Samuel Emerson One Shots

Why Have I Not Been Told About This Before!

"Hi Sammy" I giggled as I turned up on his portch

"Hi... Y/n what are you wearing?" He asks
"My costume, to take my sister trick or treating" I laugh "aren't you coming?"
"But it's Saturday? It's date night" he whines
"I know that's why your coming trick or treating with us" I laughed "did you forget Sammy?"
"You keep saying that, what does it mean?" He complained
"What trick or treating?" I laughed
"Yeah that thing? Is it a store? A place? A drug?"
"No Sammy, have you never been trick or treating before?"
"We moved around alot, never really did anything but work as kid" he shrugs
"Aww Sammy my poor baby" I giggled giving him an cuddle "well get a bag your coming trick or treating with us" I smiled
"Sammy can have my spare pail" Cindy giggled hopping down the street in her bunny costume handing Sammy her spare pumpkin pail "but you have to promise to give me any magic stars you get there my favorite"
"Uhh okay" he nodded a little confused so I held his hand tugging him along with us "I still haven't any idea what's happening" he says
"Basically kids dress up in costumes and get bags and pails and go knocking on people's doors and when they answer they give you candy" I explain to him and he looked shocked
"Your kidding me?"
"No" I laughed as we walked
"So we just go to strangers houses and they give us candy?'
"Yep!" Cindy giggled
"For free?"
"Yes Sammy"
"This seems like a lie?"
"It's true"
"Why have I not been told about this before now!" He complained "wait you said kids? Aren't we a little old?"
"Yeah but we have a little one, put her at the front she gets all the awws" I explain
"And we go across town to the rich kid side because they give out the best" cindy giggled
"But I don't have a costume?"
"We'll say your a nerd" I shrug
"These are my normal clothes?"
"Nerd" I smiled giving his cheek a kiss.

Once we got back with so much candy we sat on sam's bed and emptied out all our candy trading and eating an ungodly amount and then I realized something, Sammy had never been trick or treating? His family never really bought him candy? Ohh no.
He was sat on his bed at around half two in the morning bouncing like a child often pulling me to kiss him
"Sammy I think you should slow down" I told him
"Why! It's my candy! I'll eat it however I wanna" he complained
"I know but your not used to this much sugar your going to have a sugar high" I told him
"I'm king of all candy!!" He yelled before falling back in his bed and falling almost instantly asleep
"Awww, nightie night Sammy" I laughed giving his cheek a kiss and maybe stealing some of his candy while he slept...