Soul of a Fairy (Fairy Tail x Reader x Soul Eater)

Chapter 5

(Woah... What's this? Two chapters? Yeah. I was really bored in health class....)

-Kid's pov-

I woke up, pushing myself into a sitting position, and looking around. I nearly had a heart attack when I looked in the mirror and noticed something. There was a neatly drawn seven smack dab in the middle of my forehead. I raced to the mirror, trying to clear the abomination off my head, but it refused to budge. I soon gave up, throwing myself on the floor, bawling. "My symmetry....! It's ruined..!"
"What symmetry? You have stripes on only one side of your head." I only got worse, crying out in anguish. "You're right...!! I'm asymmetrical garbage....! I deserve to die...! I'm a poor excuse for a reaper...!" I sobbed.
"I never said that! I just said you weren't symmetrical..."
"That won't work. Here, let us handle this." Liz stated, and I heard Patty's obnoxious laughter nearby. Soon, they were at my side, trying to comfort me. "You're not garbage... And you're a great reaper. Don't worry about those silly stripes, Kid..." I looked up at her with shining eyes. "R-really...?" They both nodded, and Liz grabbed a rag of some sorts, rubbing at my forehead until till the horrid mark came off. I sniffed and got up to my feet, looking around. I saw the guy who most likely pointed out my asymmetry. He had long green hair that covered the right side of his face. He was wearing a blood red coat with a sword on his left hip. "Who are you?" I asked, dusting myself off.
"My name is Freed Justine."
"I'm Death the Kid, but call me Kid. These are my weapons, Liz and Patty Thompson." I gestured to each one as I said their name. He nodded, before going to leave. "By the way, all of your friends have woken up. They're all fine, and are staying here until further notice." I nodded and watched as he left the room. I glanced around the moderately messy room, deciding the best way to go about making it symmetrical when my partners each grabbed an arm and dragged me out of the room, And down a stair case to a common room. I looked around, seeing complete disorder, which drove my OCD up the wall. I expected my twin pistols to let me go here, but they continued dragging me around until sitting me at a table with Maka, Tsubaki, and some people I didn't know. One was a younger girl, with dark blue hair and a white cat in her lap. The other had shorter silvery hair and blue eyes. "Hai, I'm Wendy, and this is my exceed Carla."
"And I'm Lisanna."
"Nice to meet you, I am Death the Kid but-"
"Call you kid. Yeah, your friends told us." Lisanna smiled. Wendy nodded, and the cat... Tskd? I glanced at her, confused. "Carla, is it? Tell me, are you a cat like Blair?" I asked, concerned. I knew that, if she was, Soul may die due to blood loss.
"I don't know who this Blair is, but by how you're acting, I would certainly hope not." She stated, in a rather haughty manner. I nodded, glancing over as Soul joined the conversation. "What are you guys all talking about?" He asked.
"Blair." Is all I replied, when he reacted the same way he always did when the magical cat was mentioned. After getting hit with a rather nasty Maka chop, Soul laid on the ground, with both a bump on his head and blood gushing from his nose. This, I thought to myself, as I cleaned the blood Soul shot out if his nose off of myself, would be very interesting.