JENSOO ONE SHOT COMPILATION (CONVERTED)

Grumpy Cat

The plastic pair of cat ears that were poking through her hair were the only indication that Jennie had dressed for Halloween. She was cheap, and Halloween was nothing more than a candy-crazed holiday for children that would eventually contribute to their cavities. She'd had no desire to spend copious amounts of money on an outfit she would wear only once, so even the cat-eared headband that was squeezing her head were an item that she had borrowed from Lisa.

A bowl of candy was sitting on the table in front of her, guarded by the space between her elbows. Jennie's chin was resting in the palm of her hand, her dark green and half-lidded eyes scanning her bowl and counting how many Snickers were left. Twelve, she concluded, though there may be more buried beneath the Skittles and Starbursts. Not that she cared, of course, because the brightly wrapped candies weren't for her.

Batman waddled to her table, his bright blue eyes staring longingly through the holes of his mask. He held up a pumpkin shaped basket, and with missing teeth and dimpled cheeks, he announced an excited, "Trick or treat!" Jennie chuckled, her lips twitching with the threat of a smile as her hand dipped quickly into her candy bowl. She tossed several pieces into Batman's basket, who peered into the pumpkin to assess his earnings. "Thank you!" He said, satisfied, then scrambled away to his mother, a woman who worked downstairs in human resources.

"Well don't you look enthused?" Lisa slammed her hands onto the table, leaning over Jennie's shoulder as she peered into the bowl she was guarding. "Fuck, even you don't have any Twix left, and kids are avoiding you like the plague." The younger brunette straightened her stance before dropping into the chair next to Jennie. "I can't blame them. You should have dressed as a witch instead of a cat."

Jennie rolled her eyes. "Meow," She said dryly, nudging the bowl of candy towards Lisa. "You know I hate Halloween, and I'm only here because you made me come." Her nose crinkled with disgust as Lisa, dressed as Poison Ivy, fished around the candy bowl before procuring a caramel coated lollipop. She unwrapped it, then popped the sucker into her mouth. "Those are gross."

"You're gross," Lisa proclaimed, gnawing at the caramel with her teeth. Jennie cringed. "So," She continued after a moment, crunching on the lollipop as the sugar fractured into shards. "Have you found Wonder Woman yet? Her real name is Doyeon, in case you were wondering, but I told her which table was yours. She said she'd be around by seven, and it's..." Lisa glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall across the room. "Seven-thirty."

A snort escaped through Jennie's lips. "Every other girl that has come up to my table has been Wonder Woman. I stopped asking if they were here on a blind date after the forth one yanked her kid away like I'd taken a piss in the candy," Lisa paused in her assault of the lollipop, contemplative, then decided it didn't matter if Jennie had indeed pissed in the candy bowl. "I don't know why you bothered to try setting me up anyway. I haven't dated anyone since—"

"Irene," Lisa said. "I know. You haven't had sex since then, either, which is a shame," She tossed the remnants of her lollipop into the trashcan beneath the table, then reached into the bowl and retrieved a packet of Skittles. Jennie scoffed. "You'll like Doyeon. She's pretty. She's an editor," Lisa paused. "Almost. She's an intern."

Shaking her head, Jennie faked a smile as Elsa approached her table, her blonde hair sparkling with white glitter. "Trick or treat!" She beamed, holding up her pillow case full of candy. Lisa tossed a handful of candy into the bag, and because Jennie thought the girl made a cute Elsa, she tossed in a few more pieces for good measure. "Thanks!" The child told them, then scurried away and moved on to the next table.

There was a momentary lapse in silence, Jennie's chin having returned to the palm of her hand. "That was like the fifth Elsa I've seen," She commented, and Lisa hummed in acknowledgement. "When is Frozen going to run its course and finally stop haunting me in my sleep? If I have to hear Let It Go one more time—"