Yo! I'm back with a second chapter of For Him!
I'm hoping you liked the last chapter, because I personally thought it was pretty good.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I really like reviews. They lift my spirits and make me feel invincible.
In this fic, Arachne Gorgon will be known as Carrai Gorgon, cause who would name their child Arachne. Her name is Carrai after the Carrai Cave Spider, which are creepy little things with really long legs. (I think it's pronounced Car - eye )
Free will be known as Silas Free, mostly just to give him some sort of name. Silas is the name of an unregistered werewolf in the Harry Potter universe.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, or a large chunk of other things mentioned in this story.
And without further ado, on with the show!
Chapter 2: The Ultimate Plan! Will New Friends Finally Make it Work?
After Soul, Maka, and Spirit discussed their plan, Soul went home, and Maka went to take a bath. She liked to take one as often as she could, but she especially enjoyed it when she was on her period, since, like the hot water bottle, the warm bath water would help with leftover pains and such. Once in her room, Maka went to shut the drapes so her neighbor wouldn't be able to she her change.
The boy was currently in his room, hunched over his computer, furiously working on something. The confused and pissed off look on his face told Maka that he wasn't doing something fun. Maka whipped out her phone to tease him.
Maka: I thought you said you where done with your homework.
Soul grabbed his phone, then looked across the window, catching Maka glaring at him. She saw him give her a guilty smile, before texting her back.
Soul: Yeah, I might've lied.
Maka: Why?
Soul: I wanted your hamburgers!
Soul: That sounded weird, didn't it?
Maka: What am I going to do with you?
Soul: Shut up! Your not my mother!
Maka: Well, you can stay up as late as you want doing your homework, for all I care.
Maka: But while your doing homework, I get to take a NICE WARM BATH
Soul: Fuck you.
Instead of texting him back and taking the bait, she just gave him a smile, a little wave, and then shut her drapes. The look on his face was priceless.
Maka stripped down, put on her bathrobe, then walked to the bathroom, phone in hand. While the bath water filled up, Maka took her pigtails out, and changed out her tampon, before taking off her robe, and dipping herself into the bathtub.
She let out a satisfied sigh as the warm water soaked into her skin. From across the bathroom floor, she heard a quite mewing from her cat. Maka laughed.
"Hey Blair, are you here to take a bath too?" Unlike most cats, Blair seemed to like the water. This detail was added to her extensive list as to why she doesn't believe that Blair was actually a cat.
The dark brown cat jumped up onto the bathtub, then onto Maka's leg, which she held above the bathwater. Every so often the cat would slip into the water and swim around, before crawling up onto Maka's leg again.
Thank god that cat was declawed.
Maka dried her hands on a towel she left by the side of the tub, then picked up her phone, and took a picture of Blair enjoying the bath.
MyWeirdOnlineFriends
Guess who joined me for a bath (modBooks)
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Your cat has a human leg!? (ModStar)
That's my leg, you dumbass (modBooks)
So your naked? (ModLittle)
No, I take a bath with my clothes on like normal people (modBooks)
I don't think normal people do that (ModStar)
Leo, have you ever heard of a thing called sarcasm? (ModBig)
What's that got to do with Maka's cat? (ModStar)
Oh, never-fucking-mind! (ModBig)
I didn't think cats liked water (ModFlower)
I swear, Blair is NOT a cat, but the scientist say otherwise, so... (ModBooks)
The first thing that cat did when it met me was rub it's butt on my leg (ModCool)
Like, I don't think she's a normal cat (ModCool)
Tuesdays where always better than Mondays, at least in Kid's opinion. Of course, his favorite day of the week was Wednesday, since it was in the middle, leaving perfect symmetry between the past days of the week, and future, but the weeks made their own decisions on what day they wanted to be on. If it where up to Kid, it would always be Wednesday, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Asura and Kid's father where arguing again. Not exactly anything new; his big brother always found something to fight about with his dad about. Kid crept out of his room and down stairs into the kitchen, where his family just so happened to decide to have their argument.
"You promised me I would get the car!" Asura snapped. "I'm twenty-five, dad! I've had my license for years now! You said you would give it to me!"
"Why do you need a car?" Asura's father replied calmly, his voice funny and nasal-ish. "You don't go to college anymore, or have a job. You actually don't really go out that much! You just stay inside the house and only leave when I make you,"
"Well maybe if you gave me the car I could actually get out and do something!" Asura shouted back.
"No, you wouldn't," His father promptly tossed back. "Convince me that you would actually leave the house willingly and I'll consider changing my mind,"
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Asura shouted out in frustration. He then grabbed his scarf (that he never went anywhere without) off the kitchen counter, grabbed the keys to one of the cars, and exited into the garage, shouting, "Fuck you dad! I'm buying an RV!" before promptly slamming the door.
"He's not really gonna go buy an RV, right?" Kid questioned, fetching some milk from the fridge.
"Nah, he's just saying that," His father laughed.
