if I want to." Then he summoned Beelzebub, seeing as they were a good hundred-or-so blocks and about three thousand stairs from the school gates. Placing one foot on the skateboard, he froze and stepped back, and the three of them stared blankly at the magical device.

"How are we gonna manage this without making it look semi-homoerotic?" Soul asked dryly, earning a snort from BlackStar and a roll of the eyes from Kid.

"Maybe you could hold on to the bottom on either side?" Kid offered.

"How would you hold all three of us up?" BlackStar asked nervously.

The reaper smirked. "Please. Beelzebub has enough power to fly Gallows Mansion to the moon and back. I think he can handle the three of us."

"He?" Soul sniggered.

"I'll explain later," he replied tonelessly, stepping onto the skateboard and making it hover about four feet in the air. "Grab on and hold tight. I would advise against letting go."

"No shit," BlackStar muttered, grasping onto the edge and gripping it until his knuckles turned white. "Let's get this over with..." Soul copied him, and with a rush of air Kid shot them a good four hundred feet in the air.

"WHAAAAT THEEEE HEEELLLL AAAAARREEEE YYOOUUUUU THIIINKIIIIIIIING?" Soul yelled over the wind.

"SORRY!" Kid hollered back, struggling to contain his laughs. He zoomed towards the DWMA, leaving his two friends barely hanging on. "HERE WE ARE." Slowing down the pace, he lowered the two boys onto a balcony.

They jumped and landed unsteadily, looking a little green in the face. Kid landed beside them and calmly retrieved Beelzebub, frowning at the closed and locked door before them. "You got a lockpick or something?" Soul groaned, slightly muffled due to the hand over his mouth.

"No, but I do have this," the meister shot back, showing them his index finger. Breathing on the window, he wrote a huge, long, complicated series of numbers that could rival the first half of pi for complexity. With a click the doors sprang open. "Well, come on," he muttered, slipping inside and locking the doors behind them as his friends sprang through. They stared at one another for a moment, then shrugged and started walking regularly down the dark halls and empty corridors, passing locked classrooms - including their own.

"No Stein in there," Soul commented dreamily, peering through the window. "This is the best I've ever seen it since he came to the school."

BlackStar supressed a laugh, then pointed out, "Well, we had Marie as a teacher for a while too."

"Yeah, when Stein went mad," Kid added absentmindedly, continuing down the hallway and slipping inside the cafeteria. "Hmm, they've got popcorn."

The second he heard that, BlackStar dived forward and snatched the extra-large bag, tossing it in the microwave and positively stabbing the 'Popcorn' button. "Come on, come on!" he encouraged the machine, dancing back and forth for the two minutes and thirty seconds it took to pop. Finally, a beep and a cheer sounded in unison, and he promptly ripped open the bag and dived in.

"Hey, save some for us, man!" Soul protested loudly, snatching a handful.

"B't itsh g'd," BlackStar mumbled, spraying half-chewed popcorn everywhere. Kid ducked and glared at the assassin.

Wandering over to the walk-in pantry, Soul browsed the shelves and found a frozen pizza, more popcorn, some apples, and a huge packet of jelly beans. "Why does your dad stock this stuff?" Soul laughed, raising an eyebrow at Kid as he walked past with his arms laden with items.

Kid shrugged. "There are parties here sometimes. Also, I used to love jelly beans as a child, so he personally saw to it there were some in almost every room in the DWMA."

"Spoiled rich kid," BlackStar complained. "Getting to grow up in a fancy school."

"You grew up here too," Soul pointed out tiredly, munching on a jelly bean.

"Oh yeah..."

The trio stuffed their arms with as many snacks as they could take, and Kid picked the lock on the library doors. The librarian was gone, seeing as tomorrow was Sunday. A row of computers lined one wall, and they walked towards these. "What are we doing?" Soul asked.

Kid shushed him and tapped the screen on a certain computer, then typed in a series of numbers on the keyboard. The wall split and moved aside to show a steel door, looking almost impenetrable.

"Woah! Is there some secret bunker here we don't know about?" BlackStar questioned excitedly.

"See it that way if you want" was his only reply. Placing a hand on the door, Kid closed his eyes for a moment, then the door opened. "Reaper's touch," he explained, dusting his hand off on his jacket. "Only Father and I can open it."

The hallway was dark, but Kid led them surely into...

"A movie theater?" BlackStar cracked up. "Your secret bunker is a movie theater?"

Kid frowned. "Why, do you want to leave?"

