Hey guys. Guess what today is! You're right, Friday the 13th, and it's in October. Isn't that Sexy?!?! Sorry, but I ADORE OCTOBER AND HALLOWEEN AND ALL SPOOKY THINGS!!!! Sorry, I mean, *clears throat* spoopy things.
So I'm not only doing this because of what day it is... well a lot because of that... but also WE JUST PASSED 800!! HOW?!?!? THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I swear, less then a few weeks ago I was screaming and telling my dad we hit 300. NOW LOOK WHERE WE ARE!!!!!
Anyways... let's get to these spoopy one shots :)
First shot: *a faint pew pew in the background XD*
"This really isn't a good idea..." Wade says nervously, swallowing hard.
"Awe is somebody scared?" Mark teases. Wade crosses his arms.
"What? Me, scared? No way." He laughs nervously. "I mean, it's only halloween and we're walking through a graveyard. Nothing to be scared of here..."
"Hmm." Mark hums in agreement, pulling out his phone and texting someone.
"W-who ya textin'?" Wade asked, peering over Mark's shoulder. Mark defensively hides his phone.
"No one! Don't worry about it." Mark starts walking through the graveyard, Wade in tow.
They walk through the graveyard, Wade scared, and Mark with a gleam in his eye.
They walk to a large, talk grave.
"Hey Wade... this one comes with a story..."
"O-oh... and I assume I have no choice but to listen..."
"You're right about that!" Mark says cheekily. He lowers his voice and starts the story. "Keep your eyes on that grave... during this whole story. Got it?" Wade nods. "Centuries ago, right here at this grave... a witch was burned at the stake. She had the most beautiful voice, it could sing you to your death. Lure you into it."
As if on cue, a slight hum starts from behind the grave. Wade jumps, shaking heavily. He clings onto Mark, who continues on.
"And the witch would lure people to hang themselves. And she-" the sound from behind the grave turns into a beautiful, dark, and minor song. "Do you hear that?" Mark says, swaying a bit.
"M-mark?" Wade asks nervously, backing up from Mark.
"It's so pretty..." Mark coos, closing his eyes and heads to a tree where a noose was prepared.
"MARK NO!" Wade starts crying and body slams Mark.
Mark starts laughing, and so does the singer. Amy walks out from behind the grave and Mark keeps laughing.
"What??" Wade asks, confused.
"It was all a joke!" Amy smiles.
"I hate you guys..."
"You were so scared!" Mark laughs.
Sorry to cut it short guys... I was going to have more than one one shot and I got busy today... I'm litterally uploading this five minutes before it's not Friday the 13TH anymore. Anyways, thanks!
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