Asura didn't really hang out with people. He didn't actually like people, and preferred to hide in his room than to meet with friends or anything like that. He didn't even have that many friends. However, he did have Giriko and Shaula, both who he met when he was a teen, and got a job at a pet store. The pet store was run by a woman named Carrai Gorgon, with Giriko being another intern, and Shaula was her younger sister, who often volunteered at the shop. Those two where the closest thing to friends he had, even if he barely ever saw or talked to them. He quickly called the two people up, and told them to go to the nearby junk store that sold an abundance of used, but in good quality, RVs.
"And don't forget to bring coffee," Asura quickly added. "Jo might give us a discount if we give him coffee,"
Jo Buttataki was a middle-aged man with a love for both coffee and mechanics, who happened to sell the best second-hand RV's out there. Asura just needed Giriko and Shaula to help him get the RV to his house without his dad noticing.
"You don't have to pay for the RV up-front," Jo tried to convince the 25-year-old. After carful consideration, Asura, Giriko, and Shaula ended up agreeing on one particular red and blue RV, with a pretty swanky interior, and a decent amount of horse-power. The car was around $1,957, and would've been more if it wasn't second hand. "People usually pay for these things in installments,"
"Yes, but," Asura argued, "I happen to be in a situation where I might not be able to, and I kinda don't want the government to take away my RV, so take the cash, or we're going someplace else,"
"Alright, alright!" Jo sighed. "Yeash, you'd think people would appreciate some good advice,"
Asura simply rolled his eyes, putting the cash down, and exchanging it for the keys, as well as signing the warrantee.
"It's also pretty weird that your paying me in cash, of all things. Did you max out your credit card or something?" Jo questioned, a suspicious look on his face.
"How about you do yourself a favor, and mind your own business!" Shaula hissed.
Jo rolled his eyes. "Whatever. All the cups of coffee in the world isn't gonna make me wanna deal with you people," And with that, he left the front counter with the cash, leaving the three young adults to go fetch their new purchase.
"So where are we gonna put this big-ass thing?" Giriko questioned, looking the RV up and down.
"I could probably put it in my backyard," Asura mused. "If we could get it over the gate, we could drive it some place near my old man's bird sanctuary. He doesn't let anyone go back there, so it should remain pretty hidden,"
"Only someone as filthy rich as you would put an RV in their backyard bird-sanctuary, Asura," Shaula laughed.
"Yeah, one problem," Giriko brought up, "Your 'gate'" He put it in air quotes since it was less of a gait and more of a wall, "could put Old Trumpy's wall idea to shame. So how are we gonna get a mother-fucking big-ass RV over it?"
Asura took a second to think. "Do you guys know anybody who owns a giant ramp,"
Shaula raised her hand.
"Of course you do," Giriko sneered. Shaula flicked him the bird in response.
"What the hell do you need four fifty-foot long pieces of sheet mettle for?" Silas Free, a salesman for one of the larger black markets in the city, questioned, eyeing the three twenty-somethings, and the large amount of cash they where going to give him for it. He knew Shaula; he often did business for her elder sister. And anyone could recognize a member of the Grimm family from a mile away. Of course, why these three people would need that much sheet metal for was above him.
"An Rv," Asura simply answered. Free just looked even more confused, but took the cash anyways, and presented the young adult with his desired items.
"Perfect!" Asura claimed, collecting the metal and loading it into his car. "Come on, guys, load 'em up!" He commanded.
"I feel like this isn't gonna work," Giriko told them.
"Well, not with that attitude," Asura quipped.
"I feel like I would get real tired of your sass if I didn't see ya as little as I do," Giriko quipped back.
"Come on," Asura rolled his eyes. "Shaula likes my sass,"
Shaula just eyed the two men. "I like your sass just as much as I like Giriko's hair," She finally deadpanned.
"Well fuck you too, Shaula!" Giriko snapped in response.
"Alright, this is good," Asura told his friends, parking the new RV near a certain spot behind the wall that made up the Grim Family Mansion's gate. Using both the metal and a few spare nails and other jiggly-wigs they bought from Home Depot, they nailed the top of the metal to the wall. They did this twice, making a long ramp for the RV to get over the wall.
Shaula placed towers of bricks under the ramp for support, while Giriko and Asura carried the remaining ramps over the wall to place it down. Once it was done, the three young adults got into the RV, started the ignition, and began to slowly drive the RV over the wall.
"This is gonna give out on us," Giriko fretted.
"No it's fucking not!" Shaula snapped. "It's well-balanced, made with strong mettle, done with perfect calculation,"
"You think your a genius, we get it," Giriko groaned. "Doesn't mean this big-ass RV it gonna get over that big-ass wall, no matter how big-ass this ramp is,"
"Would you guy's shut your shit-holes?" Asura snapped. "I'm trying to drive here!"
Slowly, but surly, the car drove up the ramp, and over the hump, finally driving down the other side of the wall. Every few feet, Asura would stop, before starting again, and driving down more of the ramp.
