Tales of the scarecrow

Chapter 1: Atop a hill

Tonight was Halloween the time of dress, treats and scares. The Louds spent their time on this holiday with Lucy's maze that was filled with new horrors for the patron of all kind, the treaters, the tricksters even the haters were having fun in their way.

The Louds celebrated Halloween as a way to spend time together and thanks to Lucy's maze it made that holiday just as festive as Christmas but, Halloween can't be done without a treat so they organised that anyone older than Lincoln was to be managing the maze, which they could handle and the younger siblings were out trick or treating under the supervision of Clyde and Lincoln. Lincoln and Clyde's group went to almost every house thanks to their head start at 4:00 pm but the night was not over and Lincoln's younger sisters were filled with energy but they had nowhere left to ask for sweets, that might have been true if they didn't see the centre of town was having a Halloween parade.

they walked up to parade's outskirts and watched in awful glee of the parade's terror and beauty.

"Ok before we go in, we need to stay close together, so we don't lose anyone," Lincoln remembers his mother words when he made his promise. "She gonna kill me if I lose anyone tonight," Lincoln said to himself.

Lincoln picked up Lily just to make sure, plus she was wearing the cutest baby pumpkin outfit that was too cute not to hold, but before they enter the town Lily sees a figure atop a hill with the moon standing behind it, Lily grabs Lincoln attention by pulling on his hair.

"Ow Lily, what is it?" Lincoln turned around to see what Lily wanted him to see.

"Woo, dat?" pointed to the figure that Lincoln recognized.

"Oh, that?" Lincoln's finger joined Lily's. "That the farmer's scarecrow, he protects the farmer's field from crows." the twins hear this and jump slightly as an idea popped into their heads.

"Ooh Lincoln can we visit the farmer to see if he has any candy to give?" the twins asked in unison. before Lincoln could answer Clyde gave his answer instead.

"Sorry but the farmer doesn't like visitors and I'm sure his candy is old and mouldy," the twin physically felt sick when they imagine how bad the taste of candy could be, which was easy for Lana because she egged someone's house and the following year she was given rotten candy from her victim. With that discussion over they entered the town and enjoyed the parade.

Everyone was enjoying Halloween, well except the old farmer who was patrolling his fence to scare off any children, as walked around the fence he glided across the top the fence's surface with his hand leaving a trail of white sand. He did take a few brakes to watch town below, but not out of jealousy for those that enjoy the holiday. Rather, he used it as a measurement of time he would watch as the house's lights turned off, he watched over this town for so long that memorised them to point that he realised how strict parents have become on curfew, he watched as the few houses left turned in for the night but there always was the night owls that were left. Normally he would stay up all night, but tonight was the one vacation day he ever got so he closed the gate and dragged his hand along the top the fence, leaving the soft sand. He stopped at the post and crouched down.

He looked up and down the post's surface with all its marks and reminisced for a bit, he then pulled a knife and made another mark. As he got back up, he could feel his back creek from age, the field was young as it only had been recently harvested, the farmer crossed the field walked to an old friend, the scarecrow.

The scarecrow was simply it hung up by wooden pole, the body was a large birdcage, the head was a ragged straw-coloured cloak stuffed with hay to fill the head, two holes in the cloak were made for the eyes, and tied with a rope to make the neck, with the rest of the cloak covered the top half of the body and the joints of the wooden arms, a single leg was two stick and the other was a crooked metal pole.