Hello, everybody! OXY is back!

*Empty water bottle thrown at head*

Well, not getting butchered in these Author Notes is a start.

Anyway, I digress. Spirit decides to go on an "Albarn Camping Trip!" The destination: Yosemite National Park. What will happen when a storm hits? What will the aftermath be? Read to find out!

Thanks to Rin Akiyama for the meme suggestion. Yes, I actually DID get this up within the two-month grace period. Thanks also to epicninjas for kicking my ass in gear.

Disclaimer 1: I do not own Soul Eater or the Double Rainbow meme. There are many other things in this fic that I do not own, but I'm going to list them in the end Author's Note. I don't want to give away anything, now do I?

WARNING: This chapter was written when I was having severe anxiety/panic attacks about applying for my Driver's License. Yes, I know, it is a stupid thing to freak out about, but try telling that to subconscious. So, if things seem a bit rushed, it is because of anxiety. If things are bizarre, it is because of the anti-anxiety meds.

Le Gasp!

/ / /

Maka growled, glaring at her father. "I hate you. So. Much."

"But Maka!" whined Spirit. "I just wanted to go on a family camping trip!"

The only response the Death-Scythe got from his daughter was a very deep and very angry growly.

It had been like this for well over seven hours. Spirit decided that he wanted to go on an "Albarn Camping Trip," just like the old times. Unfortunately, Kami was on the other side of the world (and still wouldn't go if she could), and Maka wouldn't go anywhere near the idiot.

Alas, said idiot was not deterred so easily. Spirit had anticipated his daughter's refusal, and had created a highly illegal plot. The pervy Death-Scythe had somehow managed to get Maka to go on another date with him. When she wasn't paying attention to him (which was pretty much the whole time), Spirit had slipped some horse tranquilizers into his daughter's food. Within minutes, Maka had been O.H.K.O'ed, giving Spirit the perfect opportunity. He dragged her into his van (not like that, you wanky perverts!), sped to her apartment, packed her bags, tossed them into the back of the van, and sped off to their 'Final Destination.'

Needless to say, Maka was not pleased after she had regained consciousness. She stopped trying to beat her father to death (which was going quite well), after they almost crashed into an oncoming semi truck. Maka conceded that since she didn't have enough money on her to get a cab back to Death City, and didn't have a driver's license, it would probably be for the best if she humored her dumbass father.

"How much longer?" Maka asked, still refusing to look at her father.

This shot Spirit into paroxysms of grief, but he almost instantly recovered when he saw something up ahead. "Not much longer, daughter dearest! We're actually here!"

"Joy," Maka grumbled. "I hope you get eaten by a bear, Papa (note that she actually wanted to go to Yosemite National Park for some time now, but throw her father in…).

"Oh Maka," Spirit laughed. "Only Yogi Bear and his friends live here! And they don't eat humans; only their picnic baskets!" He then leaned over and ruffled Maka's hair affectionately.

She smacked his hand away, turning to level a mountain-obliterating glare at him. "Don't touch me. Besides, you're reasoning is faulty on many levels. For one thing, Yogi lives in Jellystone Park, not Yosemite. There are many other issues besides the one I just said, but the biggest one is this: Yogi Bear is fictional. He doesn't exist."

Maka then slammed the door on her stunned father, the weather starting to reflect her mood. He didn't mind his daughter's rudeness (he never did, really), as the horrible truth penetrated his dense skull.

"Yogi Bear… Is fake?"

/ / /

Spirit's eyes snapped open as he jerked himself out of a horrible nightmare involving Stein, a butter knife, and a graphing calculator. The Death Scythe shot up, gasping rapidly for air as he made the transition from dream to reality. Eventually, after several minutes, Spirit was able to progressively normalize his breathing pattern. He wiped his brow and made a 'whoof' of relief. "Damn. That was terrifying! Well, it was only a dream. Stein can't get me here!" He laughed arrogantly, putting one of his hands out behind him.

His merriment was not to last.

Spirit's laughter cut off as his hand landed to rest on something abnormal… He frowned, wondering what exactly his hand was touching. "Wait… Wet? Furry? Warm? What the hell is this?" Slowly, with his free hand, the Death-Scythe grabbed a portable lantern next to him and flipped the switch.

A sudden flash from the lantern revealed the mystery. Spirit stared at it for a few moments, stunned by the grotesque abomination in front of him. After the shock wore off, Spirit did what almost anybody would do in that same situation; he screamed.

He screamed, for the object he had fondled was a bloody, severed horse head with a giant screw driven through its skull!"

