Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater! I own my OC, Jamie Elliot!

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5. Lord Death's New Favorite

In a room where clouds floated in cartoon blottedness, and the light blue sky was rather like the sky in a Dr. Suess book. Where a large mirror sat in a red case, and several crimson guillotines over a cobblestone path made the entrance. The Death Room. Lord Death's meeting room, where he confronted students whether to congratulate them for collecting 99 kishin souls and 1 witch soul, or to punish them for being a sucky-soul-collector.

Or to greet them, for their first day of school at the DWMA.

Lord Death, the black, flicker-y robed, large handed, goofy faced shinigami-sama was waiting as Jamie Elliot, newest meister, and her weapon Mark, finally in human form, made their way up the path towards him.

Her weapon was quite interesting. He had a green Mohawk and goatee, golden eyes, arms covered in tattoos. Was wearing knuckle-less gloves, a gray man-tank, and baggy black pants with converse shoes. A scowl across his lip, eyes narrowed. It's a good thing he didn't like people, because people wouldn't really like him.

"Hey-o! Hello! Welcome welcome!" came Lord Death's bubbly voice as the duo finally stopped in front of him, "Welcome Miss Jamie and Mister Mark to the DWMA." Jamie nodded and smiled, bowing, "Nice to meet you as well, Shinigami-sama sir." Lord Death shook his hands, "Oh please, Japanese is far to formal. Call me Lord Death in English, please?"

Jamie smiled again, "Yes Lord Death!" Mark blinked, "If that's all, I'm out." Immediately, he transformed back into a shot gun. Jamie caught him, and attached him to her side. "Sorry." Jamie apologized, "Mark doesn't like people." Lord Death smiled, his mask's eyes closing and mouth curving up, "I figured."

Jamie rocked back and forth on her feet, "Well! If that's all, I will be off!" Lord Death shook his head, "No its not, have you met my son Kid?" Jamie turned back from her heading out the door and nodded, "Yes! I call him Little Death." Lord Death's mask contorted with the largeness of the smile he had at that, "Little Death huh?"

Jamie smiled, "Well, what about him?" she ushered, raising an eyebrow to the long time shinigami, "Well, I heard about the asymmetry incident, and I apologize. He can be a bit unorthodox with his symmetry obsession. There's really nothing that can be done." Jamie waved it off, "Oh please, I wasn't even offended. I found Little Death's display quite comical actually."

Lord Death nodded, his mask betraying the grin more so every second. "You are dismissed Miss Elliot. Pleased to meet you."

Jamie nodded, bowed once more, and sashayed her way out of the Death Room. The cute, cartoon Death God continued to smile, "I like this one." he said to no one in particular, "Maybe, just maybe, she's the one."

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The one what? Well you gotta read to find out!