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Maka's POV

"Maka, I didn't agree to this!"

"Of course you didn't, you're doing it anyways." I said into the  phone.

"I don't dance!!!!" 

"DO YOU WANT ME TO MAKA~CHOP YOU"

"Okay! Okay. Fine. Can we just not?"

"NOPE!"

"But I can't dance!"

"You can REAP SOULS but you CAN'T DANCE?!?!"

"Dancing can NEVER be symmetrical! EVER!"

"Just get over here." I sighed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

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Jeez. I knew Kid didn't like dancing but I actually had to threaten him. Wow. Either he's gonna be secretly really good, or we're going to die of embarrassment. 

"Maka? I'm here."

Maka ran over to the door and opened it. Kid was standing uncomfortably on the front step.

"Blair isn't here, is she?"

"I don't think so?" 

"Oh god."

SOOOOOooooooo. I'm back! May I just say that you guy are the friggin best and deserve flower crowns. I was feeling down and you helped a lot. I will try to update throughout next week. I hope. 

Bai beautifuls -Z




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