Hey! So the beginning of this chapter is coherent with Stein's meeting with Lord Death. Hope you enjoy it! :)
Stein... I love you, but I don't know how much longer I can do this... I'm getting weaker... No. I am not getting weaker. All of this is making me stronger. I am a Death Scythe, I am not weak. And... I promised him I would help him out of this... Marie's thoughts remained on the same topic all morning. She wanted to get out of bed and do something productive so she could think better. For some reason, if she were doing something such as cleaning she could think clearer. However, her wounds kept her from doing so. Sure, her power of Healing Wavelength constantly surged through her, making her wounds heal quicker than it would any normal person, but it still hurt. Now all she could think about was how strongly she felt toward helping Stein out of the madness. Oh well, he should be back soon. That way he can fill me in on what Lord Death has in mind and I can think about what I can do to help. Marie sighed in defeat. She may be mentally going over her strength in the matter time and time again, but she still felt as if she needed to do something. Something like talk to Stein, reassure him for God knows how many times that it will all be ok. I just hope it will be ok...
A few hours of the tiresome Death Scythe's deep thought passed by. To her it may have been critical thinking, but in reality it was merely her mind on a loop, repeating the same topic, sometimes the same sentance, over and over again. That's all she could really do, what with lying in her bed all day. Every now and then, she would turn her head over to her right to see the digital clock mounted on the bedside table. The red blocky numbers read 9 a.m. Marie gave a small growl in slight annoyance. Damn it... Stien said good bye to me this morning around 8:30, so he probably just got there...
A low grumble erupted from Marie's stomach. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the back of her bed, debating whether she should deal with the pain and make something to eat, or if she should just wait for Stein to get back. She wanted to just wait, given the fact that Lord Death loves to talk, so that would probably be a thirty-minute conversation, plus it takes about thirty minutes to walk home from the academy. So really, it would probably only be an hour till Stein got back.
But still, she was hungry. Her stomach continued to growl at her and it felt as if it were twisting. Marie tried to keep her mind off of it by continuing to think, but her hunger was limiting her. Wait a minute... When was the last time I've eaten anything? I remember eating a sandwich a little while before those men broke into the house- er... laboratory. And that was... Two days ago? Yeah. Damn... I haven't eaten in two days. Wow, Stein you sure are a great doctor, making sure your potients eat. But then, you did save my life... Ah well.
About twenty minutes passed by before Marie felt as if she were about to throw up. Her stomach was churning in defiance at the neglectance of food as she finally pushed the light blue blanket off of her legs and attempted to stand. her calves felt unstable at first given she had been off of her feet for hours, but she quickly gained her balance and was able to stand. It would have been a pretty simple task, but the stab wounds in her upper right thigh and abdomen sent dull waves of pain through her.
If she were just a normal person, that pain would have been much, much worse. But as stated before, the ever-flowing stream of Healing Wavelength that lived inside the little Death Scythe only made her recovery a lot faster. Marie slowly limped her way to the kitchen, almost cursing herself for always taking advantage of her ability to easily walk across the house. When she finally got to the kitchen, she immediately pulled the refridgerator door open, looking for anything that she could quickly prepare. Finding foods she only wanted to not eat, she began searching the cupboards. She may be starving, but she did still want something good.
After a minute or so of the frantic raid for food, Marie's amber eye fell upon a can of chicken and dumplings soup, hiding behind other cans that were plastered with vegetable labels. She reached her peach- colored arm to the back of the cupboard and pulled the soup can out. She then yanked the top off of the can, poured the soup into a clear glass bowl she had retrieved from the drying rack next to the sink and quickly popped it in the mircorwave. Marie then set the can down on the counter. She would have used the stove to warm the soup, but she knew this way would be faster.
As Marie waited for what seemed like an eternity- but was really only three minutes- her mind began to wander back to the night the three men broke into the laboratory. I wonder what those three men did after they ran out. Perhaps they just kept their mouths shut. If I was in the man that was holding me hostage's situation, I wouldn't say anything. He was terrified of Stein. He even ran out of the house like a little girl. Several high-pitched beeps from the microwave pulled Marie out of her thoughts.
