Lmfao, I have no idea what the fuck this is. |D

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It was a regular, nondescript visit to the police station. Minato thought it was about time he bought a new weapon; his sword was starting to rust.

For whatever reason, Kurosawa had a gun in stock. After taking a look at what else he had, Minato decided that he would try out the gun. While Mitsuru was concerned that he could mix it up with his Evoker, Junpei thought it was the-coolest-thing-ever-why-didn’t-I-think-of-this, and Yukari’s face seemed to say, “This is the stupidest idea ever.”

He brought it with him to Tartarus that night. Everyone looked at him a bit funny, but he was the leader, and no one really thought to question him. Five fights in, one floor up, and no one even looked at it anymore.

And then it happened.

Akihiko wasn’t doing so well, so he switched to Titania to heal him. He brought his evoker up to his head and pulled the trigger.

But the sound wasn’t quite right in his ears; familiar, but not like the glass-breaking sound he was used to. In fact, he could smell gunpowder.

His grip loosened, and a rather unpleasant darkness was settling over his vision. He thought he heard someone shout out, “Wrong gun!” in the background.

Game over.

YOU ARE SUCH AN ASS

AFKJL;DFJK;JL;DJFKL;AJF;DLJF;AA

BRB THIS IS HILARIOUS

(ALSO: I AM NOW TEMPTED TO FORCE YOU TO WRITE CREEPY-FISH-BOY-FROM-P4/MINATO JUST FOR THE GAME OVER ASPECT YOU INFUSED IN THIS. ♥♥)

(.............. OH MY GOD PLEASE DON'T. T___________T I WOULD CRY.)

Fuck yeah, mission success! \o/

(I WANT TO MY THE DAY OF MY BIRTH AS A WELCOME "FUCK YOU'VE LIVED TO BE 18 YET YOU WON'T DO ANYTHING WITH YOUR LIFE BESIDES GET SOMEBODY TO WRITE YOU THIS"!FIC. CONSIDER YOURSELF PROMPTED. B])

S-Sob, I really hope I did not fuck this up too much. ;;

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During a normal, regular day, one where Maka was snugged cozily into the couch with a good book, Soul decided that it would be “cool” to learn how to break dance.

Which meant that she was dragged into it as well.

He tried to get her to learn with him, but after she flatly refused five times in a row, he just had her sit and watch him. She spent most of her time reading her book, only glancing up a few times, but she was a bit surprised to see him doing so well.

Three weeks later, Soul was trying to get her to join in. Only this time, he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“Come on,” he said, grabbing her hand and already half-dragging her with him, “you can become cooler!”

“I don’t really care about being cool,” she mumbled, but she gripped his hand just a little tighter and let him pull her along.

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Y-YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

GAH!!!! IT IS SO CUTE

RIDICULOUSLY CUTE

IT'S THEM

AND IT'S CUTE

A-AND I MIGHT AS WELL JUST RESIGN MYSELF TO DYING FROM A DIABETIC INDUCED COMA DUE TO HOW SWEET AND SUBTLE AND CUTE AND A;DFKJK;FLJA; GAH

THE MENTAL IMAGE OF SOUL BREAK DANCING ALONE! PRICELESS! ♥

LOL, I always thought Soul looked like he could be break dancing. The way he dresses or something. XD insert Kid crying over how it is NOT SYMMETRICAL ASDJFHSALKDFJ!!!

But akljdflsakjf really glad it's not screwed up since, you know, I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING FROM SOUL EATER PRETTY MUCH AHAHA.