[Soul Eater, Alternative Universe:]

You were a Death Scythe, and a rather powerful one at that. Though you weren’t nearly strong enough to be Lord Death's weapon. But you did good enough to have a pretty nice home in the city, and people always thought twice before messing with you. You’re Meister was also pretty cool too, though she could be kinda a total B-word sometimes… But you didn't hold it against her, you had a stressful job and all that mumbo jumbo.

During your adventures you had met a rather strange individual, a witch who just so happened to also be a cat. Though because of her magical abilities she took the form of a human nine times out of ten. Which you didn't really mind of course because she was smoking hot… Anyway, after totally destroying her house in a big misunderstanding, she decided to let you make it up to her by letting her live with you. A real win-win situation…

-Death City, You’re Humble Abode-

After a long day of well murdering people. You had made your way home through the city, making sure not to get killed yourself. Opening the door, you entered into your rather mystical house... Since Blair had moved in, it had become a lot more zany and much more resembled a typical witch's house. The type you would see in a fairy tale… Though this one smelled a lot more like booze and kitty litter.

Letting out a long sigh, you stretched your arms above your head before walking over and jumping onto the large dark purple couch. Your house was pretty open concept, so you didn't have to do that much walking and could get right to relaxing. Which was your specialty… As you continued to lay on the couch in a rather comfortable position, you heard the soft pitter-patter of cat paws slowly approaching you. Though you kept your eyes shut as you already knew who it was.

The sounds grew closer as you suddenly felt the weight of something else on the couch. It wasn't very heavy. At least not at the current moment that is… As the feline weaved its way between your legs, it eventually climbed on top of you. The cat sitting right on your chest. And within a split second there was a proof and a small cloud of smoke and now you were being straddled by a scantily clad girl in a witch outfit. The very same one you had let into your home.

Blair: “Well, well… Welcome home lovely~ I'm surprised that you’re back so late.”

She said with a smirk on her face as she tilted her head to the side, obviously a little curious as to why you were getting home so late. Though to be perfectly honest she didn't really care, as long as you weren’t out doing something you shouldn't be. Then the two of you would have a real problem… Her smirk widened slightly as she thought about the idea of turning you into something as punishment. Maybe you would look good as a pumpkin.

You slowly opened your eyes and looked up at her, a neutral smile plastered on your face as you lay there with your hands behind your head. Despite the teasing, you were rather enjoying this… And it was clear she was as well, as you could hear a soft purring imitating from her rather large chest as she continued to straddle you with a playful little smirk on her face that was framed perfectly by her purple hair. She suddenly laid her head on your chest as she snuggled into you. The purring increasing as she did so.

Blair: “Purrrr purrrrr~... Oh, I really think you should come home more often. I'll even give you a reward~"

She said, her voice as playful as ever as she made a rather suggestive remark. It was obvious just what she was implying. But you just rolled your eyes, as this is what she said for everything. Promising to give you ‘a reward’ for every little thing she made you do. Like cooking, doing the dishes, cleaning, grocery shopping, you get the gist… The point is, living with her really isn't as magical as you thought it was going to be. Heck, she was even more lazy than you were.