/ / /

"Okay everybody! I think it's safe to come out now!" Maka whispered, illuminating the insides of the tent with the dim beam of a flashlight. Moments filled with absolutely nothing passed. She frowned, wondering what was taking them so long. "Um… You all can come out now…"

Not even a second after the last word was uttered; a much brighter flash of yellow and pink once again illuminated the tent. The auras lost their brightness as they manifested into their physical forms. These auras faded completely, revealing Tsubaki and the Thompson sisters.

" 'Bout time…" Liz grumbled. "Damn, I hate how stiff I get when I've been in weapon form for too long."

Tsubaki blinked, peering at Liz through the weak lighting provided by the flashlight. "Um… It's not that bad… I've had to be a knife for almost a day when Black*Star went on a caffeine-induced training binge…"

Liz just glared at the other weapon, cowing her immediately. "Oi, I'm trying to complain here. You're not helping."

Patty laughed, grinning cheekily at Maka. "Kya ha ha! That was awesome! You really pulled the wool over your father's eyes!"

At this, Maka smiled in a somewhat manic fashion. "Of course I did!" She then laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of her head. "Ha, but it's nothing special… Anybody can fool Papa. I remember how he once lost his wallet to a rock…"

"A rock?" The three weapon girls queried.

"Don't ask. Please." Maka said with a grimace.

Patty blinked, then shrugged. "Alright, whatever you say Maka! Say, tell us again about how you outsmarted your father!"

"Patty, we were there, remember?" Liz asked, knocking lightly on her younger sister's skull.

"Aw, come on!" Patty whined, pouting slightly. "It's for the sake of the audience! They don't know how we got here!"

Patty's statement was met with crushing silence as the other girls stared at her. She blinked, confused as to why her friends were acting this way. "Come on," she goaded. "The audience needs to know how we got here!"

Suddenly, a large thunderbolt rent the sky and detonated with an earth-shaking explosion. The girls screamed, huddling close together in fright.

"Wh-what was that!" Patty screamed, clutching her older sister in a backbreaking hug.

Tsubaki gasped. "Patty! The fourth wall! You broke it!"

And so she had. With a sudden fart-like noise, the two tents flew up into the air and unceremoniously deposited their occupants on the ground. Spirit squawked when he hit the ground, fortunately awakening him from his horrible nightmares. His joy at finally waking up evaporated almost instantly when he saw the four girls next to him.

"MAKA!" Spirit roared, jumping up to his feet and waving his fists above his head like the crazy person he was. "WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE!"

"Oh dear…" Liz said. Patty flipped the bird at the psycho, and Tsubaki just put her hands over her mouth.

Maka growled. "Hey, don't get all pissed now! I'd say it's perfectly reasonable to conspire against you considering you 'effing KIDNAPPED me!" Her friends nodded in agreement, shrinking away from the negative energy rolling off of Maka.

"Um… Everybody?" Tsubaki called, only to get no response from the warring duo. She sighed, before turning to look at Patty. "Say, Patty… Could you do me a favor and get their attention?"

Patty donned an evil grin. "Yes ma'am!" She crowed, before grabbing a rock off of the ground and chucking at Spirit's head. The speeding projectile smashed into the dope's head, causing him to make an odd noise and fall to the ground. Now, this didn't knock Spirit out; his skull had hardened to protect himself from the Shinigami Chops he received on a daily basis. It did, however, focus his attention on Maka's friends.

"What!" He hissed, rubbing his now-bruised noggin.

Tsubaki stared at him. "Mr. Albarn, um, you might want to save the telling-off for later…"

Spirit just glared at her. "Why?"

An ominous creaking was heard throughout the area, as a portal ripped open high up in the sky. Black storm clouds billowed out of it, releasing torrential rains and massive bolts of blue-white lightning. "The fourth wall has been broken."

And with those words, the quintet was plunged into the storm of the century.

/ / /

elsewhere

A farmer sighed dejectedly, gazing out at his withered crops. It had been well over two weeks without rain where the farmer lived, and his corn was all but dead. He groaned, grabbing his head in his hands. "Ruined… I'm ruined…"

His negative ruminations were cut off when a large drop of water hit him on the head. Blinking in confusion, the farmer looked up and gasped. A massive thunderstorm was approaching, and it was a really wet one! A shit-eating grin crossed the farmer's face, and he started to jump for joy and shout in ecstasy.

Just then, a clear portion of the sky tore open, revealing a multi-colored portal. The farmer blinked in confusion, confused by the oddity that had suddenly marred the sky. A wind started to pick up and, much to the horror and dismay of the farmer, the portal started to suck up the storm system. He shouted at it to "gimme mah water back, ya' damned thief!" Predictably, this utterance was completely ineffective, and the portal swallowed the storm within mere seconds.

