Note: If you read the Christmas chapter, which you should, you should know that this chapter is going to be like that. Non-canon and doesn't affect the story. ON WITH THE HALLOWEEN CHAPTER!!!!
Narrator: It was a dark and spooky night. There were children walking around in overpriced costumes that they got from Party City. And then, in the house at the end of the road, there was the most terrifying thing known to man...
Immature Adults. And one teenager.
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN!!
Elsa, Jack, Kristoff, Punzie, Flynn, Hiccup, Merida, and the Author are sitting on Jack's couch because for some reason they always go over to his house for the hoildays. Anna walks in carrying a dry cleaning bag.
Anna: Elsaaa...
Elsa: NO! Anna, I am not wearing that.
Jack: Why? What is it?
Elsa: It's a slutty costume she wants me to wear.
Author: Oh, come on Elsa. So your stomach shows. I'd never make you wear anything slutty. I found the photo myself on Goo- I MEAN THE COSTUME AT PARTY CITY. YES. THAT IS WHAT I MEANT.
Elsa: It is, and I refuse to wear it.
Anna: Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssseeeee? *puppy dog eyes*
Elsa: Ugh, FINE.
Anna: Heh, always works.
Hiccup: Guys, it's almost time. We should get in our costumes
Narrator: Everyone gets their costumes and finds a room to change in. Kristoff and the Author are the first to be done.
Kristoff: Uhhh... Author? What are you wearing?
Author: I'M A TARDIS
Kristoff: A what?
Author: TARDIS. DOCTOR WHO YOU UNCLUTURED S***.
Kristoff: I... Uh...
Author: BANG! ROSE TYLER, MARTHA JONES, DONNA NOBLE, TARDIS!!!!!
Narrator: The Author has a problem.
Author: RUN. RUN YOU CLEVER BOY. AND REMEMBER ME.
Narrator: A serious problem.
Author: DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Narrator: Like, seriously, get this woman some professional help.
Author: RAXICORICOFAILPITORIOIS. RAGGEDY MAN, GOODNIGHT. THE ANGELS HAVE THE PHONE BOX. ARE YOU MY MUMMY? COUNT THE SHADOWS. THE IMPOSSIBLE GIRL. TRENZALORE. DON'T BLINK. THE GIRL WHO WAITED. THE LAST CENTURION. HELLO SWEETIE. RUN. FANTASTIC. ALLONS-Y. GERONIMO. FOR GOD'S SAKE. SHUT UP. GALLIFREY FALLS NO MORE.
Kristoff: ... How do I even react to this.
Narrtor: Everyone else finishes changing into their costumes and they all head out into the night.
Merida: 'Ight, where should we go first?
Hiccup: Home?
Merida: *smacks Hiccup on the head* An' why would ye wanna go there?
Hiccup: Becaus we're all in our twenties and we're Trick-or-Treating.
Flynn: So?
Hiccup: Shouldn't we act a little more mature?
Jack: *laughs* Oh Hiccup, when will you learn that age doesn't mean maturity.
Punzie: Seriously, the Author is acting like a two-year old.
Narrator: She gestures to the Author, who is spinning down the street in her TARDIS, screeching the Doctor Who theme at the top of her lungs.
Hiccup: ... Fair point.
Narrator: Meanwhile, Elsa is freezing her ass off in the slutty costume Anna made her wear.
Anna: HEY!
Narrator: Sorry. Freezing her ass off in the skimpy costume Anna made her wear. Jack notices.
Jack: Hey, you seem cold.
Elsa: Yeah, I'm just used to wearing outfits that cover my stomach.
Jack: *hands her a coat* Here. Put this on.
Elsa: *blushes* Thanks.
Narrator: A sweet moment. I think you know what happens next.
Author and Anna: SHIPPITY SHIP SHIP SHIP!
Jack and Elsa: ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS!?
Punzie: ALL RIGHT! LISTEN UP! WE ARE GOING TRICK-OR-TREATING AND WE ARE GOING TO GET SOME F****** CANDY!! SO SHUT YOUR YAPS AND WALK.
Narrator: This scared the s*** out of everyone. They all shut up and start going from house to house. Two hours later, they all head back to Jack's house. What they find is odd...
Anna: Jack! Those boys are T.P.ing your house!
Jack: HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
???: Oh s***! *runs away*
??? (2): Let's bail! *chases after ???*
Author: I think we found the weak b****** who aren't down with murder.
???: *runs back* YOUR BOX IS LAME!
Author: exCUSE YOU B****!! THE F*** YOU SAY ABOUT MY BOX?!?!
Narrator: The Author starts to chase ???, screaming bloody murder.
Anna: ... Anybody don't want their chocolate?
Narrator: And that is where our Halloween story ends. The Author apologizes it's a day late and says to blame her shitty charging cord. On behalf of everyone, I hope you has a great Halloween and threw up from eating too much candy.
The End.
P.S. You can make ??? and ??? (2) whoever you would like the Author to kill. Cosider it a gift from The Great Pumpkin.
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