"Urge!" Shaula yelled out. "This is so boring!"
"Seriously, Asura," Giriko chided, "I know you don't want your old man to catch you, but do you really need to drive this fucking slow?"
"I just bought this thing," Asura explained, "I don't want to crash and ruin it by letting it slide too fast down the ramp,"
Finally, the RV reached the ground, which Asura then drove closer to the bird sanctuary, hiding the giant vehicle in the trees. The three stepped out of the car, and admired their work.
"Alright! I successfully bought an RV! And there was nothing my old man could do about it!" Asura cheered.
"Yeah," Shaula hummed, somewhat unimpressed. "You waisted a good thousand-something on a useless car that your just gonna hide in your backyard. Call me unimpressed,"
"Well, your opinion doesn't mean shit," Asura tossed back.
"I think I'm probably the only man who can say I helped a friend hide an RV in his backyard," Giriko hummed. "That's a strange accomplishment. Definitely going on the resume,"
"We should probably disassemble the ramp before someone crashes into it," Shaula reminded them. However, the moment she said that, a giant crash, explosion, and the screech of a cat was heard from behind the wall.
Shaula let out a large, deep, groan. "Too late,"
Maka sat in the library, reading a book. She currently had a free block, and since she didn't have any homework, she didn't have much better to do. In an hour, she would go to lunch, where she and Soul would discuss their plans for Frank and Marie with their new friends. She didn't expect one of her friends to approach her, however. She hadn't really been approached before, though it gave her a nice, warm, fuzzy feeling. Having real-life, in-school friends definitely rocked.
The approacher in question was Tsubaki. She had her backpack on and was holding her laptop close to her chest. "You don't mind if I sit next to you, right?" She asked Maka politely.
"Not at all," Maka answered, giving Tsubaki some room on the couch, "Go ahead,"
Tsubaki placed her backpack near the armrest, and settled into her seat, before opening her computer, and started scrolling through different pictures of food on the internet.
"Whatcha' reading?" Tsubaki questioned the girl next to her.
"Oh, just something I found," Maka answered. "I just started it, not sure if I like it yet,"
"It seems you always have a book with you whenever I see you!" Tsubaki giggled. "Do you like to read?"
"Boy, do I?!" Maka laughed. "My mom and dad used to read to me when I was a kid. Mom would read the words, and dad would act out the motions. It was pretty fun," Maka smiled at the memory, before looking somewhat melancholy. "It was like a little stage play in my room," She continued. "Dad would be so over-the-top with all the movements, and mom was a really good reader. Sometimes I would read it, and mom would join in on dad's acting,"
"That sounds fun," Tsubaki laughed. "I wish my parents did something like that!"
"All of them are different," Maka hummed. "There's probably something fun they did with you,"
"Oh yes!" Tsubaki cried joyously. "Every Saturday I would make pancakes with my mother! It was pretty cool. It got me into cooking,"
"You cook?"
"Ummhumm," Tsubaki hummed in response. "I'm getting pretty good at it. I think I'm gonna open up a bake shop of some sorts when I get older,"
"That's cool," Maka responded honestly, "I'm trying to write a book, but it's not going too well..."
"What's you book about?" Tsubaki questioned.
"That's the problem," Maka laughed. "I have no fucking clue what I'm trying to write,"
"Well, what's your idea?"
"Well, it centers around a few characters, the main two are in a sort of beauty-and-the-beast kinda thing," Maka began. "And I might or might not have stolen from The Hunchback of Notre Damn for the main guy,"
"So, it's about two people falling in love with more then looks?" Tsubaki summarized.
"Sort of. At least that's the romance part," Maka confirmed. "The center of the relationship is someone trying to help someone else who's never been loved before. She's helping him with that kind of stuff,"
"And your problem?" Tsubaki prompted.
"The relationship isn't supposed to be the center of the story," Maka replied. "The actual center is some sort of group or something fighting another group over magic, or something,"
"And that's where your lost?" Tsubaki questioned.
"And that's where I'm lost," Maka confirmed. "I have no clue what setting I'm trying to achieve,"
"I wish I had suggestions for you, but I'm clueless when it comes to writing," Tsubaki confessed.
"Don't worry," Maka told her, "Even if you had advice I probably wouldn't take it. This is something I'm trying to write on my own,"
"And your parents can't help you?" Tsubaki asked.
Maka shook her head. "It's just my dad. My mom's off somewhere else. Been that way since I was 13. And I can't let my dad near a piece of fiction without him bawling like a baby,"
"Your mom left?" Tsubaki asked quietly.
"Yeah, it's been a while though, so I'm not too upset about it anymore," Maka sighed.
"Do you know why she left?" Tsubaki asked quietly.
"My dad," Maka grumbled. "He cheated on her. Over, and over, and over again. One day my mom just got fed up, walked out the house, and drove the car away, and we never heard from her again. I hated my dad for a really long time because of that,"
"Does he still..."