The farmer stared up at the portal in despair and puzzlement, hoping that the storm would be regurgitated. It wasn't. Rather, the portal shrunk down into a small slip of paper, which gently floated to the ground. And imprinted on the slip was:

"I.O.U"

/ / /

It was well into the next afternoon when Spirit regained consciousness. With a groan, he managed to get wearily to his feet. "Ugh…" The Death-Scythe grunted. "Damn, I can't believe we survived last night… Wait, we?"

Spirit's head snapped around to survey the surrounding area. With a sudden jolt of horror, he noticed that Maka and her friends were gone. Spirit stood rooted to the spot, his mind going a mile a minute. Eventually, he hit on a fail-safe plan to find his beloved daughter. The plan was simple, really. In fact, the plan was only one word long. This one word long plan was, "Panic."

And that is what he did. With a primal shriek, Spirit started running without direction, the only thought on his mind was to find Maka. "Is she behind that boulder?" He ran around the rather large rock, only to be greeted by a complete lack of Maka. "Is she under this boulder?" Using the massive amounts of adrenalin in his system to his advantage, Spirit lifted the boulder up above his head. He frowned. "Still no Maka… Wait… What if she's in the rock?" And so, the dope sprinted toward a cliff, carrying the boulder above his head. With a grunt, he threw the boulder down into the ravine. Spirit peered down expectantly at the falling rock, nearly wetting himself when the boulder fragmented upon contact with the far wall of the ravine. He actually did wet himself when he couldn't see anybody in the rubble left behind from the rock.

"SHIT!" He roared, raising his fists toward the heavens. "MAKA! WHERE ARE Y0u…" Spirit cut himself off when he spied something in the sky. He frowned, peering up at the sky. "Wait… is that…"

All thoughts about finding his daughter or her friends were instantly scrubbed from the man's head as he realized what was up in the sky. "T-that's…" Spirit stammered, his jaw dropping in a comical manner. "That's a d-double rainbow…"

And so it was. Extending across the sky was a honking double rainbow. Not a regular rainbow, mind you, but a friggin' double rainbow! Spirit fell to his knees in a state of shock.

"Woah… That's a full rainbow…" He breathed, keeping his gaze locked upon the natural phenomenon. "Oh my God, double rainbow all the way…" Spirit gave a few moans of inarticulate pleasure at the sight. He then started to loudly laugh. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Yeah! Whoo! It's starting to look like a triple rainbow! Oh my God, it's full on! Double rainbow all the way across the sky!" Tears of joy started to choke the man's voice. "This is… Oooooh, ho, ho… Oh my God… Oh! It's so bright… Oh my God, it's so very vivid… Oh! Oh! OH!"

At this point, the man descended further into hysteria (assuming that was even possible). "So beautiful…" He couldn't talk anymore, due to how hard he was weeping (note that some of the sobs sounded suspiciously like 'double rainbow'). After a time, Spirit was somewhat able to regain his voice. "Too much… Oh my God, it's so intense…" And too much it was. Spirit swayed on the spot, before falling down on his back. He didn't mind; the double rainbow made everything better. Spirit gave a contented sigh, happily laying on the ground and gazing up at the miracle.

Alas, a boot hit him in the head, promptly knocking him unconscious.

/ / /

"Urf…" Liz moaned, pushing herself up from the mossy floor of the stone alcove that she, Patty, Tsubaki, and Maka had taken refuge in. "H-hey! We made it!"

Maka was the first to respond. "… huh?" She intelligently said. Maka paused, before bolting upright. "Wait… We… We're still alive?"

"Duh!" Patty yelled, rolling off of a shelf in the alcove and onto the floor. "Of course we're alive!" She blinked, before looking at her older sister. "Right?"

"SHUT UP!" Tsubaki roared, emerging from the surrounding forest looking worse for the wear. "S-sorry…" She said, noticing the expressions on her friend's faces. "I'm just having my period right now, and it's giving me a killer headache. Or maybe that's because of the blood lo-"

"MOVING on!" Maka said, hastily cutting the weapon off. "We should probably find Papa. Even if I do hate him, it wouldn't end that well if we can't find him.

Patty walked over to Maka and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Relax, Maka." She said, smiling gently at her friend. "I'm certain that we'll find him! All we have to do is listen for any hysterical screaming."

As if bidden by her statement, Spirit's voice reverberated in the clearing. "MAKA! WHERE ARE Y0u…" The girls frowned, looking at each other.

