A/N: I told you guys I'm making a Halloween special.
"Bro, wake up," a familiar voice called out to Bakugo.
"Do you think he can hear us?" a feminine voice asked the male.
"He is a heavy sleeper," another voice answers, "but he might be awake, now."
From what Bakugo can tell in his half-asleep state, he could tell the first person who said something was Kaminari, following with Louise asking the second question, and the last one was Midoriya, who he could tell right off the bat. He slowly opens his eyes and gets blinded by a bright light and can make out the figures of almost all the members from each band joining on this tour, plus his childhood friend. Bakugo rolls his eyes and repositions himself in the bed to where his back is facing everyone. However, Kaminari had the bright idea of ripping the covers off the ash-blond male's body, making his bandmates think he has a death wish.
As pissed as Bakugo is, he's only thankful he wore a t-shirt and sweatpants to bed.
"Come on, man," Kaminari complains, "we're going to check out a haunted hotel room a few floors up."
"A haunted hotel room," Bakugo repeats, sitting up to face his idiotic friend, "who's the dumbass that told you that story?"
"That dumbass would be me, you dumbass," Bella shoots back, "and I heard it from the receptionist in the lobby. It's worth a shot to check out."
The ash-blond male groans and gets up out of bed, knowing he can't get out of this one even if he tried knowing how persistent his friends are. He throws on a pair of socks he had on earlier in the day because there's no point putting on fresh new ones if he's only going to wear them for who knows how long. He starts to walk out the door until Indigo whispers to Bella, "now the last person to get is Lynnette, and you know how much she likes scary stuff."
"Yeah, I know," Bella whispers back, "but she's going to try and use a makeshift ouija board again."
"I think she brought hers this time," Indigo ponders to herself, "because she did finally found it after going through her old belongings."
"Guess we're summoning demons now, too," Trent commented, shrugging to himself.
"Well, here's the thing," Persephone tells him, "Lynnette also knows witchcraft and did some reading about occult rituals back in high school."
"Doesn't surprise me," everyone except for Lynnette's bandmates blurted out.
Getting that out of the way, everyone heads to Lynnette's hotel room to have her join in on the festivities, as Bella likes to call it. Persephone knocks on the door loudly to wake her friend up, but maybe a bit too loud because everyone tries to shush her for how blatant it is. It works well because Lynnette opens the door with a wearied facial expression on her face, not even a minute later. With half-lidded eyes, she looks at her best friend with an unenthusiastic facial expression and looks at everyone else, trying to figure out if they're playing some prank on her.
"This better be good," Lynnette tells everyone, "because if not--"
"Three words: haunted, hotel, room," Persephone cuts her friend off, but the raven-haired woman looks at the violet-haired woman with complete interest.
"Go on," Lynnette urged, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning her body against the door frame.
"Bella got information from the receptionist in the lobby about a haunted hotel room on the thirteenth floor. Apparently, there was this murder-suicide that took place between a mother and her two daughters. We should check it out," Persephone exclaimed, looking extremely excited.
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