"Cheat? Not really. Only happens when he gets really drunk, which isn't often, at least not anymore," Maka told her. "I don't really hate him anymore. Though I haven't forgiven him yet,"
"Well, you don't have to," Tsubaki told her. "It's ok not to forgive something. There's a difference between forgiving and letting it go,"
"I know," Maka hummed, nodding her head in agreement. "I just think my life would be a bit better if I did forgive my dad, cause he's the only family I've got. My mom's not ever coming back,"
"Sorry," Tsubaki said sadly, looking at Maka with pity and sadness. Maka almost wanted to laugh at the look on her face.
"Don't be!" Maka replied instead. "Just be glad you don't have my problems, and I'll be glad I don't have yours. Cause trust me, I don't want them, and neither do you,"
As soon as Maka said that, the lunch bell rang. "Come on!" Tsubaki told her, grabbing her backpack. "We should reserve ourselves a table before we get stuck next to the Freshmen,"
"Amen to that!" Maka laughed. "We already have to put up with Leo, wouldn't want any more screaming midgets next to us,"
When everyone settled down for lunch, Soul decided that it was time to bring up their plan.
"So, Maka has something to tell us," Soul cackled. All eyes turned to the girl in question, who was currently absorbed in a book. Soul rolled his eyes. "Maka!" He groaned, giving her a hard elbow in the arm.
"Ow!" She cried out. "Fuck you Soul! That hurt!"
"That's what she said," Soul quipped back. "Now, we gotta tell the others about our plan!"
"You elbowed me for that," Maka grumbled
"Just say the plan!" Soul snapped.
"What plan?" Leo questioned.
Maka let out a sigh, taking out one of the green ribbons that secured her pigtails (she had simply tied them around elastics for style, so she didn't have to fear them falling out), placed it in her spot on the book page, and put it into her bag, which rested besides her seat.
"So, I have these godparents, their old friends of my dad, who spend the night at my house around once a month or something," Maka explained.
"Cool!" Tsubaki cheered honestly. "So, are they coming over this week?"
"This Friday, yeah," Maka confirmed. "They're Frank Stein and Marie Mjolnir,"
"You mean the creepy biology professor at my dad's college and Principle Sunshine," Kid deadpanned. Maka would expect him to know who Frank was.
"Yep," Maka answered, though Kid wasn't really asking a question. "I've known them all my life,"
"She's also seen all the sexual tension the two have between each other," Soul added.
"Wait," Liz interjected. "The dissection creep has sexual tension with someone?! And with Principle Sunshine of all people?!
"It's actually quite hilarious," Maka answered in confirmation.
"Are they together or something?" Patty questioned.
Maka let out a sigh. "That's the problem. It's obvious they want each other, but neither will make a move, no matter what dad and I try to do. We've got no choice but to watch them not be a thing,"
The entire table groaned. "That sounds so painful!" Leo cried out.
"Which is why Maka and I came up with a plan to get them together!" Soul announced, slamming his fist onto the table in determination and excitement.
"And this plan needs the entire group in order to work," Maka told them.
"So, does that mean we're having a sleepover or something?" Tsubaki asked. Maka nodded in response, prompting the girl to let out a loud cheer. The entire lunch room stared at her.
"Oops," She mumbled, blushing hard. "I just got excited. I've never been to a slumber party before,"
"Me neither, so I'm not exactly sure how to host one," Maka explained. "Dad probably would've said no if not for the plan, considering it's kinda rude or something to have friends over when a different group got there first. But we both want to get Marie and Frank together, so that's gonna be the main goal of the night,"
"Do we have a plan?" Kid asked them, always the practical one.
"Yes we do," Soul declared proudly. "One that's impossible to fail,"
"Well, what'cha waiting for," Giggled Patty. "Tell us,"
Asura was astonished to learn that his father actually did go into the bird sanctuary, in order to fead any of the winged residents that lived there. Needless to say, poor Shigami Grimm was unhappy to find an RV parked in their forest.
Kid had the misfortune of arriving home to his father and older brother yelling at each other.
"What did you even think you would gain from this!?" Shigami shouted at his son, his funny voice loud, upset, but never failing. "Now there's a useless vehicle in the poor birds habitat! And near a tree with chicks in them too, you probably gave them a heart attack!"
"That's what your mad about?!" Asura shouted back.
"Of course that's what I'm mad about!" Shigami shouted back. "You spent $1,957 on basically a disturbance to my birds! Not only have you shown disrespect to me, but you've shown disrespect to our property, our money, the RV itself, and most importantly, disrespect and disregard to a patch of poor, innocent birds, who did nothing except live in a nice spot! Humanity is cruel to birds you know!? We're always chopping down their tree's to build Realestate or something stupid like that! Our family built them that sanctuary from the bottom of our hearts! Do you know what relief those birds must've felt when a member of the species they had no defense against showed them kindness?! And do you know how betrayed they must feel to have a giant machine parked right where they where trying to raise their young?! It's a disgrace!"
