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Not three seconds after Soul uttered these words he heard the sound of the door opening and closing again. Then the voice of his meister caught his attention.
“Soul! I’m back!” Maka called as she walked into the living room holding a folder filled with papers in his hand. She promptly froze in place when her eyes fell upon Black Star sitting on the couch; bare feet resting on the coffee table. The blue haired assassin had his eyes closed and arms resting behind his head. He had heard Maka come in, but kept his eyes closed in a relaxed state. Maka’s face slowly twisted with disgust and anger as she squeezed the folder in her hand. “Black Star! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Yo.” Black Star replied simply, giving Maka a casual wave. “What’s up?”
“What’s up? WHAT’S UP?!” Maka stomped over to Black Star, rolling up the folder in her hands and using it to whack one of the teen’s feet hard. Black Star hissed in pain as he took his feet off the coffee table and rubbed the one that had been whacked.
“What’s your problem?!” Black Star shouted, glaring at the pissed off girl.
“What are you doing here?! Soul needs to rest and I need to go over these documents. The last thing we need is for your DISGUSTING feet to stink up the place. Get out!”
“Soul’s here?” Black Star asked, surprised. “I thought no one else was here; I’ll go say hi!” Black Star got to his feet, but before he could head towards Soul’s room Maka picked up one of his black shoes (the one Soul wasn’t in) and tossed it at the boy’s face. Black Star caught it with one hand as it came within inches of his nose.
“No you won’t! You’re gonna put your filthy shoes on and get your ass out of here! NOW!”
“Okay, okay! Crazy bitch…” Black Star cursed under his breath as he slipped on the shoe in his hands. He then reached down and turned the upside-down shoe right side up. The tiny Soul screamed as his entire world shifted upside-down. He fell from the top of the toe section to the bottom; groaning as he picked himself up. He noticed light was flooding into the shoe and turned around to watch as the light was quickly blocked by something else. Soul’s eyes dilated and he gaped as he watched Black Star’s huge, sweating foot slip into the shoe and rush toward him.
“N-No! Black Star, stop!” Soul cried, but Black Star had no idea there was anything in his shoe. Soul tried to run, but the foot was just too huge and where would he go? Before he could take a second step the foot hit him and forced him deeper into the shoe. Soul pulled the shoe on nice and tight before making his way to the door. Apparently he wasn’t going fast enough since Maka angrily pushed him out the rest of the way. When Black Star turned around to face her she slammed the door in his face. The athletic meister stood there staring at the door for a moment; grinding his teeth together. That girl really got on his nerves sometimes, but he knew Soul would get angry at him of he ever retaliated.
“Whatever.” Black Star muttered as he laced his muscled arms behind his head and went back the way he came. Meanwhile, inside his right shoe, Soul was still very much alive, but trying to figure out where he was. The albino teen was laying on his stomach; his face pressed against the hot, moist material of Black Star’s insole. On either side of him was a wall of flesh that occasionally shifted. All a round him he could hear and feel booms and with each boom came a jolt of pain in his legs. The ant sized weapon tried to move, but was unable to move an inch. He looked behind him and saw his entire lower half was hidden under Black Star’s foot. It took Soul a few minutes to fully understand his position; mainly because the fumes and constant motion were making him ill. He must be between two of Black Star’s toes with half of him pinned under the foot itself. Each time the titan of a boy took a step his godly weight would come down on Soul’s legs. Luckily the skin between the toes was soft or else Soul’s legs would be paste by now.
“This is so uncool.” Soul complained, unsticking his face from the bottom of the shoe with a little effort.
He tried to get his legs free, but it was useless. He would have better luck just pulling them off. There was nothing the shrunken teenager could do but lay there within the hot, smelly confines of Black Star’s shoe until a chance of getting out presented itself.
“I wonder why Soul’s resting…” Black Star wondered to himself as he looked up at the blue sky. “This sucks; I wanted to hang out with him today! Now what am I gonna do…?” Black Star made his way down the sidewalk; unaware that Soul and he were already “hanging out” together.
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