"What? No! No, I was just... um. No."

"Good."

A large screen adorned the wall, with a projector aimed at it. Small speakers were positioned all over the place for maximum surround sound. Without glancing up, Kid formed a tiny black kunai out of nowhere and flicked it at a bullseye on the wall. Instantly everything lit up and came to life.

"Welcome, Mr. Kid," a computerized voice greeted.

"Movie selection," Kid ordered.

On the screen appeared thousands of movies, even ones that had only just come out in theaters. "What do you guys want to watch?"

"Ice Age!" BlackStar cheered, leaping into one of the plush chairs and munching on more popcorn.

Kid rolled his eyes and turned to Soul. "Any others?"

Ignoring the whining in the background that 'Ice Age is a great series!' Soul peered through the list and shrugged. "Hellboy?"

"Hm, I wanted to watch Thor," Kid mused. "Whatever."

"Do you have the Avengers?" BlackStar inquired, perking up.

Kid directed his voice to the ceiling. "Call up the Avengers, please."

"Right away, Mr. Kid."

And so they watched the Avengers.

.

And Ice Age.

.

And Hellboy.

.

And Ice Age 2, 3, and 4.

.

By the time 12 pm the next day rolled around, Soul and BlackStar were passed out in the chairs, and Kid was left perched on the only windowsill there that was usually covered to block light. Outside the sun was shining, and he spotted Maka, Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty walking around. They seemed to be talking frantically about something. Focusing his golden eyes, Kid 'zoomed in' his vision (a neat reaper trick) and surmised from reading their lips that their worries were about the three boys that had 'gone missing.' Apparently they were about to call the police. We can't have that, Kid thought, already plotting.

He shook BlackStar and Soul awake and called, "Guys! Our partners are busy worrying out of their hair. They're about to call the police to find us."

"Why doesn't Maka use Soul Perception?" Soul groaned, batting away Kid's hand sleepily.

"Because we're inside a wall, idiot. She couldn't figure out why our souls were in the library, yet weren't, so she dismissed it as being sleepy and has been searching ever since."

"I'm so dead once we're out of here," the scythe muttered.

Kid smirked. "Yeah, but first let's scare them. I've got a plan."

BlackStar, who had been fake snoring, jumped up. "I'm in."

Rolling his eyes, the young reaper quickly explained the plan, then opened the window. "Oh, I never did explain, did I? Beelzebub is a devil," he added, rapping the skateboard with his knuckles. "He's just sleeping right now. Hang on tight!"

Soul and BlackStar watched as Kid did a neat dive out the window, then they leaped after him, catching hold of Beelzebub and holding on tight as the window closed behind them, disappeared, and they soared a good thousand feet in the air.

Focusing his eyesight again, Kid watched as Maka shook her head, confused, then pointed up in the clouds. Sniggering, the reaper whispered to his friends, "She knows we're up in the clouds, but is kind of under the impression you two are dead and floating up into the sky."

Both boys cracked up.

"Priceless," BlackStar chuckled, wiping his eyes. Too late did he realize he'd let go. "AAAHHHH!"

"Damnit," Kid muttered, diving after him and catching him before he could leave the cloud cover. "Sheesh. Alright, initiating Plan. Ready?"

Soul gave him a thumbs up and dropped. "BYEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Struggling to keep his screams in, the albino fell, covering one mouth with his hand. He tumbled through the air, going a little green in the face. Behind him he heard the scream of the air as Kid dropped as well, completely calm. Behind Kid he heard BlackStar's yell as he free-fell through the cold and windy air. Below, he could hear screams and hollers as the girls realized what was happening.

"Training excercise!" Kid yelled amiably, with a carefree grin as he stuck his hands in his pockets and mimed whistling.

"YOU'RE GONNA DIE!" Maka shrieked.

"NO WE WON'T, WE'RE A GOOD THREE HUNDRED FEET FROM THE GROUND!" BlackStar shouted back.

"This is fun!" Soul cheered, playing his part and doing a few flips.

"NOOOOOO!" Tsubaki screamed, sprinting as fast as she could to try and catch BlackStar.

Nobody hit the ground. All four girls screeched to a halt, looking around in a panicked matter. "Kid? Soul? BlackStar?"

Cackling laughter met their ears, and all three boys materialized, held aloft in a dark purple-and-black bubble that Kid had conjured up. "Fooled you!" BlackStar guffawed.

In reply, murderous auras grew around the girls and all three boys gulped.

"So... hehe, how was the sleepover?"

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Kat