"Oh, get over it you nature freak!" Asura yelled at his father.
"That's it!" Shigami snapped back. "Your grounded!"
"You can't ground me; I'm an adult!" Asura shouted, bringing up a forgotten detail.
"Well I can kick you out," Shigami shouted back, reminding his poor son of a second forgotten detail.
"You wouldn't," The young man hissed.
"I will," His father hissed back. "Your right, you are an adult, so you don't need to be living with me! So I expect you to find a job and a place to go by the end of this week, because your going to leave this house! And I'll turn your bedroom into a butterfly house so you can't come back!"
"A fucking butterfly house?!" Asura groaned. "Really dad?!"
"Language!"
"I'm an grown-ass man! I can swear if I want to!"
"Go to your room!"
"With pleasure! And if I see one fucking butterfly in my room I'm going to kill it, but not before I pin it to the wall and tear it's legs and wings off one at a time!" And with that declaration, Asura stomped off.
"Uh, father?" Kid asked, turning his dad's attention to the unnoticed extra person in the room.
"Oh hey, Kiddo. Didn't know you came home!" He said joyously to his younger son, however failing to mask the sadness he felt in having to kick his eldest out of the house.
"Asura bought that RV, didn't he?" Kid groaned.
"Yeah," Shigami sighed sadly. "And he even parked it in my bird sanctuary to hide it! If one of those poor birds got hurt because of that I'll paint that stupid new vehicle of his pink!"
"Um, sure..." Kid replied, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
"Maybe I was too hard on your older brother," Shigami contemplated, looking melancholy. "Kicking him out of the house was probably a step too far,"
"Are you kidding!?" Kid suddenly shouted, catching his father's surprised and curious attention. "You should've kicked him out sooner! He never leaves the house, is anti-social, and between you and me he's also a tad bit lazy. Asura needs to get his life started, and kicking him out is the first step,"
It was finally Friday, and Liz made sure to pack both her stuff for school and for the slumber party, since she was planning to simply go to Maka's house strait from school. As she thought about it, she might need to pack Patty's stuff as well. It was likely her scatterbrained little sister would forget.
She had no intention of telling her mother about this slumber party, like she usually had no intention telling her about anywhere she and her sister where going. She would likely get in trouble for this, but it wasn't like she cared. The way Liz saw it, she had two options; either strike out on her own, or let her mother take away her and Patty's free time. She chose the sooner.
"Girls!" Sounded her mothers voice from downstairs. "You need to go to school! And you better not be wearing those crop tops again, I will not have my girls dressing so tastelessly!"
Liz simply rolled her eyes, and zipped up her jacket to hide her crop top. She then took her two bags over to Patty's room, bringing a bag to put her slumber party clothes in.
"Patty, pack up," She told her sister, throwing the bag at her.
"I did," Patty mumbled, gesturing to her backpack, which was indeed, packed.
"No, your sleepover stuff," Liz corrected her, to which Patty immediately grabbed the bag and started packing.
"Why'd we need to bring our sleepover stuff to school?" Patty mumbled tiredly, throwing a few of her stuffed animals into the bag.
"Cause we're gonna go strait to Maka's place from school," Liz informed her younger sister.
"Oh, that makes sense," Patty once again mumbled, somewhat falling asleep in her spot.
"Come on, Patty, hurry up!" Liz groaned. "We need to get going before mom get's mad at us again,"
"Yeah, I'll hurry," Patty hummed. "Don't want her to yell at me like she did yesterday,"
School was a nice place for Maka. It did her well. She loved learning, and even the destructive kids in her class couldn't make her hate a place where learning was of top priority. Maka felt like today was a day that nobody could ruin.
Not even Ox Ford.
The boy was her rival. He hated her because she was smarter than him, and would retaliate by pulling an abundance of humiliating pranks on her, usually before test or quizzes. These pranks happened to include stealing her tampon bag from her backpack and spilling them all over the floor.
"I heard there was going to be a pop quiz today Maka," Ox told her, approaching her desk with a smug look on his face.
"And what do you have planned this time," Maka groaned, not even bothering to look up from her book. Ox wasn't worth her eye contact.
"I would watch that backpack of yours," Ox taunted. "Would hate for something to happen to it,"
"I bet you would," Said a third voice from behind the two of them.
Maka recognized the deep voice of Soul Evans any day. She couldn't help but smile; finally, a protector against the pranking.
"I'd hate for something to happen to Maka's backpack too, because if it did, I might have to break that nose of yours, and I really don't feel like having to wash nosebleed off my fist," Soul threatened.
Ox didn't even try to hide his nervous face expression. Or maybe he did, but was just really terrible at doing so. But he had every right to be intimidated; Soul did have quite a few inches on him, and not to mention was bigger in most every way. Soul was no football player, but Ox wouldn't stand a chance against the red-eyed boy.
