Two Idiots and a Cape: Halloween Special!

Chapter Four: A Fright To Remember

"MICHEAL!"

"WHAT IS THAT THING?!"

"AHHHHH!" Micheal fell to the ground with a strangled yell, hands reaching to grab whatever had jumped up and latched to his chest. He expected to see blood, or fangs, or long deadly claws. What he did not expect to see was fluffy black fur, tiny paws, or wide yellow eyes staring at him innocently. Wait, wha–? Ethan and Erica doubled over with laughter, snorting and gasping for breath. Micheal's cheeks heated. Oh Gods, it was just a black kitten this whole time? That was beyond embarrassing. What kind of hero was he? He stood up, holding the cat in his arms. It meowed, licking Micheal's hand. Erica melted at the sight.

"Aww, it's so cute! I can't believe this lil guy scared us so bad." Ethan scoffed.

"Psh, I wasn't scared." Erica elbowed him in the ribs. 

"GUYS! ARE YOU OK? WE HEARD SCREAMING." The three turned as Edward broke through the corn with Tom at his side, both looking anxious. They calmed when they saw Ethan, Erica, and Micheal were all fine, and Tom quirked a brow at the cat in Micheal's arms.

"Where'd that come from?" He asked. The three glanced between each other, grinning. 

"Uh, long story. We'll explain at the house." 

"BAHAHAHAHA!" Micheal blushed as Tom threw his head back, laughing as tears streamed down his face. Edward was doing his best to stifle his laughter, but couldn't contain the humorous snort that came out. 

"You got scared by a kitten? That's pathetic!" Tom said loudly. Micheal ducked his head, the small smile on his face fading slightly as he let out a small chuckle. Erica and Ethan patted his shoulders, stepping forward.

"Actually, he was the only one who wasn't scared. He stepped in front of us when we didn't know what was chasing us. Besides, I remember a time three years ago when you nearly peed your pants after getting scared by the neighbors baby." Erica said pointedly. Tom shut up at that, no longer laughing as he sputtered. Micheal grinned, petting the kitten behind its ear. Edward draped his arms over Micheal's shoulder and pat the cat's head gently.

"So what are you gonna name him?" He asked. Micheal had decided to keep the kitten and take it home back to the city. Micheal shrugged. 

"She's a girl, and I'm not sure yet. Any ideas?" 

"What about Blackie?" Everyone stared at Tom.

"What? She's a black cat, so..." Erica hummed.

"Midnight?" 

"Bob," Ethan said with a grin. Erica jabbed him in the ribs. Edward thought for a moment.

"Floof? Fuzzball? ...Inky?" Micheal shook his head.

"I don't know guys, I'll keep thinking about it." Mr. and Mrs. Maes entered the dining room with a tray of caramel apples, setting it down and sitting at the table. Everyone dug in excitedly, Edward pretending to stick his apple in Tom's hair again. Mrs. Maes took a sip of her apple cider.

"It sound's like you've had quite a night, Micheal. I hope you've enjoyed yourself though?" Micheal nodded with a smile.

"It's been great, ma'am. Thank you for having me over." Mr. Maes flapped his hands.

"Any time! Now, I think that's enough excitement for tonight. Tomorrow we'll visit the patch and the neighbors are joining us for the hayride. How's about a scary movie?" Everyone cheered, and even Micheal didn't mind the idea. They all settled in the living room, Ethan making popcorn, and Edward sat pressed up to Micheal's side on the crowded couch. The kitten curled up and fell asleep on the floor.