Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any references mentioned.
Dress
"Would you play dress up with me? Pretty please?" Maka asked balancing on her tip toes. Her blonde hair was just a bit messy from a good night's rest. Her fuzzy purple bathrobe clung to the fabric of her flannel pajama bottoms as she bobbed up and down in giddy excitement.
The sun was just barely out and the dew was just fresh on the grass. Birds were fluttering about. The wind was creating a breeze, causing the wind chimes to lightly clang back and forth. Point is that it was extremely early for a tired Spirit who had fallen asleep on the couch in an attempt to get some actual work done. Mission unsuccessful.
"I'd love too." Her father chuckled back with a hint of reluctance. The young girl slung a box over her shoulders. "Okay. I'll be right back." She grinned at her superiority in the situation. She held out her arm to tell her father to wait for her to come back out. In fact she wasn't interested in dressing him up as well. Maka wanted an audience more than anything. The blonde had been thinking of this opportunity all night.
Maka slumped down in the back of her closet. Firstly, she reached out for her red dress. The material was silky and it made her feel like a princess and rightly so because she was going to dress up as one.
The box snapped open with one touch of the latch. Tiny paper hair clips, shiny faux jewelry in an assortment of colors, and a gold painted tiara took up most of the first compartment of the silver box. Maka tugged the other part open. Inside were multitudes of makeup in mini proportions. She reached for the lipstick first in a shade of light pink but stopped when she noticed the eyeshadow in every color. Of course little Maka didn't exactly know how to put it on professionally but she had seen her mama do it before so she figured that she was perfectly capable of it herself.
With her pointer finger, she smeared on a gold color all over her eyelids. Now for lipstick. Again, the pink was her first choice. She slid it on and puckered her lips. Gorgeous as expected. Next, she layered on the jewelry over her ruby red dress. Maka grabbed the creamy white gloves and slipped them up past her elbow (they were a bit oversized).
She gazed in the mirror, happy with her outcome and skipped out only slipping on her long dress exactly once. She knew what she was doing. Even at such a young age, Maka was a fashionista. After walking out, she tossed the second green beaded necklace back into her room. It indeed was too much. The first one was divine and subtle. The second was an eyesore. It was a good decision on her part.
"Papa I'm ready!" She spun into the living room to find her papa back asleep on the couch. The girl frowned and placed her tiny hands on her hips. "Oops! I better let him sleep." She whispered and skipped back down the hall to wake up her mother who was usually up at this time.
On a normal day, her dad would've taken pictures by the hundreds and fawned over his lovely daughter. This was not a day, but a morning. All normal rules didn't apply. She shrugged. She'd definitely make him play next time as well.
Author's Note: If you have any ideas for future chapters, don't hesitate to tell me! I can't continue with weekly updates, but when summer starts in a few days, the updates will be more regular. Thanks again for reading. :)