"What reason do you have to meddle with this?" Ox finally replied, "it's not any of your business,"
"Maybe not," Soul replied, "But I've wanted to kick your ass ever since you pulled that one with the tampons, so I suggest not giving me a reason,"
Without anything to say as a come-back, Ox just stomped off, officially outmatched.
"Thanks for that," Maka told her neighbor with a smile.
"No problem," Soul replied, handing out his fist for her to bump, which she gladly did. "Friends gotta stick together, you know?"
"I heard somewhere a true best friend is someone who'll help you hide the body," Maka laughed.
"You'd be surprised at how much I know about body hiding, so I'm probably the one to call should you need it," Soul laughed back. "Are you ready for tonight," he then asked, with an almost evil edge to his voice.
Maka granted herself a smile that was even more evil-looking than Souls. "Oh, I was born ready,"
It was finally the end of the school day, and Maka was able to go home, her six new friends in tow. They had all decided that it would be easier on them to go to Maka's house straight from school, so her normally quite bus felt quite chaotic, mostly in par to Leo being generally chaotic, and Kid attempting to stab holes into a certain bus seat that was opposite to one that already had a bunch of holes and tears in it. Needless to say, the bus driver was very unhappy with his new passengers antics.
At last, Maka arrived home. She simply let herself into the unlocked house, allowing her crew to file in behind her. "Dad I'm home!" She yelled out. When she got no response, she slipped into the kitchen in order to see if he left a note for her. He did. It read; Out shopping. Need food. Be back soon, and had a little heart on the bottom of the note, which Maka couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes at. Typical Spirit.
Leo entered the kitchen pretty soon after Maka read the note. "Yo, Maka!" he declared. "Got any eats?"
"Maybe. Dad's out shopping so we're probably out of everything," Maka informed the blue haired teen.
"Damn it," Leo sighed, opening the fridge and peeking in it anyways. Maka noticed that Leo wasn't the only one who made themselves at home. Soul had lumped himself onto the couch in her TV room, Patty was off exploring, Tsubaki was observing the various trinkets on the different shelves, Liz had already got her mascara and mirror out, and was working on her eye lashes, and Kid was attempting to make the living room bookshelf symmetrical, and seemed to be having a hard time doing so.
"So, dad's not home yet, and we don't have much food. Dad's out shopping for some," Maka informed her new crew. "Wanna put your stuff in my room?" She asked.
"Sure," Liz shrugged, as everyone grabbed their bags and trotted up to Maka's room.
"This is gonna sound perverted," Soul spoke up as everyone filed up Maka's stairs. "But Maka's bed is heaven. It feels like a fucking cloud! The moment you sit on it you just want to sink your ass into it, and let it morph around your body, like sinking into water! I felt like God sitting on that thing!"
Everyone headed into Maka's bedroom as Soul finished his statement, the holy bed, sitting at the back of the wall in all it's glory, staring at them, as if beckoning the teens with cloud and cotton. Leo Black, however, was less than impressed.
"Please," He declared, walking over to Maka's bead and sitting on it. "As if a bed can make someone feel bigger than the man who will surpass God!" He claimed, referring to himself. However, as soon as he sat in the bed, he noticed how absolutely soft it was, how his butt sunk perfectly into the seat, and how this bed in fact did feel like heaven. "Damn! This is nice!" Leo claimed.
"Told you so," Soul replied, pleased with himself, as everyone dumped their bags some place in Maka's room, and Kid started wondering around, attempting to figure out where to put Maka's things in order to make her room look symmetrical, since it currently did not uphold his standards.
Blair strutted into the room, observing the new desk. She turned over to the red-eyed companion she made last time he came over, and started rubbing up against his legs.
"Oh hey Blair," Soul greeted the cat, reaching down to give her a pet, which she gladly excepted. "Your looking happy today,"
"She loves guest, strangely enough," Maka explained.
"But don't cat's usually hide away from guest?" Tsubaki questioned.
"Like I said, I have a theory that Blair isn't actually a cat," Maka told her. "I think she might be some bar lady who was turned into a cat for bad behavior or something,"
"What, do you think your cat was a stripper?" Leo questioned.
"Likely," Maka responded. "I've honestly got no other explanation for Blairs weird-ass behavior, but at least she doesn't knock stuff to the floor or anything like that,"
The doorbell rang.
"It's probably dad, trying to take in all the groceries at once like a moron," Maka grumbled, heading downstairs to the front door. The rest of her friends got up to follow her.
Maka opened the door, not surprised to see her dad holding more grocery bags than he could manage. "Help me!" He begged.
Once all the bags where set down, Spirit Alburn was able to get a good look at the faces of the rest of Maka's friends. He had only met Soul, and wasn't too displeased with the neighbor boy's behavior, but he didn't know what the rest of them where like. He heard that Leo Black especially was a trouble-maker.
"Alright, let me make this clear," He told them, somewhat glaring at the kids. "If any object in this house is somehow broken because of you guys, your not invited back, got it?" He told them sternly. Six nervous heads nodded vigorously, while the mans daughter just rolled her eyes. "With that being said," Spirit continued, giving them a friendly smile. "If you need anything, like snacks, just give me a shout!"
