SoMa One-Shots

Tiny tots

Wes got the call at 11:34 am.
"Hello?"
His heart leaped at the peppy voice on the other end,
"Oh Blair! This is a surprise! You're naughty calling me during work...shouldn't you be watching my brothers class?"
He placed the pen across the music sheets as the teacher continued to talk,
"...are you sure?....yes of course I can come," he stuck his feet in polished black shoes before throwing a coat over his shoulder,
"I'll be right there miss Blair."
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Wes pulled up to Deaths Elementary, what normally brought him joy was now foreboding. He walked up the small flight of stairs, through the doors, and past the walls filled with children's drawings.
"Mr. Evans?"
He looked up to meet a golden eye, "Hello Marie, I got a call saying Soul was sent to the principals office? Did he do something wrong?" The elder Evans mixed emotions must have showed causing the secretary to give him a sympathetic smile,
"It seems he-"
"You'll find out once you enter principal Deaths room."
Another woman clad in black business-wear narrowed her eyes at him,
"One of the assistant principals is in there as well- since this matter pertains to him as well- but I am the other assistant principal and will be willing to answer any questions you have after the meeting." With a push to her glasses, the woman was off. Wes looked towards Marie again, sharing a nervous laugh.
"Miss Azusa means well. You better get in there though; we are just waiting on one more parent." Giving him another smile, she returned to her paperwork.
He then turned 90 degrees and faced the clouded window that lead to the head cheeses office. As his hand reached for the door, he scolded himself for feeling like he was the child in trouble.
"But if we're waiting for another parent, that means at least three kids where involved! What could my quiet little brother possibly have done?!"
The door opened to reveal a small group of people: a small boy holding broken glasses in a bandaged hand along with a swollen cheek, miss Blair (looking lovely), Maka Albarn sniffling slightly, assistant principal Spirit Albarn, Soul, and principal Death. All eyes where on the older brother as the door shut lightly behind him. The first boy wore a little vest on top of a long sleeve, kaki shorts, and small brown shoes. The boys hair had been nearly combed back and he proudly wore a bow tie. Soul wore a simple red tee shirt and black shorts, his sweatshirt taken off. Maka wore a cute pink dress, not having her usual shirt under, completed with white sandals. Both principals wore black and grey suits.
"Mr. Evans I presume?" He looked at the pricipal, squaring his shoulders at being addressed,
"Y-Yes sir, I'm souls older brother. Our parents are abroad at the moment."
The pricipal nodded,
"Please have a seat next to Soul."
He did as he was told, nodding to the albarns as he passed.
"Now Wes, we can't start until everyone is here, but as it stands your brother is in very big trouble." The man leaned over his desk, looking at the boy who was doing everything to not look either of them in the eye.
"But! But mr. Death! Soul didn't do anything wrong!"
"Maka!" At her fathers warning, she quieted down. On cue, the door burst open for a woman with tick brown hair, grey eyes, and a matching maroon suit.
"I'm Mrs. Ford. I'm here because I heard my son was harmed by one of his classmates!"
She then rushed towards her son, kneeling down and fawning over him,
"Oh my poor baby! His handsome face! What happened? Who could have done this?! And are those shark teeth!?!"
After the principal quieted down the mother, thanking Marie as she shut the door, he started the meeting by asking Miss Blair what had happened.
"During nap time, oxy-poo had made an inappropriate comment at Sharky and widdle Makas *ahem* sleeping arrangements. It then caused an argument between the three. At some point Oxy-poo insulted widdle Maka and well..." She laughed sheepishly,
"Sharkie punched his cheek, breaking his glasses, and then chomped on his arm," she added an afterthought, "and then didn't let go till he drew blood."
Mrs. Ford gasped again, fretting over Ox a second time.
Wes and Spirit had a similar thought,
"Sleeping arrangements?"
"yeah," Ox gently pushed his mother to the side, "they sleep on the same mat even though they're not married."
Maka leaned forward glaring at the boy,
"That's cause our wedding isn't until May you moron!"
"So? You just can't sleep together before the wedding!"
This got Soul to finally speak up,
"Why not! We where doing it before I got her a ring!"
"It's still not allowed! It's against the rules!"
"No it's not!"
"Yeah my papa does it all the time! And he doesn't even marry them!"
Spirit let out a hysterical sputter, adding to the noise Mrs ford made about 'inappropriate children harming her son', and Blair trying to calm the re-enraged children.
Wes on the other hand- ignoring the glare he received from the assistant principal- beamed towards his little brother. Soul was now standing on the chair, tiny hands gripping the arm rests. He had always known they where close, but he has no idea they held hands because they where engaged! He was curious to see the ring...
"Don't be so stupid Albarn! At least me and Kim know our bounds!"
"What bounds? You aren't even dating!"
"That's cause you have to take it slow with cute girls... But you two wouldn't know anything about that would you?"
Maka sucked in a breath, tears welling up in her green eyes. Soul hopped off his chair, baring his teeth,
"Wanna another shiner Ox? I can break more than glasses four-eyes!"
"That is enough." At the principals warning tone, the children froze. Mrs Ford tucked her son under her arm, warily looking between the two boys. Spirit, who was more or less used to the dreaded tone, wiped the rest of his daughters tears away. Wes had quickly scooped Soul back up and into his seat. Wes gave his attention to the principal while soul focused more on his 'fiancé'.
Principal Death heaved a sigh and dismissed miss Blair, stating she does not have to make any changes pertaining to nap-time.
"Now, Ox," the fords gave their attention, "you will have to write an apology to Maka that is at least a page long; telling her you're sorry and why you can't say such hurtful things to people."
Ox scowled but made no protest, his mother gave a noise a disapproval.
Next was the albarns,
"Maka will stay after school today and help miss Blair clean the classroom." Maka nodded sadly.
"Soul," the boy glanced up after a nudge from his brother, "you will have to write an apology to Ox- at least two pages- telling him you're sorry and that it's not right to...physically attack your classmates." After a pause he gave a small smile, "and... Ox has to be involved in the wedding somehow."
Wes slapped a hand over a howl of laughter; snickering at his brothers protests. Oxs mother looked shocked, if not amused, spirit looked white as a sheet. Wes almost lost it when soul looked towards Maka for help.
"He could be wedding planner." Maka squeaked out, shocking the two boys. Embarrassment flooding her cheeks as all eyes turned towards her. Principal Death however, stood with a wide smile,
"Excellent! Now that that's all out of the way! You are all dismissed! Ox is free to go home if he wishes, Maka and Soul return to class!"
With a cheery wave, they where alone in the office. Mrs ford checked Ox out and mentioned something about taking him for a quick check-up (glancing at soul).
"Wes." Spirit stood followed by the elder Evans, they shook hands. Wes, one hand holding soul, the other reaching for Makas,
"I'll take them back to class."
Spirit gave his thanks, eyes hardening as he made it clear they where not to hold hands.
Wes walked out of the office while spirit explained what happens to Marie and Azusa. Once alone in the hallway Wes took the opportunity to tease the two a little,
"So little brother, have a best man?" He smirked down as a blush shown on his cheeks,
"Y-yeah! Black*star duh!"
Wes leaned back with a smile,
"You wound me soul and here I thought I was your dear sweet brother! I'm not your best man! You didn't even tell me about the wedding!-"
Soul repeatably hit Wes's leg with his tiny fist, "Wes! Shut up! I used a ring pop! Kids already the ring bearer! Cut it out!"
"-The proposal! I didn't even get to help you pick out a ring!"
"Don't worry Wes," Both boys looked at the tiny girl who smiled up at the elder Evans, "you can Soul's best man at our real wedding."