Author's Note: So! Here is another semi-lengthy drabble. It's not as good as the other one I had planned but I'm still writing that one. So look out for it, its getting closer and closer to being finished. In the meantime, read and enjoy the fourth one-shot!

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. If I did, Soul and Maka would have had Waaaay more canon moments ;)

~--Unexpected--~

Maka wasn't the partying type, and especially wasn't the kind of girl to go out with all her girlfriends to dance clubs and get drunk. It just didn't sit well with her. She was far too logical for things like that. But when Liz and Patti had found out that Maka had never so much as had a drop of alcohol or danced in a club, they had taken it upon themselves to set up a girl's night. The only thing that had seemed to get Maka to agree was that Tsubaki had offered to come and play peace-maker should anything too rowdy happen.

It wasn't helping Maka's case that her birthday was the day of the club nonsense, and Soul and Black*Star had taken to egging her on to go. Soul's teasing and jokes were more than enough to rile her up and agree.

So it was when the girls had gotten all dolled up and ready to dance half the night away that Maka began to seriously doubt her friend's sanity. Even sweet and mild-mannered Tsubaki seemed enthused by this whole idea. Maka groaned softly to herself as she stared in something akin to wonder and horror as the disco ball above them flashed and scattered glittering light all over the dark confines of the club and their skin. This, she thought, was going to kill her. That or the 2 inch heels the demon guns had somehow managed to strap to Maka's legs.

Liz, with Patti hanging off the elder Thompson's arm and giggling away, turned to give both Maka and Tsubaki a knowing grin as she led the troop of girls further and further into the club. "Don't worry Maka, this isn't the surprise." She said slyly, causing Maka's gut to drop down into her toes. "O-Oh? What is it then?" She asked, exchanging a glance with Tsubaki whom merely shrugged and smiled reassuringly at her. Yes she decided this was really a very bad idea.

Patti laughed at the stark terror on Maka's face and wound her free arm around the younger girl's arm. "Ne, don't worry Maka! You'll have fun!" She cheered, shaking both Maka and her sister as she wiggled and danced towards a door at the back of the club. Maka only felt worse. "I hope so." She all but moaned, waiting for Liz to shake her sister off and speak with a very burly looking bouncer who was guarding the earlier mentioned door. After gaining the okay from the bouncer the girls stepped through the door and Maka had the strange inkling that if she could convince the bouncer to lock the girls in and let her escape…

She wasn't given that much time to think as she was suddenly pulled into what appeared to be a row of doors. Maka blinked, craning her head backwards to see the door they had come through earlier was being closed and growing smaller and smaller with each step she was forced to take. "Uh Liz? Where exactly are we going?" Maka asked, doing well to keep her fear out of her voice. Whatever the older demon gun had planned had better be something good she thought pitifully.

Liz only grinned and waved off Maka's question, stopping once they were in front of the last door of the row. "Just wait Maka, you'll see." Patti sang, bouncing beside her sister. Tsubaki giggled softly and laid a comforting hand on Maka's shoulder, her bright blue eyes sincere. "You'll like this surprise Maka. Trust me." She soothed, pushing the young scythe meister through the door after Liz and Patti.

'I hope so.' Maka thought with a dejected sigh, allowing herself to be pushed further into the room. She raised a brow at what she saw. It was a fairly large recording look-alike studio, with a long black leather couch leaned up against the wall nearest the door with a low hanging chandelier being the only source of light. A small square shaped stage sat on the far end of the wall with a large karaoke system beside the stage and five different microphones sat atop it.

Maka turned, eyebrows still raised, as she looked at the beaming Thompson sisters and smiling Tsubaki. "You brought me here…for karaoke?" She asked surprised at how normal it sounded. And safe, she couldn't forget that. Liz's grin widened and she laughed. "Good surprise huh? Soul suggested we take you actually." She said, earning a slack-jawed look from the pig-tailed meister. "Soul? Really?" She muttered, shaking her head before allowing herself to collapse on the long leather couch.

A small smile found its way on her face, the first real one of the night, and laughed. "Thank you." Maka said, soft green eyes lighting up. She made a mental note to thank her friends again after tonight, and also thank a certain white-haired weapon as soon as she came home. After all there were far worse things that the sisters could have put Maka through (like a too grand party at Kid's mansion, a boasting Black*Star and room for anything too horrifying to happen) and she was thankful for the break.

The girls smiled and Liz shrugged her shoulders after a moment's silence. "What better way to celebrate your birthday right?" Tsubaki said smiling sweetly as she went over to the karaoke system and picked up two of the microphones. "Now then, we've got until midnight ladies. So let's use our time wisely." Liz spoke up, a giggling Patti at her side as Tsubaki laughed and handed over the two microphones to the sisters. Maka smiled happily and for the first time since the idea had been proposed for this girl's night, she was beginning to find it fun.

Once the girls had used up their time, singing and dancing and laughing all the way through, Maka had new-found respect for ladies night and her partner as well. Speaking of partners, she peeked inside the apartment once inside, the clock chiming and signaling it was ten after twelve. A smile slipped onto her face when she caught sight of Soul, sprawled on the couch and a small line of drool at the corner of his mouth, a couch pillow thrown haphazardly over half of his face while he slept.

She smiled fondly and rolled her eyes as she crept further inside, closing and locking the door behind her before grabbing the thick knitted quilt on the back of the couch and laying it over her sleeping weapon. "Thanks Soul." She said quietly, lowering the pillow from his face and tucking it under his head instead. She received a soft grunt and furrowed eyebrows as her answer. She giggled quietly and leaned down to press her lips to his cheek, smiling as she stood back up. She'd have to thank him properly tomorrow.

Special Thanks: Because I love making my reviewers happy, and giving them exactly what they want. So with that said, if you have any suggestions, ask away! :3

Kashii Ai: Have I mentioned how unbelievably sweet you are? No?! Well you are! Thanks so much for the review. And I'm so glad you liked the last one. Concerning the one with Maka and her family, I feel the same way. I'd actually love to delve a little deeper into it too. I mean, obviously there's a lot of pent up trauma for Maka that you can sense in the manga and anime even so why not in fanfiction. Thanks again for the kind words! Hope you like this next one just as much! :)

Strawberry-Tina: Thank You!! Haha so glad you liked the last one. You need to write more one shots though! I loved your last one So much :)

Spiced-Ivy: Glad you liked it! I like the short drabbles too, they're definitely easier to write too. Hope this longer one is just as good though :D

The Inimitable DA: Haha I'm glad I got all the gooey and heart-twinging across. Hope you like this one too! :3