After the events, which would forever be known as the 'Basketball Incident', the crew were peacefully having lunch. Although, 'quiet' didn't describe it all too well. As the conversation continued on, Eruka noticed that Maka, and Kid not only led the discussion, but always seemed to be the ones bickering with someone the most.
"Soul, if we don't keep up our training, then we'll be in trouble if a real threat happens." Maka scolded her slothful partner.
"Come on, relax. We've got nothing to worry about. Besides, what's honestly the worst that could happen?" Soul countered.
"I just have to check. It's probably crooked! I can just feel it." Kid mumbled, not touching his food.
"Kid, relax. The picture won't, and hasn't, moved anywhere. It's just the way you left it." Liz assured, hoping the Shinigami would calm his nerves. Eruka couldn't help but chuckle, if not a bit sadistically. The Grim Reaper's son was obsessing over a picture. The picture's symmetry, no less.
"Yeah, kid." Patty joined in, "Who cares if I moved the picture an inch to the left."
"YOU WHAT?!" Kid practically screamed as I shot himself up, "I gotta fix it!"
"Oh no you don't!" Liz tackled her meister down to the ground, "Patty did NOT do that. Right Patty?"
"No, I did." Patty laughed as Kid struggled to get free from her sister's grasp. Eruka joined in on the laughter as well, nearly falling over.
Eruka's laughing riot, however, was put on hold when she felt the icy cold glare of Black*Star. His Star Clan's glare seemed to pierce her very soul as the assassin shot daggers with his eyes. With a bandage on his nose and a bruise to his pride, Black*Star was NOT going to let this go. Although Eruka felt shivers going up her spine, she didn't truly know that this was just Black*Star while he sulked.
"Hey! I'm starving!" roared a new voice as something arouse from Crona's spine. At the sight of the Black Blood Demon, Eruka immediately screamed in terror. Her scream, she realized, became in vain when she saw Ragnarok. Instead of the towering creature that once stood before her, he had shrunk, practically a chibi of his former self.
(Oh right. Ragnarok lost his souls when Crona joined the Academy.) she remembered, the black blood demon quickly turned to the frog witch.
"Hey, I remember you!" Ragnarok shouted, his mouth forming on his body as he opened his large mouth, roaring hungrily. "I can kill her, right?!" Eruka froze over with fear as Ragnarok got closer to eating her, much like the Kishin did in that hallucination.
"Ragnarok, stop! We're not killing her, either!" Crona shouted, puling back and snatching his partner back.
"Why not? I thought we were suppose to kill witches!" Ragnarok shouted, hitting Crona on the head with his tiny fist, "Are you getting even softer on me?! Huh, is that it?!"
"Stop it, Ragnarok!" Crona complained as he tried to shake off the black blood entity, but it proved to be a losing battle.
"Oh wait, I know! You like the frog, don't ya?! Huh? Is that it?! Admit it!" Ragnarok poked Crona's face and pulled his nose as he shook him around.
"CUT IT OUT!"
In a sudden act of rage and embarrassment, Crona shot up his fist and punched Ragnarok in his face. Time seemed to stand still as everyone looked in aw of the event.
"You asshole! Don't hit me!" Ragnarok shouted as he beat his small fists across Crona's fist and head. The pink haired boy cried as he tried to stop his partner's bullying. Maka sighed, taking out the book she had brought with her.
"MAKA CHOP!" Maka had seen and heard enough as she grabbed a large, thick book she had on her to smack some sense into Ragnarok. Ragnarok, however, was too swift as he quickly grabbed Crona's head and used it as a shield, the Demon Swordsman taking the blunt of the hit. "Oh my gosh! Crona!"
"I don't know how to deal with 'Maka Chops'." Crona mumbled as he rubbed his head. Eruka stared, her mouth gaped open, feeling a new reason to fear Maka: neither friend nor foe was safe from her and that text book.