She sat down at the table and instantly began shoveling spoonfuls of hot soup in her mouth, savoring the the peppery and oniony flavor with the chicken and carrots. After a few spoonfuls, her mind was already much clearer. Right. And even if he wasn't pissing in his pants out if fear, that man could probably guess that if he said anything, Stein would find him and kill him. Marie smirked at the thought of a grown man being that terrified of Stein. Sure, she had to admit that the doctor could be pretty intimidating. But really, Stein would only go after somebody if they were a threat or if he was bored and wanted to experiment on something.
I guess some people are easily scared off. Ah well. Marie continued to shovel the soup into her mouth, enjoying every spoonful of it. About seven minutes after she sat down to eat, the bowl was empty and Marie's hunger still was not satisfied. She frowned at her stomach, scolding it for being so demanding. "Fine. One more." Marie huffed as she stood from her chair and made herself another bowl of the same type of soup. She set the can down next to the first.
Marie sat down with the bowl again, embracing in the warmth of the soup. This time she wasn't so hasty, so she took smaller bites. A few minutes passed by and she was about half-way through with finishing the bowl.
"So I take it you really like Progresso." a low, monotone voice sprang forth that could not have been more than a foot behind her startled her, causing a spoonful of soup to fly up and hit her in the face. Fortunately, it was only broth.
Marie looked straight up to find Stein standing directly over her- leaning forward a little bit, actually- with a smirk spread across his face. His grey hair fell down around his face as he adjusted the huge iron bolt in his head.
"Franken!" Marie glared up at him. "You scared me to death!"
"Hm. But it appears you really are quite fond of that soup judging how you have it all over your face." The smirk on Stein's face only grew and Marie stood from the chair.
"Yes, I do in fact like soup," the Death Scythe stated as she limped to the counter to retrieve a napkin so she could wipe ofo her face. "So you seem to be in a better mood." Marie observed as she threw the napkin away.
"Why do you say that?" Stein asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You're smiling and you're back to using sarcasm."
"Well, techinacally, it's a smirk, not a smile. And second, sarcasm is simply part of me. Anyway, Lord Death and I have a plan. I don't know why, but I have a feeling it will work."
Marie's face instantly lit up at Stein's words. It's going to be alright. "What is it?" curiosity burned through her voice with a hint of hope. Stein explained his plan to Marie, almost cringing at how her once cheery expression became a little darker.
"What's the matter, Marie? You seem upset."
Marie's brow furrowed and she looked to the ground. "It's just... I won't see you as often..."
Stein sighed. "Marie, this is going to make me so I won't be a danger to anyone anymore. I will be able to live my life without constantly fighting."
"Yes, I know. But the thing is, you're going to have to fight nonstop for a long time to get there."
"Well of course. If you want something, shouldn't you have to work to get it?" Marie nodded slowly. "Plus, it's not like you won't see me at all. You are a huge part of the experiment anyway."
Marie smiled and looked up. "Yes. That is very true, doctor." A short moment of silence followed before Marie's eyes fell upon the bowl on the table. "Now, I shall eat thy soup." the Death Scythe took a few strides to the table and continued eating. Stein smirked when he noticed not one but two empty cans on the counter. Stein threw the cans in the trash and grabbed a spoon from a drawer before he went to Marie's side.
"Miss Mjolnir, may I join you?"
Marie smiled. "You may," she said, not noticing the silverware the doctor held in his hand. Stein nodded, sat down and dipped the spoon in the bowl, trying to stifle a laugh as he observed her expression when he took large spoonful of the soup.
"Mmm... I can understand why you enjoy this gourmet soup-out-of-a-can so much, Miss Mjolnir."
"Hey! That is my gourmet soup-out-of-a-can!" Marie's brow was furrowed as she pulled the bowl closer to her.
"Yes, I can see that." Stein stated nonchalantly
"Get your own damned soup!" the Death Scythe growled.
"No... I think I will have some later." Stein said coolly as he stepped away from the table and put his spoon in the sink. He began to walk out of the kitchen to go to the living room, but he stopped and turned back to the Death Scythe. "Oh, and Marie?"
"Yes?" She asked after she swallowed a mouthful of soup.
"Remind me to stock up on Progresso." Stein said with a smirk spread across his face.
Hellooor :3 So the reason why I made Stein and Marie to be in better moods is I am tired of this story being sad. Plus I figured it needed a change, and it would make you guys happy. See what I do for you? And by the way, the reason why the Progresso had such a big part in this chapter is because I was eating the same soup, and it was amazing. So I wanted everyone else, including our favorite meister and weapon, to know just how great Progresso is ^_^ -Mikshizels