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A Very Happy Halloween

Hi dumplings! I'm in a bad mood right now sorta but I had a great idea for a story! I'm not progressing the plot at all really, BUT IT IS FUCKING ADORABLE! I swear it's the best idea ever. I don't even care if you like it, just pls read and enjoy. (P.S. Can you tell I'm PMSing?XD)

   Halloween had to be your favorite holiday. It was awesome, you ruled and always threw the biggest party with your best friend. You, being the total nerd you are, always had a Mario Kart drinking game. You heard that right, lose a round take a shot. It perfectly replicates the effects of drunk driving. You always go home sober though, no one had ever beaten you. Of course you got drunk out of your mind after the competition, but that's besides the point. The point was that you partied your ass off, got incredibly drunk, stuffed your face with candy, and had an awesome time with your friends once a year. That time came around and it was October before you knew it. Time to pick a costume, something cool, maybe a couples costume even. Brendon was pretty serious about Halloween too, so he obviously agreed to go with you. He also agreed to actually play the party. Not only did the entire neighborhood always come, but now it would be insane! You decided to both be badass skeletons. It was pure awesomeness. You would do his face paint flawlessly, and you both got skeleton t-shirts and pants with leather jackets. You had to admit, it was probably one of the best costumes you ever had done. (A/N: He actually did this costume with Sarah! It was awesome and picture is up there^^^^^) You were officially ready for the best time of your life. It was only a week to the party, and you already had your costumes and decorations. You and your friends planned the party all October, it was going to be very large this year.

   Brendon came home from band practice with a big grin on his face "I got a set of awesome songs for the party, this is going to be fucking awesome!" he giggled and kissed you softly. He never did run out of positive energy, it constantly flowed through him. You could feel it radiating from him like tiny lightning bolts, filling you with positive energy too. He was a bright burning light that never went out. A spark that kickstarted your heart. "B' my friend's coming over to finish planning tonight! We're almost done! It's looking awesome!" you cheered. Your best friend was coming to put the finishing touches on all of the plans. Spencer was going to be a vampire with your bed friend. She had a serious thing for vampires, but she said she was waiting for a boyfriend who loves Halloween as much as you two did. She looked amazing in her costume. She had gotten the real cosplay fangs at some special Halloween store, a gallon of fake blood, and all of the good stuff. You were decorating your house with orange, black, and purple ribbons, candy bowls around every corner, skeletons, and all of the fancy stuff. The kitchen counter would become a storage hall for a shit ton of alcohol and sweets while the couch and TV would be the place where you would hold the competition. The entire house would be full, a DJ would be hired, and a makeshift stage (a little wooden structure) was built for the DJ and obviously the band. In other words shit was going to go down. It would be absolutely sick. There was no way to contain your excitement. The doorbell rang, and you opened the door to see B/f/n holding a black notebook with a pen tucked behind her ear. Her eyes lit up with an excited fire, a childish excitement that she wouldn't ever lose. "y/n! Ok, so everything is ready except one thing!" she cheered as she hugged you and took a step back to look at you with an excited gaze. "We need alcohol!" she giggled as she made her way over to Brendon. "Hey Bren! Any requests?" she giggled "obviously there will be 'blood red punch' but is there any certain thing you want?" Brendon smiled "there isn't a party without shots after all, and how else would we have the competition?" he smirked, tilting his head so it was at an angle. She returned his gesture with a nod and giggle as she dragged you by the hand to go finish the plans.

   It was the day of the party, all of the guys and your two friends who just-so-happened to be dating the guys had come to help decorate. The first thing Ryan said when he walked into the house was a nervous "I'm dating f/n!" After everyone assured them that that was great and congratulated them, you set about setting up decorations. You had an especially difficult time hanging a banner high up on the wall, so you stood there for a minute with your hands on your hips, thinking of the best way to set it up. Suddenly, Brendon grabbed you by the hips, lifted you in the air, twirled you twice, and lifted you to the spot you wanted to hang it up. You giggled uncontrollably, as did he. He gently set you on the ground and kissed you. Lately your friends had said you had gotten some sort of boundless energy, no wonder why. Soon everything was set up and it was time to get into costume. You dressed in a skeleton-print t-shirt with skeleton-print hip hugging pants, a leather jacket, and badass face paint. Brendon wore the same and you did his face paint carefully. You had become an expert over the years. He looked in the mirror at your masterpiece and smiled brightly. "We look fucking badass!" he giggled. "This is awesome babe! This is sick! I can't wait to beat you at Mario Kart later!" he giggled. Turns out Brendon never had lost a game of Mario Kart either. "I've never lost a game, remember? Not that I'll rub it in your face when I beat you." you smirked. "Oh, it's on honey!" he smirked back at you raising one eyebrow. That face! He's trying to psyche me out! Jon was a zombie, Ryan was a ghost with f/n, and Spencer was a vampire with b/f/n. You all looked pretty awesome. Soon the doorbell rang and the first guests began to arrive. The DJ had arrived and everything was in it's place, neat and cool. Not for long.