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❝ Fucking iconic ❞
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"Look, he said he wouldn't give candy." Eric points ahead of Ed's approach. "But he's doing it anyway." Paris gibes, proceeding her heels onward.
Younger kids from in the neighborhood congregated with their friends, racing down the block to fill their buckets to the rim. "Trick or Treat!" They pleaded, waving their Jack O lantern buckets in the air.
"There you go" (Happy Halloween!) "And there!" (Thank you!)
A kid dressed as a witch furrowed her brows at the sight of Ed, addled by his costume. "What are you dressed as?" Ed drops a candy in the bucket beside him, forcing his lips apart. "What?" His pleasant voice chuckles.
"Johnny Depp! From ANightmare on Elm Street!" His knees straighten, sliding his fingers beneath the jeans to loosen its grip on his waist. "Fucking iconic, duhhh, you dumb little shit." Ed grits.
"Hey! I heard that movie sucked ass." Another spoke. "Yeah? But have you seen it?" His sneakers turned to the kid in costume.
"No."
"No? How about you get the fuck off my property, or I'm going to shove your head soooo far up your ass, you're going to wish you saw that movie." Ed shoved the kid off his steps.
"Enjoying yourself, Ed?" The red hair ambled up the stairs between the kids as they left, admiring his bellowed behavior. "don't even try; I've been irritated enough." Ed flies his bucket full of candies past the entrance of his house, gritting his words.
"Jane, can you just put this in the kitchen?" Eric passed their groceries for her to grab. "Once you enter, it's on your left; you won't get lost." He assures.
Jane returns to him with a comfortable nod, lowering her lids to avoid Ed's hostile gaze. "Hold on— " he slides in front, blocking her entry. "Who the fuck are you?"
