With an eager knocking of their fists, Skid and Pump lifted their hands and beated their knuckles against the wooden door that lay before them. There was an odd amount of loud shouting from behind them as the night enveloped them, but neither of them seemed to exactly mind. Crickets chirped from nearby—and the faint scent of grass hung in the air. The perfect atmosphere for a spooky night like this!
And yet.. as they stood, there was no answer. Pump frowned slightly—his lips curling downward behind his mask. Maybe no one was home? Neither of them were exactly sure, but they didn't wanna leave the house without candy.
And then, Pump widened his eyes—seemingly getting an idea. He lifted his head, throwing it back slightly, and began to repeatedly throw his head back and forth against the hard frame of the door. The door gave a thud—the wooden material of it slowly beginning to crack the harder he bashed his head into it. Despite the visible severity of it, Pump never faltered.
After a few more moments of loud crashing, the door came open with a slam, and Pump stepped back with a smile still behind his mask.
"Come here, you prick!" A masculine voice yelled from the figure who had stepped out. It was an older looking man with wrinkles below his eyes, his hair poky and dark gray, but short enough to the point where it only went to his thin neck. He wore a light green sweater, along with a dark green overcoat and some blue jeans.
The man's brows furrowed, his lips curling further into a snarl. Skid and Pump beamed cheerfully, "Trick or treat!"
The man stared, his lips curling into a thin smile. "Excuse me?" He huffed as he bent down, snarling, "You just broke my door!"
..huh—well.. there was only one thing to do if they wanted candy.
Skid and Pump began to growl, jumping up and down as sharp and fierce yells escaped their mouths. The man seemed slightly unphased, squinting at them as they hopped desperately. No matter how much they yelled, he didn't appear to falter. Finally after a while, the man let out a sigh.
"..okay, fine, fine.. take it."
The man grabbed a few candies from his pocket, and threw them outward. Skid and Pump held their bags out. The candies landed inside of their respective bags with a soft thud. And the door in front of them slammed.
The two grinned. This was going to be a fun night!
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From houses to houses they went, creating all sorts of different alternatives for 'Trick-or-treat'. They went to different people for candy, and even went to a church, though the old man who was inside just ended up coming out and threw boiling water on some random child. It didn't matter though! They were both still having fun. They even went into the forest, and saw all kinds of spooky looking things there!
As of now, they were running with brisk determination toward a lit up house with gray walls, and mostly green lighting. A mirror sat on the front porch, along with light spraying out from the windows, a gigantic skeleton with green pupils poking out from a nearby sign.
After running along the path that led to the steps, they hopped up the grey steps, and onto the porch. The porch was decorated with all kinds of webs, lights, a thick smoke that seemed to be coming from some nearby sprayer.
They glanced around, admiring the area. As their ears got used to the silence though, they slightly flinched when a gigantic hue of green smoke popped out from the entrance, and a face shoved itself at them.
"Ah—welcome, gentlemen!" It was an odd looking man with black eyeliner around his sockets. Two sharp teeth poked out from his mouth. And.. wait—was he?
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Lavender - A Spooky Month AU Fanfiction.
FanficSummary: Skid goes about his daily life in the care of his adoptive father, Kevin-though of course as always with him, shenanigans ensue. TWS: GRIEF, PARENT-DEATH, IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH, CAR CRASH, CANNIBALISM, ATTEMPTED MURDER, ANIMAL DEATH (BECA...