"Well, Patty…" Liz said, glancing at her younger sister. "Looks like you were right."

Tsubaki clutched her head. "Can't that idiot shut the hell up?" She winced, massaging her temples.

Maka sighed. "Sure… We'll have to knock him out first, though…"

"Sounds like fun!" Tsubaki said, flashing her Slasher Smile. She then started walking in the general direction of where the voice came from. The other girls looked at each other.

"The demon has awoken." Patty intoned. "Death-Scythe is, simply put, fu*ked."

And with that statement, the girls ran off after the psychotic Tsubaki.

/ / /

When Tsubaki stopped, it was so abrupt that her three pursuers crashed into her, one after the other. This caused the brunette to capsize, resulting in all four girls to become entangled, limbs thrashing uselessly.

"Ow!" Maka said, slowly working her way out of the orgy. "What was that fo-" She cut herself off and gaped out at what Tsubaki had seen.

Tsubaki was the next to escape the awkward tangle of bodies. With a battle cry, she exploded upward so fast that the Thompson sister literally flew off of her. The ninja-weapon paid this no heed; rather, she went up and stood beside Maka. "Yes. Horrible, isn't it?"

"TSUBAKI!" Liz roared, dragging a woozy Patty behind her. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW RECKL-" As with Maka, Liz's tirade was stopped in its tracks at what she was witnessing. She worked her mouth for a bit, eventually finding some suitable words. "That… That's just sad…"

Patty, who had recovered by this point, peered out at the drama between Tsubaki's legs (seriously, get 'cho minds out of the gutter, you horny freaks!). Unlike the others, Patty didn't have a catatonic reaction like her friends. Instead, she whipped a camcorder out from behind her and started filming the action. "Hells yeah!" She cheered, punching a fist up into the air. Unfortunately, said fist hit a particularly delicate area (and now toss your minds back into the gutter).

Tsubaki yowled, jumping up in the air. She gasped in pain when she hit the ground, crumpling up into a heap. "Owowowowowwowowow…" She moaned, rocking slightly.

Liz just sighed, before gently lifting Tsubaki up and refocusing her suffering friend's attention on the scene playing out in front of them. "Come on," Liz said in a soothing voice, rubbing Tsubaki's shoulders. "Watching Death-Scythe should help you feel better."

"Oh, deathdamnit…" Maka moaned, flushing furiously and covering her face with her hands. "My loathing of him just quadrupled… Not sure how that's possible, but…"

Patty slowly rose to her feet, still videotaping Spirit's antics. "Oh, double rainbow… This is so rich…"

Just then, Spirit broke down into hysterics. All the girls flinched save for Tsubaki, who had finally snapped. Slowly, the temporarily insane teen reached down, undid her boot's lace, stood up straight, and took aim. And thus, she waited unobserved for the perfect chance to nail the moron. That chance came quite quickly; Spirit had fallen down in ecstasy.

Tsubaki would make sure that he stayed down. Even faster than a cobra striking its prey, the hormonal teen reared back and threw her boot. It sailed through the air, making an ominous whistling noise. With a satisfying hollow thumping, the boot made contact with Spirit's head, instantly rending him unconscious. Tsubaki started to cheer and dance, celebrating the O.H.K.O headshot she had just pulled off.

Patty, Liz, and Maka gasped at the antics of their friend. Well, Maka and Liz did; Patty had turned the camcorder on Tsubaki. None of them spoke for a while, not sure of what the right thing to say. After about three minutes, Maka added her two cents to the matter.

"How're we going to get home now?"

/ / /

Okay, that is a wrap!

And holy crap, this one taxed me! Over three thousand words! Just… Wow. I never thought that any single chapter of this fic would exceed one thousand words…

Anyway, I'm not sure how this turned out. I think I'm going to impose a new rule: I will try my hardest not to write a chapter containing over 1.5 thousand words. I think that anything longer would go from (somewhat) funny to tedious. I think I was able to save this chapter from that fate, but…

On a side note, go me! I just got my driver's license! Huzzah!

Random Audience Member: Nobody cares!

Me: Okay…

Disclaimer 2: I do not own the fourth wall. I also apologize if anybody was offended by this fic. If you were, please forgive me. Yes, this fic is rated 'T,' but that's more due to Soul Eater being more of a pg-13 program. The manga is more of a Rated-R deal. Since this fic draws on both media, it falls somewhere in-between 'T' and 'M.'

Tsubaki: Please review!

Patty: Or you'll be forced to listen to Spirit singing!

Maka: Which is something to be avoided at all costs…

Next Time: Rage! Tempers flare in Death City?