Of Falling Stars and Distant Hills

Halloween Special: The Monster Mash

Happy Halloween, babes and birds! You have no idea how much I went through to post this special tonight! I just had the actual worst week of my life, where I spent almost every day at the hospital or ER due to medical complications. I had such big plans for this special and that obviously really railroaded my progress. But I somehow managed to scrape this baby together, it's the first draft and it's barely edited but I don't care! It's up and I'm so excited about it. It was an absolute blast! I hope y'all like this lol cause it took all hell to become a reality -_-  Enjoy, my spooky friends!!

Lady fussed with her hair in the mirror, flicking her long, blazing auburn hair over her shoulder and flirtatiously posing before her reflection. The bathroom she stood in was large enough to fit two bedrooms, with four marble sinks and two gargantuan mirrors. The floors and counters were all made up of silky marble, everything a clean shade of tan. Lady had to concede, albeit begrudgingly, that the witches did know how to enchant these venues every year.

Lady stuck out her hip and gave her best intimidating expression, a sad imitation of her Aunt Sarah, who was as terrifying as a vampire maid could get. She eyed her outfit and made sure nothing was amiss. She wore a sultry black velvet mermaid dress, which turned to sheer frills at her shins. It was long sleeved and hugged her body, making her alabaster skin look creamy against the dark, luxurious material. Good enough I guess. She sighed, undoing her pose and flashed a mocking smirk at herself. Why did these Hallow's Eve get-togethers always make her so crazy? It wasn't like it was the first time by any means, these parties had been going on for over a century.

Lady felt rejuvenated and her thirst was far from her mind, but all the same she ran her tongue under her red lipstick enveloped lips and grazed her fangs experimentally. She promptly cut her tongue on their sharp edges and winced. "Ow, dang it." She hissed.

"Oh Lady!"

Suddenly, as she leaned over in annoyance, a translucent face burst from the bathroom wall before her. Lady scoffed though the head was inches from her nose. "Nice try, Ida. You're never going to scare me again, that was a one time thing."

"Never say never, darling." The face said, it's body floating through the wall to join it and manifesting into her best friend, Ida Hale.

"That was a whole half century ago you realize?" Lady asked, swallowing the bitter remnants of the blood from her tongue.

"That means nothing to me silly. It feels like it was just yesterday." Ida smirked, mischievously crossing her arms over her chest.

Her body was drawn exactly like a human, except that she had no legs and shimmered between blue and purple shades like a soap bubble. She had a petite face and large eyes, framed by a frizzy, curly mane of hair past her shoulders. A billowing, Victorian nightgown adorned her slender body, going down past her non-existent ankles and blurring into nothing. She was a ghost maiden; an apparition that had a permanent residence in the human world with the added trade off of her sanity intact. She and Lady had been friends for a hundred years or so.

"You ready?" Ida inquired.

"I suppose." Lady sighed. "How's it looking out there?"

"It's a full house tonight, everyone seems to have showed up. Even Mothman! Can you believe it?"

"How long has it been? Seventy years since he last attended?"

"Something like that."

Lady tucked her hair behind her ear with a clawed finger. "Did you see—the, uh—the...no, nevermind, forget it."

Ida raised a translucent eyebrow, which shimmered lavender, obviously catching her meaning. "You don't have to be coy. Were you asking if I've seen the werewolves yet?"