Scary Godmothers Husband (Complete)

Chapter 1

"Scary Godmother: Halloween Spooktacular"

"Based on the "Scary Godmother" Books by Jill Thompson

Published by Sirius Entertainment"

It is Halloween night once again, and kids are out and about, dressed as monsters and other things, going door-to-door trick-or-treating. However, one kid, in particular, was dashing past several trick-or-treaters and their folks, heading to an old house where an impatient girl dressed as a cat was waiting, tapping her foot. The girl had a cat ears headband, brown hair, black eyes, black coat, shirt, pants, homemade cat tail, and black-and-white sneakers.

Boy: (panting) Happy Halloween, Katie. You got a nice costume.

Katie (Girl): You're late! I'm sitting alone in a cemetary and...

She then noticed his costume.

Katie: Daryl, are you a piece of candy?

Daryl (Boy): Yeah. Cool, huh? I figure when people see me, it'll make the candy they give out look small, so they'll overcompensate by giving us more. Smart, huh?

Katie: (dryly) Brilliant. Where's Jimmy?

Daryl: Getting his little cousin, I think. His mom's making him take her out with us.

They then hear the voice of a boy making racecar sounds, as they turn to see the owner of the voice racing towards them. This boy was African-American with black hair, black eyes, a white baseball jersey, matching pants, red shirt underneath, a cardboard homemade vehicle around his waist, white tube socks with red and blue stripes, and black-and-white shoes. His name was Bert, and as he skidded past them to stop, Daryl spoke to him.

Daryl: Hey, Bert. Got enough room in that trunk for all the candy we'll get?

Bert turned with his hand towards his ear, and mimed that he couldn't hear them.

Daryl: (louder) I said, "do you have..."

He then motioned as if he was rolling down a car door window.

Bert: (mumbling) Let me roll down (normal) the window. Ah, that's better. I can hear you just fine now.

Daryl: Sweet ride.

Katie: What are you supposed to be?

Bert: I'm a baseball player in his SUV, loaded with all the options, including anti-lock breaks (points to flashlight tied to box) and an atomic-powered laser canon.

Daryl: Cool, I'm a piece of candy!

Little did the three suspect that there was a figure in the cemetary watching them as Bert continued mimicking an actual SUV.

Katie: Where's Jimmy? It's creepy out here.

Then another kid sprang out from behind one of the tombstones and leaped on top of another, perching over it in a menacing manner. This kid had blonde spiky hair, black eyes and a bag in his hand. He wore a red hooded swearshirt with devil horns, along with matching pants and a homemade devil's tail to complete the costume, and red-and-white sneakers. This was Jimmy.

Jimmy: (fiendishly) Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear!

He made a roaring sound with the boys affected.

Bert and Daryl: (grinning) Cool!

Katie, however, wasn't impressed.

Katie: You're late.