[Soul Eater] Extracurricular -- Stein/Spirit pastfic drabble
Title: Extracurricular
Pairing: Stein/Spirit-ish
Words: ~300
Other Notes: So, how exactly did Spirit fail to notice freshly stitched wounds appearing all over his body for five freaking years!?
I drabbled most of this up in a comment-thread on my main journal.
There was only one question left.
So then...which would it be?
A local or a general?
Stein considered for a moment, his fingers hesitating over his tools. He'd been contemplating this particular topic absent-mindedly throughout the day, trying to decide which would be more suited to the task at hand, so he'd prepared a proper dosage of both types around mid-afternoon.
When it came down to it, all he really needed to operate was a local, just something to keep the object of investigation from feeling the prick of the scalpel and waking up. That would be simple, and it would leave fewer lingering side-affects.
Stein glanced over toward his test subject.
Spirit, peacefully oblivious to his own fate, was sprawled flat on his back, bedsheets tangled around his loose limbs and hair spilled across the pillow like bloodstain. He hadn't even twitched when Stein had wheeled over to his bedside and experimentally jabbed him in the arm with a needle a couple of times to test if he was out.
He slept like the dead.
If the dead snored, that is.
However... Stein tightened his screw a few cranks. ....a general anesthetic was still an option.
On one hand, it was excessive. The subject was already out cold, and the barbiturate he had prepared would almost certainly last too long, making the test material sleep far into the morning and then wake up slow and groggy.
And on the other hand... Stein's lips curled. Knowing Senpai, he'd probably fail to notice the stitched-up incision on his abdomen in his fuzzy-headed flailing panic of trying to get to class on time. He'd be too frantic at the idea of having to take extra make-up lessons to even see to such a small and inconsequential cut.
Right.
A general it was, then.
Stein grinned happily and reached for the syringe.
Pairing: Stein/Spirit-ish
Words: ~300
Other Notes: So, how exactly did Spirit fail to notice freshly stitched wounds appearing all over his body for five freaking years!?
I drabbled most of this up in a comment-thread on my main journal.
There was only one question left.
So then...which would it be?
A local or a general?
Stein considered for a moment, his fingers hesitating over his tools. He'd been contemplating this particular topic absent-mindedly throughout the day, trying to decide which would be more suited to the task at hand, so he'd prepared a proper dosage of both types around mid-afternoon.
When it came down to it, all he really needed to operate was a local, just something to keep the object of investigation from feeling the prick of the scalpel and waking up. That would be simple, and it would leave fewer lingering side-affects.
Stein glanced over toward his test subject.
Spirit, peacefully oblivious to his own fate, was sprawled flat on his back, bedsheets tangled around his loose limbs and hair spilled across the pillow like bloodstain. He hadn't even twitched when Stein had wheeled over to his bedside and experimentally jabbed him in the arm with a needle a couple of times to test if he was out.
He slept like the dead.
If the dead snored, that is.
However... Stein tightened his screw a few cranks. ....a general anesthetic was still an option.
On one hand, it was excessive. The subject was already out cold, and the barbiturate he had prepared would almost certainly last too long, making the test material sleep far into the morning and then wake up slow and groggy.
And on the other hand... Stein's lips curled. Knowing Senpai, he'd probably fail to notice the stitched-up incision on his abdomen in his fuzzy-headed flailing panic of trying to get to class on time. He'd be too frantic at the idea of having to take extra make-up lessons to even see to such a small and inconsequential cut.
Right.
A general it was, then.
Stein grinned happily and reached for the syringe.