(Author's P.O.V.)Ah, Halloween. One of the most celebrated holidays in America. Loved by adults and children of all ages. Well, not you. Every Halloween you didn't go because your step mom locked you in your room until the next day after. No sweet candy for you. You never got to dress up in a cool costume, only in your old clothes. You would hide in a corner or your closet and watch YouTube until you were tired from crying. Not even (Mark/Jack/Pewds) could cheer you up on that day.
You start to remember the days before your mother had passed away. The beautiful angel costume she had as a kid with angel wings, a beautiful white dress, and a headband with a halo. You still have it hidden away in your closet. You and your mother and father would take you out trick or treating and get all the good candy. The look on your mother's face....the calm, happy, giggly personality she had. She told you scary yet wonderful stories of the holiday.
Now, 2016, October 31. You were invited to (Mark/Jack/Pewds) place to help out with candy. You looked at the bowl of sweets in the kitchen and held yourself. 'Keep it together, Y/n. He doesn't know and he won't need to know.' You thought to yourself.
"Do you have a costume, Y/n?"
(M/J/P) asked you."O-oh, y-yeah. I-I do." You lied.
He looked at you. "I know when you lie you know."
"You do..?" You asked.
"Yeah, we've known each other for nearly a year now." (Just go with it please) he said. "Tell me. What are you hiding from me?" He asked.
You look away. "Nothing, (M/J/P). I'll be back." You walk out the door, already feeling the tears well up in your eyes. You already see early trick or treaters out and about with adults supervising them. You smile as they walked passed you, seeing them in little cute costumes.
"Hey Y/n." You turn around to see (M/J/P). "Can you please tell me what's wrong?"
"I don't want to say..."
"....have you ever gone trick or treating....?" He asked.
You hesitate to reply. "Not in years...."
"Is it because-"
"Yes! Yes, it's because of my step mother and my intoxicated father!" You blurt out. "I was always locked in my room every Halloween after my mom died. No costumes, candy, nothing!" Feeling a warm embrace, you realized it was (M/J/P) hugging you.
"I'm sorry I had to ask, I didn't know." He said.
"Well, maybe you don't know a lot of things about me." You coldly told him, pushing him away and stride somewhere else.
You hear footsteps behind you. You growl, turning around and yell, "Just leave me alone for awhile, okay?!"
(M/J/P) suddenly grabs your jacket and pulls you off the ground to his face. "I don't like little brats like you." He growled. "So shut your fucking mouth before I kill you."
You looked at his eyes and see that they're (Pitch black/one eye is green) instead of the normal color. You gasp, knowing who they were.
"Dark/Anti/Mad(?)?!" You panicked.He chuckled darkly and drops you. You land on your side and quickly get up, fear and panic flooding through you. "Let's play a game." He said. "Hide and seek."
"What?" You asked, confused on why he was suggesting hide and seek.
"You hide, and I find you. If I find you, you're my personal slave for eternity. If you stay hidden until after Halloween night-midnight-then (M/J/P) will returns and I won't return until next year." He explains. "Deal?" He holds his hand out.
You think thoroughly through the deal. "If it means getting (M/J/P) back, then I'll play your game." You shake his hand.
He smirks wickedly. "Your time..."
"Starts...."
"Now."
A/n: I couldn't find any pictures of Pewds counterpart and I don't know if Mad is Pewds counterpart. Please tell me what his counterpart's name is and if you guys can find a picture that would be AMAZING! Thank you and have a safe and happy Halloween! ~Gravity
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