A/N: Chappy three!

Soul Eater is not owned by me, myself, or I. Even though that's not grammatically correct.

Mifune was sitting in the teacher's lounge with Stein and Spirit, he chewing on hay and the other two smoking. It was a peaceful silence.

That was ended with the abrupt opening of a door.

"Mifune!" a blond girl in pigtails called.

"Maka!" Spirit called with glee, but was shamelessly ignored by his daughter. He sat in the corner, sobbing to himself.

"Maka Albarn, you should be in class right now," Stein interjected.

"I know, but look!" she held out the bunny she was cradling, and it squeaked. An unusual color of pink with a black spot over its left eye. "Chrona got his witch powers and now he can't change back!"

Mifune sighed. "And what do you expect me to do about it?"

"Well, you would know where Angela was, so..."

"Sure I do. She's in class." Mifune rolled his eyes. "I'm protecting her because she hasn't received her witch powers yet."

"Oh..." she looked at the rabbit. "What now?"

Stein took a drag from his cigarette. "I would talk to Shinigami if I were you."

Maka bowed her head. "Thank you professor Stein, Mifune." She left with a swift click of the door, not even acknowledging her father.

"...Maka..."

They were walking down the hall made of guillotines leading to the Death Room.

"Wh-what do we do now, Maka?"

"After one idea fails, do you think any other of this bitch's ideas are going to help us?" Ragnarok questioned in Chrona's mind.

"We could probably see if Lord Death knows anything about witches," Maka said.

"Yeah..."

A minute more of walking brought them to Shinigami, who waved in a friendly manner, and Kid who formally nodded.

"Why hello, Maka," the older one greeted in his comical tone. "And what a cute bunny that is!"

In two seconds he moved from across the room to the meister's side, petting Chrona with his large hands.

"L-Lord Death! That's Chrona!"

"Eh? Oh. Sorry Chrona!" he put Chrona on the ground.

Kid's eyebrow twitched. "One spot on one side... but not the other..." He covered his face with his hands. "It's not... symmetrical!" He shook his head and tried to keep a straight face as he walked past the others. "Father, I'll... talk to you later." He left in a hurry.

Maka laughed awkwardly, then turned to Shinigami. "So what do we do?"

"Hm? Oh you mean our friend Chrona!" Shinigami said. "Well it looks like he inherited his witch powers from Medusa!"

"Yes, we know that!" Chrona exclaimed from the ground. "But I don't know how to change back!"

"Well that is a problem isn't it?"

Maka nodded. "Do you know how witches can change back from their animal forms?"

Shinigami tilted his head 90 degrees sideways. "Nope, not a clue."

Maka sweat dropped. "Who can we turn to now?"

"Well, what about your cat friend Blair?"

Maka perked up. Of course! Blair! She picked up Chrona carefully. "Thank you, Lord Death!"

He waved back. "No problemo!"

Maka was running when she passed by Class Crescent Moon, and she looked in. Sid was in the middle of a stern lecture to Ox. "Excuse me Sid, but can I borrow Soul for a little bit?"

He nodded and turned his attention back to the poor bespectacled boy.

"So what's the deal Maka? I don't mind cutting, since it's extremely cool and all, but I gotta know what's up," Soul commented after they had left the school and were walking down the steps.

"It's Chrona," Maka explained, motioning to him in her arms. "His witch powers made him change into his animal form for the first time, and we think Blair will know how to change back."

He nodded. "Okay, and why do you need me?"

She smirked evilly. "Since I have no idea where she might be during our absence, you will serve as our bait."

Before he could protest, Maka had grabbed the collar of his shirt, preventing escape.

The three of them then went around wandering the streets of Death City, the rabbit silently arguing with his blood partner, and the albino being dragged by the pigtailed meister, who was calling all the way, "Blair! Come and get it! Your kitty cat toy Soul!"