NorthernMage here! I had a sudden idea from talking to a friend and thus this oneshot was born. Honestly, this story needs no more information. Read and review.

Soul Evans: NorthernMage doesn't own Soul Eater.

Maka's POV

I, Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki, Liz, Patty and Kid had all gone out to McDeath's. Now we were sitting in the park, eating our burgers. As Tsubaki slurped on her milkshake, Soul said 'Hey, don't you think that Kid would look dead sexy in a miniskirt?' I, Black Star and Tsubaki nearly choked on the various items entering our mouths. I was bent over, coughing up milkshake, but I couldn't get the image of the reaper in a miniskirt out of my head. Every time I thought I could recover, I remembered Kid in a miniskirt and I just kept laughing. After about fifteen minutes, we were all under control again. That was when I noticed two piercing, golden eyes glaring at the back of Soul's head. And my idiotic partner hadn't noticed. 'Don't you think he'd look hilarious?! At least, he'd probably have to make it a symmetrical miniskirt if he wore it!' 'Soul...' I said warningly, trying to warn him of the very powerful grim reaper behind him. 'What Maka? You think he'd look hilarious too?' 'I think you'd look good in a miniskirt.' Kid said icily. Soul Evans turned, his face a mask of horror, to see Death the Kid. Who had heard everything, including the miniskirt comment. 'Liz, Patty, weapon forms.'

A few minutes later, Soul was on the ground with Kid leaning over him. 'I look dead sexy in what, again?' Terrified, in a small voice Soul said 'What you're wearing, Kid.' Kid smiled like he'd just killed a Kishin that had unfolded some toilet paper out of a triangle and he'd just refolded it. 'Thats what I thought.'