That's a pretty sudden change of behavior... Most everyone thought. Most everyone started filing out, mostly invading the groceries bags to grab the new snacks. Tsubaki, however, was staring at Maka's father, feeling rather uncomfortable. She didn't know he was that guy.
Spirit noticed this too, as much as he wished neither he or her did. "Listen, Tsubaki, is it?" Spirit approached her, attempting to apologies. "I'm really sorry for what happened during that one open night. I promis you, I am not a pedophile, I was just somewhat drunk, and your kinda tall, and the alcohol made you look older, not like you look old, I just thought that you were part of the faculty or something, you know someone my age, and I know I shouldn't have gotten drunk but it was a rough day, and I really want you to know that I did not purposely flirt with you, your a teen, and..." Spirit continued to ramble on with his apology, but he only managed to make Tsubaki feel even more uncomfortable, but this time more from awkwardness and less from fear for her safety. Eventually, Maka had to interfere.
"Dad," She simply said, sternly, "Stop. Now,"
"Stopping now," Her dad answered, slinking off to the kitchen in order to make some lunch, and hopefully not embarrass his daughter or her friends any more than he was aware he already just did.
An hour later, after the seven kids stuffed their faces with the various and numerous snacks that Spirit had brought home (if Maka had to pride her father on only one thing, it was his incredible ability to keep the fridge and food cabinets stocked), the doorbell rang. Spirit opened it, and was practically attacked by the bubbly blond, Marie Mjolnir.
Marie was a woman of average hight, with gold hair and amber eyes, with an eye patch covering her right eye, which she had lost in a very complicated accident involving scissors, lab equipment, and a small child. She had given Spirit a very tight hug, giddily squealing about how long it's been since she last saw him (a month) and how she was excited to see him again.
Frank Stein, a grey-haired man with large glasses, numerous scars from all the stitches he had acquired over the years from childhood accidents and the like littering his face and body, and a small mettle patch on his head that could be seen through a bald spot in his hair, which he was given in as the result of a somewhat recent skull fracture. his greeting to his old friend was much more reserved, selecting to calmly shake the red-head's hand instead of hugging him like Marie had done.
"Ok! Where's my goddaughter!" Marie cheered, searching through the crowd of people in search of the girl in question. "Maka!" She cheered as soon as she saw the girl, giving her a hug. "I see you brought some friends over!" She observed, taking in each of the six other children in the house, recognizing them as students from her school, who passed her greetings of their own.
"Hey, Marie, Frank," Maka greeted. "How've you guys been?"
Stein shrugged. "Alright. We just finished up a dissection in lab, so I'm feeling pretty good,"
Maka couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Of course..."
"Oh, Frank!" Marie shouted to her travel companion. "We need to get our bags out of the car!"
"Need a hand?" Spirit questioned.
"No, we'll be fine," Stein answered, placing his hands in his pockets and leaving the house to head towards his car, Marie energetically chasing after him.
Spirit smirked, turning towards the seven kids in the house, all of them ready to put their plan into action.
"You guys know the plan?" Spirit asked them, double checking to make sure everyone was on the same page.
"Don't worry, we know," Liz replied with a large smirk. "And by the end of tonight, those two love birds will be officially together,"
Across the street from Maka's house, sat an old empty place that had been for sale since the old woman who once lived in it moved into the retirement homes downtown. Six years later, and the property still hadn't been sold, mostly because there were very few reasons anyone would want to move to a random, sleepy town, in the middle of nowhere. A red pick-up truck, carting a few illegal things from the black market to the drivers destination, drove past the house, like it always did when the driver took that certain rout home. She had always observed the house, and thought nothing of it, but recently, she had been begging her younger sister to move to this town, and finally, said sister was actually considering it, on the condition that she would have a house and a job she could securely move in to once there. While the job was a different matter, Carrai Gorgon definitely would have to tell Hannah about the house.
Carrai arrived at her house, where, unsurprisingly, her youngest sister, Shaula, sat on the couch, waiting for her big sister to come home and cook her dinner. Shaula had been living with Carrai ever since their parents died, and Carrai didn't have the heart to kick her now-adult baby sister out. Hannah had long since moved out, and might or might not of had a child, Carrai wasn't positive, seeing as Hannah rarely ever talked about him or her. Carrai had to admit, however, she was very excited to finally meet her only niece/nephew. She never had any children of her own, nor had she married. She had planned to get married and have children, and wanted to very badly, but discovered one day that she was infertile, and children wouldn't be a possibility for her. She saw no point in marrying, thinking that if she wasn't going to get a child out of the marriage, then there was no point to it, thinking a husband would only hold her down, and didn't posses the benefits of carrying her DNA on to the next generation, or making a woman genially happy, like children did. To Carrai, Hannah was extremely lucky to have that child.
