Beware the creature that stalks on All Hallows Eve, when the supernatural roam the Earth and cause mischief among the living. The Halloween Spirit is the worst of them all, giving the humans a good scare to boost their belief in the joyous holiday...
Happy Halloween, dearies! Time to celebrate with a brand new chapter of Tricks and Treats. I know you all missed your boy Jack, and he's been waiting to see you as well.
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"Well... That was interesting," Y/N comments while watching a mummy slip into a coffin-shaped door that was conjured up by the Halloween King himself. Jack was the one to summon the creature for a game of Wrap the Mummy, which took about two hours to play. Now, instead of the dingy, white gauze that had previously dressed the walking corpse, a florescent orange wrapping covers the preserved flesh. It was a grotesque activity, but a surprisingly fun one, especially with Jack by her side cracking jokes every five minutes.
"Thanks for playing, Simon! You're looking good in the new wrap!" he exclaims whilst sticking his head into the black void filling the opening before leaning back and slamming the door shut. With a grin on his face, Jack swipes his hands as the door disappears and plops down beside his queen, who's seated on the comfy couch. The girl giggles at his words as he turns to her with twinkling eyes.
"So, what's next?!" he questions, excited to get to the next activity— not even the least bit exhausted, unlike Y/N.
"How the heck are you not tired after that?" Breathing out a sigh, she cracks a smile at the blonde while leaning her head back as Whiskers hops between them before situating himself there.
"What?! How can you be tired already? Oh, I know! We should make bat brownies!"
"Bat brownies?" She quirks a brow at the spirit, to which he frantically nods his head.
"Uh huh! Let's do it! It'll be fun." Y/N had no choice; his mind was made up, and so, she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled into the kitchen, leaving the cat to rest on the couch. Once released, she watched him rush to pull out ingredients, bowls and pans along with bat-shaped cookie cutters while shaking her head at the excited creature. Noticing she was watching from afar, Jack turns his head and ushers her over with his hand. What other choice did she have but to obey? At least, baking brownies won't be as tiring as a game.
"So, what's first? I never made brownies before," she wonders while looking over the ingredients on the counter.
"Ah, it's easy. Anyone can do it. Oh, before we get started, we should preheat the oven." She nods while walking over to the oven, since she was closest. When she saw him reach for the ingredients, however she stopped him.
