The festival was crawling with witches and demons, clustered around stands selling assorted magical merchandise, eating not-dogs and drinking "moonlight punch".
It wasn't like a carnival where little kids ran around screaming and playing games, there was a certain air of maturity about it. As expected, the ages of festival participants ranged from 16 year olds to adults, with the occasional edgy 15 year old that thought they were too old for conjurings.
As soon as Luz caught sight of the festival, she all but ran towards the action and called back to Amity.
We're late, I told you so!
She sighed and followed the excited ghost, heart thumping too fast. She'd never been the biggest fan of huge crowds.
"Nothing interesting starts until 8:00 anyway."
Luz slowed her pace, eyes wide with interest.
What's at 8:00?
Amity smiled, suddenly excited for the ghost, if not for herself.
"You'll see."
No, you can't say something like that and leave me hanging!
"I wouldn't want to spoil anything."
Luz pouted, and in her distraction walked into a barrel that looked like it was filled with some kind of eyeballs. The barrel toppled over, spilling its contents everywhere, festival goers jumping back in disgust when eyes rolled towards them. The stand owner looked around for the culprit and waved his fist angrily, cursing in some demon language.
The ghost was still sprawled out on the ground, a shocked expression on her face as what just happened caught up with her.
Amity stood nearby, open mouthed and mind reeling. Luz stood up and brushed herself off, a small grin making its way to her face.
Hesitantly, Amity reached out and brushed her fingers against the ghost's arm, stumbling back when they met cold cloth. Luz's grin grew wider and she let a jubilant cheer.
Panicking, she whipped her head around, but no one seemed to hear the ghost's shout, not even the stand owner, who was still scrambling attempting to gather his spilled merchandise.
Luz reached out and waved her hand in front of a passerby's face, receiving no reaction.
"You can touch things-"
-but no one can see or hear me.
They stared at each other, twin smiles creeping on their faces.
"It must be the moon's magic doing this."
Well I'm not complaining!
Luz lunged forward and threw her arms around Amity, and she froze, every molecule in her body tingling from the ghost's cold embrace. She tentatively wrapped her arms around her, cells threatening to self-combust as she tucked her head into the crook of Luz's neck.
I've missed being able to hug people. You better be prepared, I'm going to make the most out of tonight!
I mean, unless you aren't okay with that.
Amity noticed the stares of people around her, and quickly pulled back, much to the ghost's disappointment.
"I, um- that's fine with me."
Luz laughed, face ecstatic, while Amity's heart thumped erratically. She tried to steady her breathing, but all progress was thrown away when the ghost linked their arms together.
