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Soul grinned. "Still up for that slushy?" Maka Albarn "You did promise," She said lacing her fingers with his. "That I did," Soul agreed, giving her hand a little squeeze. "What kind?" "Cherry." "Don't you get tired of cherry?" Soul replied. "Does one ever get tired of cherry?" Soul raised his hand. "Caught." So they went and got a large cherry slush to share. Duh. "You try it first." She held the slush up. Soul hummed and took a sip, putting his hand over Maka's to steady it. "Yum." He pushed it towards her. "Is it worthy of my delicate taste buds?" Maka snickered a bit. "Princess, y'won't know unless you try." "Well a princess is nothin