"So, Eru-Chan, what's in the bag?"
"Don't even think about asking."
It was night as Eruka walked to the DWMA, the academy's underground being the only form of 'shelter' she had for the time being. Walking right next to her was a girl under a hood. If not for the large mouse hat and pink hair, nobody would recognize her as the combination of three of the five Mizune sisters, the teen girl rivaling Eruka's height. The Witch had her Soul Protect on like Eruka so she wouldn't be detected.
"Chi chi chi." giggled the witch girl, "Come on, Eruka. Can't I have one cookie?" the girl asked, giving her friend a pleading look.
"No." Eruka said sternly, "They're for Crona. This is the least I owe him for arranging the deal with the Reaper."
"Oh come on. The boy's not going to miss one cookie." Mizune pouted, "Unless...you have some other reason." A smirk came over the mouse witch that made Eruka turn to her.
"What are you talking about now?" Mizune giggled.
"You just wanna get into Crona's bed, if you know what I mean." Mizune flashed a perverted grin, Eruka's face turning red with both embarrassment and anger.
"That's gross! He's Medusa's son! Me being with Crona...ugh! That's just wrong!" Eruka ranted at the snickering girl.
"But that's what makes it so juicy." Eruka groaned at the perverted girl that walked right next to her. Knowing she wouldn't get her to shut her trap, she dug through the bag and produced a chocolate chip cookie.
"Here." With that, Mizune grabbed the cookie with glee as she consumed it.
Once Mizune left, Eruka made her way to the Academy, navigating her way to Crona's room. She knocked on the door a few times, the door eerily opening on its own.
"Ribbit! C-Crona?" called Eruka, the scared witch slowly looked into the room and saw no trace of the pink haired meister. Eruka slowly walked in, seeing Crona nowhere.
"Huh. He's not back yet?" She wondered aloud as she walked over to a desk, placing the bag of cookies on it and happened to notice a sheet of paper. "Ribbit?" she croaked as she picked it up. The title said 'Crona's Poem'. Curious, the frog witch began reading.
Crona yawned as he walked towards his room. He was sleepy and the long walk from Maka and Soul's apartment didn't make it any better. He went towards his room and saw the door open already. Crona looked puzzled, not knowing how to deal with a door already opened. He gave off another yawn, to tired to wonder what to do as he walked right in.
"W-who's in here?" he questioned, the pink haired boy not liking anything about the scene. He looked around and saw nobody and nothing out of place, except for a bag that was on his desk. "Huh? Where did that come from? I don't know how to-" Crona stopped when he turned around and saw the corner.
Sitting in the corner in fetal position was Eruka, the frog witch having a very depressing aura around her as she sat there, motionless.
"I'm sorry for being born. Ribbit." Eruka croaked as she sat in Mr. Corner. Crona looked at the depressing girl in confusion. How did she get in here? Why was she so depressed? Where did the bag come from? Why was she in Mr. Corner?
"I can't deal with all this when I'm tired..." Crona mumbled as he walked towards his bed and lied down, going into dreamland in a matter of seconds.
He decided to deal with this in the morning.