Maka's Munchkin

Summary: What's small, has ash blonde hair, and red eyes? Maka and Soul don't know either, but they'll do anything to make her happy. Munchkin OC

So, this is a new series that'll probably be really short. I find that it's interesting no one had thought of this.

Seriously, I was gonna die if I didn't post it.

Okay, I'm seriously making my A/N like a diary again. Sorry 'bout that.

Thanks to alykagamine for making the cover!

Disclaimer: I have no rights to Soul Eater; so don't blame me SoMa fans!

Chapter 1

"What do you mean there's no food? I just stocked the cabinet up!"

"Well, I wouldn't be complaining about not having food if we were stocked up now would I?"

"You ate it all? You glutton! We're on a tight budget, you should know that!"

The boy frowned. "Here's a swell idea, why don't we stop fighting over this and just get to the store?"

The girl crossed her arms. "Fine. But you're paying for everything."

Grumbling, the white haired weapon waited outside the store.

His ash blond partner smiled as she walked out the store. "We still have to go to the stands."

"You and your high standards of fresh grown products. Fine, let's go." The boy sighed.

It was only a block away, so they decided to walk there.

"Hey Soul, can you get some cabbages?" His meister asked.

"Sure thing Maka." Soul walked over to a cabbage stand and bought a few.

When he came back, Maka was inspecting some tomatoes. "Hey, did you know tomatoes are fruits?"

Maka scrunched her nose up. "I was pretty sure they would categorize it as a vegetable."

Handing her the bag of cabbages, Soul chuckled. "I did too, guess we were both wrong."

Maka was about to retort when someone pulled the hem of her shirt.

She turned around just to find no one there.

The tug was there again.

Maka thought she was going crazy until she heard a small voice.

"Mama!"

Looking down, Maka's eyes widened.

There was a little girl, probably 3 or 4 years old. She looked rather depressed, her cheeks wet from crying. Her ash blond hair was down and she was begging to Maka with red orbs.

"What the heck Maka?"

Maka turned to look at Soul. "It's not what you think! I don't know her!"

"Mama! Mama!" The little girl cried, pulling Maka's shirt again.

Maka turned to the little girl, her heart dropping. She kneeled down so she was at eye level to the girl. "I'm sorry honey. I'm not your mama, you got the wrong person."

As if she didn't understand, her eyes started to water. "Mama! Mama!" She hugged Maka tightly.

Maka was then torn between leaving the girl alone on the streets and taking her home.

"Mama!"

Maka chose the latter. She picked the little girl up. "Shh. Shush now. I got you." She ran her fingers throughout the little girl's hair.

"Maka, what do you think you're doing?" Soul asked.

He response was strong. "I don't know." She carried the girl with one arm and the grocery bags in the other.

Soul sighed as she walked back to the store, to the bike. "What the hell is this girl thinking?"

The police officer looked at the duo with narrowed eyes.

Under his stare, the little girl squirmed.

"Can you please not do that? I think she's scared." Maka said, rubbing the little girl's back.

After much arguing, Soul had persuaded Maka into telling officials they had found a little girl walking the streets alone.

"We looked through all the missing posters, she wasn't one of the missing kids. Did she happen to run away?" Soul asked.

The police officer looked between the child and the duo. With a sigh, he waved his hand.

Another police officer came in a snap. "Yes sir, is there anything I could do for you?"

"Take the little girl to the break room. Get her some snacks."

"Yes sir." The police officer held out a hand to the little girl. "Come on honey."

The little girl shook her head and buried her face into Maka's neck.

"Hey, it's okay. You can trust them. She'll just get you some food." Maka pulled the girl from her, giving her a warm smile. "You'll be back to me before you know it. Okay?"

The little girl nodded as Maka put her down. The police officer smiled as the little girl grabbed her hand and they walked to the break room.

"So, Officer Martin. What's up with the little girl?" Soul asked.

Sighing, officer Martin looked through a file. "Appears her name is Annabelle. Her real mother's been missing for a month now. Her father..." His eyebrows furrowed. "He had recently died." Officer Martin shut the file. "She was supposed to be picked up from her home and taken to a foster home until her mother reappeared. Seems she somehow ran away. We'll be taking her now."

"No!"

Soul and Officer Martin looked at Maka.

"She can't be forced into a new family, she was so scared when I found her. She'll be crying immensely if you do that."

"Do you want to take custody of her then?"

Maka was flabbergasted. "Huh?"

"You can take custody of her until her mother's found. It is allowed, that is if you're willing to."

Maka smirked. "We attend the DWMA, we've been through much worse."

Officer Martin couldn't help but laugh. "Well, if you're that confident, how can I say no?" Looking through some papers on his desk, he pulled out some papers and slid it across the desk to Maka. "Just sign these papers and you're her official guardian."

Soul sighed as Maka signed the papers Officer Martin gave her.

That's a sucky start, don't you guys think?

But don't worry folks! You'll soon to love this story!

I'm loving writing about Annabelle.

And girls, don't look at me like that. Ya know it's womanly instincts to take care of a crying child. Everyone knows that.

Please review!

Okay, until next time!

-That Person