Chrisker One-Shots

All Hallow's Evil

Summary:

In a zombie-free alternate universe, Chris Redfield invites friends to a Halloween party to get his mind off of his mysterious new neighbor (and how attractive he is.) Drunkenness and romantic mishaps ensue.

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"Well? What do you think?" Claire grinned, doing a little spin. She had just appeared around the kitchen door suddenly – a bowl of candy on her hip and in one of the most impractical outfits Chris had ever seen her wear. It was a vampire themed mini dress, complete with barely there corset, butt-length red cape and thigh highs sporting gaudy fake red gems on them. She held the candy out to him.

"Chuckles bar?"

Her brother reached to take the candy without really looking at her, dubiously glancing at the door to be sure nobody else was coming.

"I think you plan to ambush somebody at the party. Anybody I should keep an eye out for?"

His sister just smiled and shook her head.

"Nope." Dropping a candy bar into his hand, she turned and sat the bowl on the kitchen table to adjust her hair. "Anyone I should keep an eye out for?" She smiled slyly at him. "Say, an old partner?"

The doorbell rang loudly through the house before Chris could reply. Claire must have gotten a hold of it, because it sounded like a classic wolf howl.

His sister glanced at him, still trying to restrain a loose lock of hair.

"Can you grab that? It's probably Rebecca."

Scratching his head, Chris sighed and headed toward the front of the house.

"Sure..."

He wasn't even in costume yet, but it felt kind of ridiculous for a grown man to be dressing up for Halloween, anyway. Claire sure seemed to be enjoying herself, though. It was nice to see his sister so happy.

Opening the door, the brunette leaned out cautiously. What if it was trick-or-treaters already?

"Trick or treat. Did I miss the party?" Leon said in boredom. He gave Chris a little wave. The blond was dressed head to toe in a cowboy outfit, but it didn't look that cheap. He had a leather duster on with a red vest peeking out from underneath, a tall pair of black boots and fitted doeskin chaps over his usual jeans. On top of his head sat a nice black hat with a silver buckle and on his hip was what looked like a Red Nine replica.

"Leon," Chris said, surprised to see him. Claire had seemed to think that Rebecca would arrive first. Stepping to the side, he held the door open and smiled. "Come on in, you're actually the first one here."

The blond man smiled and took off his hat, holding it against his chest.

"Well, I'll be." Stifling a yawn, he headed inside. "I saw that new neighbor of yours. He was out on his lawn...in the dark." Leon ducked over by the window to peek out of the curtain. "Does he do that normally or is that a Halloween thing?"

Chris leaned out the door again to try and get a glimpse of the neighbor's yard, but Leon's car was parked in the way. Frowning, he ducked back inside and closed the door.

"Uh. Yeah, he's usually out at night. Maybe he works graveyard," he reasoned. That sounded so logical. It didn't explain why the man wore sunglasses in the middle of the night.

"...Anyway, Claire's just doing her hair. Have a seat," he added, gesturing to the couch with a smile.

Without hesitation, Leon plunked down and sat his hat aside.