You're Awfully Rude(Paris x Reader)

Halloween Special #2!

"I don't understand the point behind dressing me up when my casual look is already "festive" enough." Paris grumbled, slapping my hand away when I tried to neaten his coat collar.

"What? That's boring! Halloween's a time to wear funky things in public without the risk of embarrassment!" I said, placing my hands on my hips to adjust my belt. "Aside from conventions of course. But that's different, y'know?"

"Conventions...?" Paris narrowed his eyes at me in confusion.

"I'll explain more on our way to the amusement park."

There was a Halloween event going on in the local amusement park and I figured that would make a pretty nifty date for the both of us, so I suggested we would go. I managed to convince Paris into wearing a vampire costume, the standard of all standards, and I went as something a bit more creative.

"What on earth are you anyway?" Paris asked, halfway through our journey to our destination. I paused, a bit offended, since I thought it was extremely obvious what I was.

"Weren't you there when Alice in Wonderland was made? I'm the Cheshire Cat! Tail? Ears? Purple themed?" I pointed at my purple wig with the cat ears sticking out, then twirled around to show the fake tail. "At best I could've doubled as a furry too!"

"Furry." Paris blinked, yet again confused by another term. "I never really paid attention to the media back then, but I do remember vaguely what a Cheshire Cat was."

"Eyyy!" I finger gunned proudly. "Finally! Something you get."

"Yay." He replied, with lesser enthusiasm.

>o<

"Pity you can't eat any of this." I waved the candy apple in front of his face, making Paris rear backwards and away from it. He wrinkled his nose, turning away.

"Pity you need  to eat." Paris retorted and I frowned, taking another angry bite into the sweet.

"Rude."

"You're the rude one. Anyway, I'm guessing you aren't here just to eat. Are there any attractions you would like to partake?" Paris gestured around us and my eyes scanned through the crowd, already aware of what I want to do. I just needed to find where it was.

My eyes twinkled when I located what I was looking for, smiling brightly as I grabbed Paris' cold hand and stormed forward, pushing through the not-so-stuffy crowd. There were annoyed hisses from the people I bumped into, but since Paris was by my side, no one quite dared to stop me from practically plowing through them.

Stopping in front of the back of a fairly long line, I bounced on my feet with excitement as I devoured my snack within three more bites, which sent Paris staring at me with disbelief and worry. He shook his head, dismissing it as another me thing. 

Y'know, I bet his 'Me Thing' list is incredibly long now, considering the number of times he had stared at me with widened eyes. I mean, come on, it's not weird for someone to stack all the LEGO boxes in ToysRUs to form a giant LEGO brick.

I bet everyone does that.

Anyway, the two of us began to queue in the line, and as we got closer to the front, Paris was finally able to make sense of what we were queuing for. It was a haunted house, the sign not too cliche but definitely spooky enough to give a child under twelve the chills. So it was recommended that a child under thirteen shouldn't come in without an adult. 

Luckily, I am not a child, and Paris is considered a hag if we properly counted his age, so the both of us were fine. 

Amusement park haunted houses were nothing too fancy, though not mediocre as well. I figured it would be fun for the both of us, since I always found them amusing every year I visited; their theme was never the same after all. Though, Paris was probably not easy to scare, so I was just a tad bit worried this trip might be a bust.