It was the one night I had an excuse to run around the place at night with my bow and arrows.
It was halloween, meaning I also got candy.
I ran around in my archers outfit with a pillow case going house to house getting load of candy with Bear by my side as a police dog, we actually had an outfit for some odd reason.
I only went home when Halloween was done, I went up the elevator dropping my bow and arrow by the couch and dumped my candy just in front of the tv.
I grabbed a soda and sat down on the floor by my candy waiting for the others to bring up the leftover candy they had.
I was eating a Snickers when the elevator opened to reveal the Avengers in some sort of outfit, Tony wasn't wearing a costume while Steve was a soldier, Clint was a giant hawk and Natasha was Merida from Brave. Bruce was Frankenstein while Thor was a giant poptart which he kept trying to actually eat.
Tony fell onto the couch and stole a KitKat from my pile of candy, "Oi!" I said trying to smack his hand but came to short.
"What, you have a lot anyway." Tony said popping the KitKat into his mouth.
"I'm concern giving an ADHD kid sugar." Steve said also sitting down.
"Relax." I said popping some Nerds in my mouth, "Let's watch a movie now." I said handing Clint the remote which he turned on and it started to play Night Before Halloween.
Throughout the movie I was less restless as I normally was because sugar actually calms me down. I popped in a skittle and sat against the couch near Natasha and Clint while sometimes giving the Avengers requested candy.
Tony was right, I did have a little too much...
But what's the definition of too much?
During the middle of the movie I feel asleep my head resting against Clint's leg drooling slightly.
This is what they call, a sugar crash.
But I never regretted it in the morning, nope. Instead I dove back into eating some of the candy.
I know this isn't much and I'll probably tell the winning vote on Thursday or this weekend I'm not entirely sure but I have a vocab to test for...
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