Maka hears noises coming from Deathscythe's room, and she sighs. She hates these obligatory father daughter weekends, and if it hadn't been Shinigami-sama himself who had ordered her to go, she wouldn't have even bothered with it. (Apparently, her Papa is prone to spontaneous mourning and weeping if their weekends are interrupted.) Maka's lip curls. Pathetic.

She sighs. But as a student of shibusen, she will sacrifice her free time (time better spent studying) and spend that time with her…(she shudders) father and preserve the safety of this world. She has no idea how Deathscythe manages to be the most powerful weapon, but frankly, she thinks it's dangerous. How on earth could Shibusen's future be placed into her father's hands? A father who is lazy, a moron, idiotic, a pervert…she can go on, but she hears another noise that sounds suspiciously like a long moan.

She flushes a dull pink and bristles at the same time. With a growl, she is so close to just storming into that room, furious that she's being forced into this father daughter weekend and her father is there, entertaining some girl or woman…

Plus, the mental image of her Papa, naked, on top of someone…it stops her in her tracks, and she shudders. Ewwww.

There's a thump, and a squawk that is unmistakeably her father's, and a low chuckle that freezes Maka's blood in her veins. Too low, and too deep and too sinister to belong to those vapid call girls that Deathscythe sometimes brings home. Their high-pitched squeals and giggles are nowhere near as frightening as this particular sound, and Maka thinks she recognises it.

Sinister, scary…

"Maka-chan?"

…Stein.

It's her turn to squawk as the door opens, and a shirtless, smirking Stein appears, followed by a similarly shirtless and flushed Deathscythe. Besides the massive eww, and the fact she wants to squeeze her eyes shut (forever), she keeps staring as she sees the massive panic spread across her father's face.

"Maka-chan, this isn't what it looks like!"

"I'm hurt, senpai." Stein loops an arm around Deathscythe's waist, ignoring his desperate scrabble to get away from him. The panic and fear in his eyes would be funny, if it weren't so pathetic.

There's a small pause.

And Maka's smile is decidedly evil. (Stein's glasses flash, and nods approvingly at her.)

"I understand, Papa. I think Professor Stein is a wonderful choice." Her eyes shine, and Deathscythe is just so happy when his daughter smiles at him warmly. "After all these years, now I understand why you left Mama. You're gay!"

Deathscythe's face becomes ashen.

And Maka's eyes then become stony, and her tone becomes hard.

"Besides, I always did want another Papa."

tbc