Teenage Sally
It was about a month away from Halloween, and you and Sally decided to go shopping for costumes. Even though you were relatively sure she only agreed to go because it was a free shopping trip, you just went along with it. "So Sally," you said. "Yeah," she responded, "what is it?" "Do you even know what costumes we're gonna be getting?" "Sure, I do!" "Then what are we going to get? I don't want to get all the way to Walmart just to go back home because we don't know what we're buying." "Well, as you can clearly tell, we're going to be going as Naruto and Hinata!" "Wow. You've ascended past the level of weeb and became a Halloweeb." "That's new. A Halloweeb? I think I'l use that sometime." "Okay cool. Let's just get to Walmart please?" "Nuh-uh-uh. You HAVE to carry me on your back." "Sally, you're 16. Do you NEED a piggyback ride?" "C'mon. Pleaaaaaaaaaaase?" You sighed, and said, "Fine. How can I say no to that face?" "Yay!" And with that, Sally jumped on your back, and you got a LOT of weird stares walking down the street. You did end up getting the costumes, though, and you two walked home and went to sleep, saving them for the Halloween party soon. ~Foreshadowing~
Jane the Killer
Halloween was coming up, and you and Jane were preparing for the party at the mansion, which was a month away. You guys had to get your costumes ready, but didn't know what to go as. "(Y/N)," Jane screamed. "Yeah," you responded, "what is it?" She came RUNNING with her purse, and said, "We need to go buy our costumes!" "Now Jane...The party is a whole month away...do we NEED to go shopping now?" "Well, if you actually knew me, which I thought you did, you would know that I need to prepare everything a month in advance." "Even food?" "Food is an exception. Now come on, let's go!" "But I have homework..." "Homework is for poor people! Now come ON!" "Okay, okay, Jesus ass." "Language!""Sorry." Afterwards, you two walked over to Ross and got a pair of skeleton costumes. (Wow. Pretty average.)
Nina the Killer
You two were in Nina's room, planning some cute costumes to get a local tailor to make. Nina was sketching some concept ideas while you were designing their features(because they would need to be innovative as shit), and the colors. "Done," Nina said. "Alright, show me you you've got." She flipped the drawing to you, and it was perfect on the first try. It was a white cloak that resembled the one from Assassin's Creed a bit. It had an extra feature, though. The boots were a bit longer, and they were way thinner than the ones from the game. The hood was a bit longer, and the cloak was considerably shorter. Nina's was basically a copy, but it was smaller so it could fit her. "Well? What do you think?" "I think they're perfect. Just like you, my little artist." Nina blushed at this, and lunged at you to give you a hug like a panther lunging for its dinner. Thankfully, she DIDN'T eat you, and instead just kissed you everywhere. You two laughed and fell asleep. Then, you turned in the blueprints for the costumes to the tailor the next day.
Judge Angels
After killing off the last information dealer of the Bloody Painter, you guys started wondering if you should wear costumes to the job on Halloween. "Well (Y/N)," Dina said. "We would need to dress up as something that would strike fear into people's hearts." "Or," you said, "hear me out...we COULD just go as an angel and a demon because that's what we see ourselves as?" "Hm...Not bad! Okay, it's decided! We're going to sentence people as an angel and a demon!" "Dina," you said, raising your hand.(you're not Toby, so don't even try to be!)"Yes (Y/N)?" "I just realized we don't have a place to get the costumes." "Oh, don't mind that! I've got it covered. I'm 'friends' with someone who owns a costume shop." "I saw those air quotes and I don't like your interpretation of the word friend." "Oh, don't worry. It's not like I'm going to murder him...yet," she said, whispering the last part. "Yet? Oh boy. Please say he's not guilty." "He's not guilty. At least he's not until I say he is." "Okay. Don't kill the poor guy, please?" "Okay. I wasn't gonna kill him unless he was guilty anyway." "Okay, good." You two walked over to his shop, and were relieved when you saw no one was in there. He was about to close up, but he froze in fear when he saw Dina. She gave him a dirty look, then pointed at you. He sighed in relief, and you two started looking around to buy some costumes. When Dina found them, she started to make a run for the door. The guy saw this, and started to get angry. When he saw you running after her, he only got angrier, and looked like he was about to cry. Then, he saw you grab her hand, and you paid for them, but only because you felt bad for the guy. He thanked you for being 'so kind', even though it was only an act of pity. Then, you two left and hung up the outfits in your closet.
Clockwork
While laying in bed and having a nice, peaceful sleep, you were suddenly woken up by Clockwork performing a pro wrestling move on your kidney. "God dammit, Jesus fuck," you yelled in pain. "(Y/N)," Clocky said, "I finally got those costumes we wanted for the party!" "Clocky, what'd you do?" "Well, I only killed about 1-" "Not about the costumes, about my kidney..." "Oooooooooh...that. Well...you see...there was a spider, okay..." "Cut the bullshit, Natalie." "Fine. I slammed your stomach into smithereens because it looked fun." "Fun? This hurts, y'know?" "Okay...I'm sorry..." "You're forgiven." You threw the costumes aside, which you never even bothered to look at, and pulled Clockwork into a hug. Then, you went back to sleep, except this time, it was with your one and only.
Laughing Jill
"We're going trick-or treating (Y/N), whether you like it or not," Jill screamed trying to pull you out of the tent. "No! I'm 16 and I know you're out of the trick-or-treating age range," you said, scraping onto the floor for dear life. "Let's just go! I can get the costumes and everything!" "Well if you're so ready for trick-or-treating, then what are the costumes?!" "Very simple. You'll be going as Slenderman and I'll be going as Slenderwoman." "There's a Slenderwoman?!" "Of course there is!" You sighed, and said, "Well, since you have the costume ideas, I might as well just go." You let go of the sides of the tent, and Jill went flying. You landed on top of her and knocked the wind out of her. When you guys got up, you, and only you, went to go get the costumes, because Jill practically couldn't go anywhere.
Kate the Chaser
You and Kate sat in the living room, thinking of how you guys could throw an awesome Halloween party. You had sent out the invites, and everyone said yes. They all were happy with the idea of a costume party, and were all getting their costumes. Now, only you and Kate were left. "Well, what should we do Kate," you said. "Simple," she responded. "We go as each other." "Are there even any costumes of me?" "I'm at least 76% sure I saw a costume of you once." "That's an oddly specific number, Kate." "I know. But hey, it's above 50, isn't it?" "Well, it i-" "Great! Then I'll race you to the store!" After saying that, Kate threw her mask in your face and took off. "Jeez," you said. "I can't even BEGIN to compete with that girl's speed OR energy." You started walking to the department store, and realized Kate was already in the checkout. Sure enough, your signature costume was there. It was a black cloak, with a kitsune mask.(If you know, you know)It had your gray jeans, and your black and blue sneakers. Needless to say, you didn't expect for your entire get-up to be there. "Hey Kate," you asked, leaving the department store. "Yeah," she responded. "Why didn't we just wear each other's actual costumes?" "Because mine's doesn't fit you and your's doesn't fine me." "Fair enough."
A/N:
Here's to another chapter! I made this one as a request from one of the readers, so I just wanna give a quick thank you to SextingViaOuija. Thank you for recommending this chapter idea, and I hope you all enjoyed it. Until then, see you guys!
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