"Let's tell us all our worst fears." Soul said with a mischievous smile. He always had a trick up his sleeve. Right now there was a pretty big one up his red t-shirt sleeve. Maka could tell what he was going to do. She could pretty much just look at his face and tell he was up to no good.
"How about no." Maka said, still curled up in a ball next to Soul.
"Come on Maka, it'll be fun." He protested.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Fine."
"Yes!"
"Okay, who's first?"
"I hate It when things are unsemetrical."
"I don't like when people think their better than me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I don't like when Giraffes are blue. They can only be yellow or pink. Hahaha!!!! "
"I don't like hang nails."
"I don't like jerks."
"Maka, you're up." Soul said.
Maka knew he wanted her to tell everyone about Sunday. Last Sunday, she got so scared of a creepy clown on TV, that she jumped a foot from her chair and cowered in Soul's shoulder. She just hates creepy clowns, and if anyone found out, they would be watching a horror film about clowns every night just to tick her off.
"I hate................................
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"SPIDERS! HA THAT'S IT SPIDERS. I HATE SPIDERS RIGHT SOUL? HAHAHAHAHA THAT'S WHY I SCREAMED WHEN ONE CRAWLED UP MY LEG!!! HAHAHAHA! We should do something else." Maka replied.
"Well this was a total waste of time." Soul yawned as he scratched the back of his neck with his free hand. "Maka's right, we should do something else."
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Soul Eater Power Down
Fiksi PenggemarWhen there is a power outage in Death City, everyone gathers at Maka and Soul's place for a sleepover. Note: this is an older version of the story. I'm in the process of rewriting it, please refer to my profile page to see the new book! It's under t...
