Author's note: As promised, something nice and fluffy. It's kind of fun to think about what they were all like when they were kids. And this is about the length that I wanted all of the pieces to be but that doesn't work too well for me all the time. Ah well.

Ice cream

Soul Eater crept up on yet another unsuspecting little kid in the park. She looked so happy in her sun dress with her dairy treat and her blond pig tails. He waited until her head was turned. He opened his jaws, tongue lolling out, inched closer and closer until CRUNCH! He snapped up her entire scoop of ice cream and most of the cone in one huge bite. A familiar look of confusion regarded him which morphed into shock when she noticed her lack of desert.

She didn't sit in shock.

She didn't yell in a shaky voice for her mommy.

She didn't cry.

This one threw down what was left of her cone with a surprising amount of fury for one so delicate looking and shouted, "You bastard!" The tables had turned. His own eyes widened with shock while his cheeks were still bulging and vanilla ice cream dribbled down his chin. He had to swallow quickly and deal with the brain freeze while he scrambled away from the crazy girl chasing after him.

Soul's brain pain put him at a disadvantage, so the girl quickly caught up to him and managed to trip him. She sat on him so he couldn't move and he was forced to look at the intense scowl in her green eyes. When she raised a hand he squeezed his eyes shut and expected to be hit. Instead he felt a concentrated pain on his forehead.

"Ow!"

"Why did you eat my ice cream?!" she demanded. When he only glared back at her she flicked him again.

"OW! That hurts!" He wined rubbing the spot. She grabbing his wrist and wrenched it away to flick him a third time but he relented.

"Ok, ok! My parents never let me eat desert or anything that tastes good because they say it's bad for me. Ice cream is my favorite," he muttered the last part without looking at her.

The girl smiled, "Why didn't you say so? Next time we can share." She got off of him and offered a hand up.

"My name's Maka, wanna play?" He eyed her hand suspiciously, and then he took it.