"Shaula," Carrai commanded. Her younger sister looked up from the couch. She once had dirty-blond hair, like Hannah, but had died it a strange combination of red and blue. Carrai was the only one of her sisters not to sport their father's dirty-blond hair, and instead having her mothers pitch black hair, and dark eyes. "Would you mind helping me take my packages into the house,"
Shaula grumbled, pealing herself up from the couch, and going out back to the car to help her older sister with the illegal imports. Carrai owned a pet shop, and while the public eye would often not notice, she sold a small abundance of illegal animals, most of them including the rarest, almost instinct of spiders.
"More of these creeps?" Shaula questioned, revering to the live, eight-legged item in one of the crates.
"They are not creeps, Shaula," Carrai corrected. "They are arachnids, spiders, an important part of the food chain, and an important part of natural life. They have such a wonderful and necessary purpose in this world, and yet are scorned for being ugly. How cruel the world is,"
"Only you can take some bug and turn it into a philosophical crisis," Shaula muttered.
"Are scorpions some bug?" Carrai questioned softly, mentioning Shaula's current pet.
"Hey, Captain Scorcard is a badass," Shaula protested, carting yet another spider cage into the garage. "Definitely beats that evil dog Hannah owned,"
"Ah yes, Ragnorok, I think it's name was," Carrai laughed. "Why did Hannah buy that dog again? World domination or something?"
"Hannah's a creep," Shaula stated.
"Shaula, she's your sister!" Carrai scolded.
"Your not denying it," Shaula quipped back. "So, what're you making for dinner?"
"Probably some form of stir fry," Carrai mused, "maybe leftovers,"
"It better not be the leftover tofu you made me eat yesterday. That shit sucked," Shaula protested. Carrai was vegan, and Shaula wasn't happy about that.
Carrai went inside the house and gathered some ingredients out of the fridge. The greatest thing about stir fry was that one could put anything into it, so she didn't have to put in animal products if she didn't want to. Shaula was against the vegan diet that Carrai was attempting to enforce, but Carrai was the one who cooked the dinner, so Shaula just had to deal with it.
Before she started cooking, however, Carrai picked up the phone. "Who's this?" The voice from the other side commanded once Carrai's call went through.
"Hannah, it's good to hear your voice again. It's been so long since I've seen you last!" Carrai cheered into the phone.
"So long?" Hannah grumbled back. "I'd argue it hasn't been long enough. What do you want?"
"I saw a good-looking house for sale. Decent size, will suit both you and your child. What do you say? Wouldn't you like to move back here?"
"To that dump of a town?" Hannah sneered. "Why would I?"
"Your sister's are here,"
"Even more of a reason to stay away,"
"The school's here are good, and it's right next to Grimm university. Your child would have a nice future set up for themselves," Carrai hopped her sister didn't catch on to the fact that she didn't know her kids gender.
"Couldn't care less,"
"I'll stop bothering you,"
"You'll live near me. Your bothering would go from an occasional phone call to an actual visit,"
Carrai let out a groan. There was only one thing that could convince her sister to come here, and it wasn't a point she wanted to bring up, unless she really needed to. It looked like she did.
"It's right near the Witches Black Market," Carrai explained. "You can get anything you want there. Animals, people, drugs, equipment. All those kinds of things,"
"Interesting," Hannah hummed out after a pause. "Tell me, what else do they sell?"
"You'll just have to move here and find out," Carrai answered, before hanging up the phone. Her sister's enthusiasm with trafficking and illegal experimentation was a thing that Carrai had always hated, but as long as her family was near her, she would just grin and bear it. After all, spending time with Crazy Hannah Gorgon was better than not being with her little sister at all.
And done! Finally!
I was planning to have the events of the sleepover take place in this chapter, but it was getting long, so I decided against it. On top of that, I didn't have much of a plan for the events of chapter three, so this gives me some wiggle room.
As you can see, things are coming together, and the story is about to dive into it's main plot. As a reminder, Hannah Gorgon is Medusa, so obviously her coming to town will be Crona's official introduction into this story, and I can let my shipper trash side of me run wild.
Shaula's pet, Scorcard, is a play on words, combining scorpion with Picard, a Star Trek character. Mostly because I can easily picture Shaula being a Trekky in this AU.
Likely, you are going to have some questions about why Asura went out and randomly bought an RV. I gotta tell you, that entire scene was one of the most random things I've ever written, and I'm not sure I understand what was going through those character's heads at the time, but it worked. And I'll say this; the RV is very important to the plot of this story. I could've had a character just randomly own an RV for the sake of it, but I decided to be extra.
I hope the characters are in character and everything. I've been trying to give pieces of characterization for everyone, that way their arcs can kick off to a start. So far everything is going according to plan, and hopefully, by the end of this story, everything will wrap up neatly.
Next chapter: Stein and Marie are in for the match-up of their lives, Maka's slumber party might or might not turn into chaos, and a new neighbor/classmate proves to be the greatest challenge the group will have to face up to in their young lives.
~MotherUniverse signing out!