A/N: It's amazing how addicted you can become to checking your fanfiction account in twenty four hours. Thanks so much for reading chapter two, where Liz, Kid and Patti get some lines. I'm afraid they won't be in a lot of missions in the beginning of this fanfic because Liz and Patti both broke ribs as I mentioned in the last chapter. But I will try to make their 'screen time' memorable and in character. Thanks so much for reading! And I would just be super happy if you would Rate, Review and maybe even follow/favorite! I update at least once a week!

"Do you think they're home yet?" Patti asked, sounding sad.

"I doubt it. They had to go a half hour out of Death City, and Tsubaki, Black Star, and Crona all took a bus." Liz Thompson flipped through her cell phone for any messages from Soul or Maka. They were supposed to go over for dinner around 9:00 p.m. it was 8:37 now. She already had to have Kid throw a tantrum about not being there at 8, and now Patti was bothering her every five minutes.

"I wish we could have gone too." Patti pouted.

"No, you don't. You broke four ribs Patti! I only broke three and it hurts to breath. Walking to Maka and Soul's is the most exercise I've had in a week."

Kid came into the living room. "Liz is absolutely correct Patti. The best cure for broken ribs is rest and total lack of strenuous activity. Besides, I have to do more work than you when we fight, and I have an injury too."

"Maka got hurt pretty bad though Kid. She had lot's of bruises and she's already doing missions."

"That was different! Her ribs aren't cracking down the middle. If you don't take care of this properly you'll start walking lopsided and I don't think I can handle that!" Kid started to hyperventilate, apparently at the thought of one of his weapons developing an asymmetrical walk.

Liz shook her head. "I think thats called sclerosis, and it's a back problem. Besides, she has four broken ribs and your worried about how she walks? I wonder about you two sometimes. Also, Maka is-" Then her phone buzzed. "Hey It's Maka. She and Soul are almost back."

"Yay! Food time!" Patti raised her arms in celebration, but put them back down after wincing.

Liz looked at Kid. "You know, they're going to be exhausted by the time they get back. We can't ask them to invite us in and feed us. We should make dinner."

"All right. But you sit down! I'll make it. You shouldn't he lifting pans and stuff." Kid said, pointing at a chair and donning a black apron.

Liz blinked in surprise. "Thanks Kid. I owe you. Just don't burn it."

Patti laughed. "Just as long as it's symmetrical!"

"Patti has the right idea."

"Oh my God, Kid, shut up!"

Maka was changing out of her school uniform when the doorbell rang.

"That's Kid and the Thompson's Soul Eater. Aw, I haven't even thought about dinner yet. And Black Star is probably going to eat a horse."

"Do we even have any food?" Soul asked.

"Don't worry about it Soul, I'll get it. Just answer the door." Maka hung up her black coat and pulled off her knee socks.

"Got it." Soul Eater called from the other room.

She heard a group of voices, and figured they all must have met up at the bus stop. Maka examined her legs in the mirror. The bruises she had received were faded to yellow now, the same for the ones on her arms and back. She had band aids in on her knees and shoulders. The thing that stood out most though, was the red puckered scar that ran up the right side of her stomach. The stitches had done their job well in holding the wound together, although they looked a little strained after their latest excursion. Maka didn't understand what was so bad about it. Sure, she's been in the hospital for two weeks after having surgery for her internal bleeding. But it wasn't as if her friends didn't have ones to match. Ironically, Soul did have a matching scar across his chest, the one he got when the first fought Crona, who was under the madness at the time. But when Kid, Tsubaki, and Soul had been conscious for her checkup at the end of the visit, they all winced. Maka knew she must have looked ubsurd; covered in purple bruises and band aids. She'd also lost weight in that last month, and hardly ate in the hospital so she was just a tiny beat up girl in short shorts and a sports bra. The weakest. Crona had said something like it once; "You're the little one."

"Whatever." Maka muttered to herself. She threw on sweatpants and a hoodie, and walked outside to socialize.

"Hey Maka! We brought food!" Said Liz cheerfully. She gestured to the table, which had been laid out with perfectly symmetrical dishes. Two salad bowls, two rice pots and a bowl of curry in the middle.

'It's a good thing Crona's in our group, or the plates would be uneven." Said Kid, who was loading his plate with rice.

"It's nice we're appreciating Crona here, but you don't have to drag him into your mania." Commented Liz, rolling her eyes.

"I'm not! I was just noticing!" Kid said defensively.

"Who cares? I'm starving!" Said Black Star.

"Nya! Maka! Did you and Soul bring your adorable friends back?" A voice purred from the hallway.

"Oh, fantastic." Groaned Maka. "Blair."

The cat was skimpily dressed as ever, but at least she had a skirt on this time. "Hey you, I think your a boy, but I'm not sure. You sure are cute though!" Blair glomped him and rubbed her chest on his cheek.

"S-stop! I Don't k-know how to deal with this!" yelped Crona in an abnormally high pitched voice.

"Cut it out Blair! He's shy, thats totally uncool." Soul stepped in, causing Maka to stop scowling.

"Nya! You're no fun anymore Soul." Blair whined. She walked out the door; probably on her way to her job at Chupa Cabra's.

"Finally. Sorry about that Crona." Maka said, smiling at him. "Come on, have some curry."

"Yes, Crona join in so that the table is symmetrical. Speaking of symmetry." Kid turned to Maka, his eye twitching. "Your pigtails are uneven." Liz groaned, Tsubaki laughed, and Maka let him fix the offending pigtail so that they were the same height.

After dinner, everyone spread out on the couch and the chairs in the living room and talked about the mission.

"So basically, Soul and Maka are the only ones who got any souls? You have got to be kidding." Liz said.

"A GUY AS BIG AS I AM DOESN"T NEED TO-"

"Back Star be quiet!" Everyone yelled.

After Black Star quieted down the conversation slowly came to a stop. And when Patti fell asleep on the couch they all decided it was time to go home.

"See you all later!" Maka called after them as they walked down the hall.

"Thanks a lot Maka! Bye Soul!" They said as they left the apartment.

"Man I am beat." Soul commented once she closed the door. "I'm going to bed."

"It's 10:30, that's probably a good idea, we have school tomorrow." Maka said. "Turn the hall light on so Blair can find her way."

"Okay. Whatever. See you tomorrow." Soul Eater watched her pull off her hoodie as she walked through her door. The hem of her T-shirt lifted, and he saw the red stitched up scar that reached from her waist to her ribs, which her visible through her purple and blue patched skin. Soul Eater suddenly felt like punching a wall. What kind of weapon was he? He was lucky she couldn't remember how to transform into a weapon, or she wouldn't even need him anymore. "Damn." He muttered, before going into his room and shutting the door.

Once Maka was in her room again, she did something that had become a habit for her before bed. She held up her wrist, and turned her hand into the tip of a blade.

Dun dun duuuun! So Maka CAN remember her weapon abilities! Also Soul is bent out of shape because he feels useless! Maybe in the next chapter something called *Gasp* A PLOT comes in!