Are you a Weapon or a Meister?

Soul blinked. "Twilight is a... witch?"

Maka nodded softly, then sighed. "Rarity is too. It may not seem like it, but they are."

"Why didn't you notice it beforehand, when we first approached them?" He tilted his head to the side a bit.

The blonde narrowed her eyes, then glanced at Soul. "I'm not entirely sure, but I have a guess. I realized Rarity had a special wavelength when we met them yesterday, but it was very weak. Add that to the fact I couldn't put my finger on what kind of soul her's was, and that might explain why I couldn't assume she was a witch. Twilight's soul, on the other hand, is very powerful. I'm guessing she's strong enough to use Soul Protect. The only explanation I can think of for why I didn't observe it yesterday might be because, while she was unconscious, her Soul Protect was on. When I shook her hand, her Soul Protect turned off... it felt like an energetic blast shot through my veins, honestly." She looked down at the ground, then returned her gaze back at Soul with a worried mind. "Should we trust them?"

Soul shrugged. "How should I know? I don't know everything. I'm not some goody two-shoes teacher's pet like you." His eyes widened when he saw the furious, boiling glare Maka shot him. He nearly cringed when he saw her slowly reaching for the book on the table.

Twilight and her friends quickly snapped their attention to the door when they heard a short, loud yelp, but they cautiously returned to their conversation after a few seconds.

"So... you're saying you all fell asleep at the park like I did, but then you woke up as humans in different locations?" Twilight raised an eyebrow, trying to understand what happened.

"That's correct, darling." Rarity smiled.

"Yup! We were in different locations, yet we were all still in a certain area. It was like being in different columns in a maze. Then, we heard a bunch of grunts and angry screaming and we all got scared, so we tried to run away from the scary noises and we ended up in the same place - that one, single alleyway. We stayed there for two days." Pinkie explained in one breath.

"We couldn't find you, though," Applejack rubbed the back of her neck. "We were real worried, sugarcube. I'm just glad you're safe and sound."

"Me too, girls." Twilight sighed. "Me too..."

Rainbow Dash slowly veered away from the conversation as she looked around the room. Although there was no carpet, Fluttershy, herself, Applejack and Pinkie sat on the faint-purple tiled floor while Rarity and Twilight sat on Maka's neat-made alice-blue bed. Two windows with yellow curtains were set in two different places; one above her brown desk on the other side of the room (which had a few books on it, along with a yellow desk-lamp, a cup with a several pencils and pens, and a photograph of a foreign landscape with an Arabic phrase) and one above her bed. A tall, violet wardrobe stood in the corner of the room next to this desk, with a calender with several lines and circles hanging above the same desk on the other side. On the left side of the door was a green-lined mirror and a small, blue trash basket, and a bookshelf filled to the brim with books was on the right.

"Hey!"

Rainbow looked back at Twilight quickly. "What?"

"Were you listening?"

She blinked, then blushed faintly in embarrassment. "Ahaha... no, not really."

Twilight rolled her eyes with an amused grin. "Typical Rainbow Dash." She chuckled. "Anyways, I was basically saying that, for the time being, we'll need to get a job. Maka and Soul live in this apartment together, and we can't lay around in their house doing nothing to help them as they work their flanks off to pay for extra food, heightened bills, etc., etc. because of us. Plus, with their age, I'm guessing they have school. Add that on top of their responsibilities and that makes us more in need of working, rather than sucking up their supplies and giving nothing in return like leeches."

Rarity, although she shivered to the thought of being compared to the blood-sucking worm, nodded. "I agree completely. That would be the nicest and most generous offer we could give."

Twilight smiled to her ex-unicorn friend, then looked back at everyone else. "So it's decided?" She only continued until after she got answers from everyone - they all agreed. "Great! I'll ask Maka and Soul about it." She stood up and stretched her tired legs and back.

Suddenly, her stomach rumbled so loud that everyone in the room could hear it. She covered her abdomen immediately, blushing. Applejack, Pinkie and Rainbow burst into hearty laughter. They didn't stop soon, despite Twilight's embarrassed protests.

"Hey, it's not my fault! I haven't eaten in two whole days!"

Applejack wiped a tear from her eye, and her laughter faded away into her sighs. "I'm sorry, sugarcube. I didn't mean to upset you."

When Rainbow and Pinkie didn't stop laughing, the cowgirl huffed and smacked them lightly on the back of the head. They then ceased their laughter - slowly.

"Sorry." They both apologized in unison, although since they were still chuckling, Twilight didn't find it very convincing that they were truly apologetic.

Applejack stood and put her hands on her hips. "For now, my suggestion is that you put off the whole 'job offer' for a short while and come eat some breakfast grub."

Twilight smiled. "Alright, then. Let's go." Her stomach grumbled again, causing her to cover her stomach once more and blush, along with also making Rainbow and Pinkie burst into hilarious laughter.

A man in a white, stitched up lab coat hurried through the sunny streets of Death City. People stared at him as he passed by them due to the shocking fact that a giant screw stuck out of his head, but he didn't seem bothered by the stares nor the screw. He seemed to have his mind on other things, wearing a concerned look. A woman with golden-blonde hair wearing an eyepatch on her left eye followed right behind him, the same expression printed on her face.

Their concern slowly transformed into confusion and worry as they neared upon their destination - an apartment complex. The man stopped, looking at one apartment in particular. He slowly twisted the screw in his head, still in thought.

"This is where Maka, Soul, Crona and Ragnarok live, isn't it? Are you sure this is the right place, Stein?" The woman turned her head to look at the man.

The man, named Stein, stopped turning the screw and nodded. "Of course it is, Marie. I can feel the wavelength right now." He motioned towards the one apartment he had been staring at. "The two witches are in there. One is exceptionally strong, while the other is more weaker."

Marie, the female, nodded. "But... don't you think Maka and Soul would have at least tried to fight them by now?"

Stein made a 'tch' noise. "It doesn't seem like it. The witch soul wavelengths aren't wavering or fading at all. They seem to be as strong and healthy as they felt from back at the academy. Anyways," he opened his hand at his side, not moving his gaze. "Weapon form, please."

Marie nodded as her entire body was suddenly engulfed in a glowing yellow. Her body then swirled and formed a shape into Stein's hand. The glow shattered and faded into nothingness, as if it were a fragile cover, revealing a tonfa-like hammer in Stein's grasp that went all the way up his arm to his elbow.

Stein continued hurrying and entered the building. He then proceeded to rush up the stairs, ignoring the confused and surprised looks he was getting from the staff and visitors, and passed each floor within seconds.

First floor.

Second floor.

Third floor.

Fourth floor.

Finally, at the fifth floor, Stein slowed as he walked down the multicolor hallway.

"Room 506... " Stein muttered this constantly as he did so. He blinked and frowned when he finally found the correct room. What confused him most was that laughter and joyful conversation could be heard, along with cheers and agreements from inside the room. He didn't know what to expect; he just knew the wavelengths both didn't feel evil. They actually felt quite the opposite. Maybe they're good witches and that's why Maka and Soul aren't attacking them... He thought. Although... Maka never met a kind witch before, from what I know, so I don't actually know how she'd react in that situation. Even with that thought in mind, he knew he needed to be highly serious about this and not accept the witches with open arms (not that he would, anyway). There were two witches in Death City - one even being incredibly strong. That was a potential danger itself. There was no way he'd let them go just because their soul wavelengths feel kind.

He grunted and stepped back a few steps, putting himself into a fighting stance.

"Ready, Marie?"

"Yes." The hammer replied.

Stein nodded and raised his foot, and using all his strength, he kicked the door down, cracking it in half in the process.