Author's note: Hey everyone! Happy Halloween and thank you for coming back! This fic is a part of the 30 days surrera countdown! 12 more days to go and I can't wait! This one is M rated for a smutty Halloween special. I am also here to say that there will be no more one shots coming up regularly on Thursdays anymore, for now. Life gets in the way of writing, unfortunately. I will keep updating Daughter and The One That Got Away, alternating between them on Mondays.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one and leave me your thoughts.
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"I can't believe you let them watch those movies." Andy grunts as she watches the mayhem her neighborhood has become on the evening of Halloween.
The streets are busy, as one can expect them to be. There are kids of all ages, from toddlers who just learned how to walk, wobbling on unsteady, chubby feet, to pre-teenagers, enjoying what might as well be their last year of trick or treating, since they may decide next year they have grown too old for this kind of tradition. The kids are running around, knocking excitedly on every closed door, reaching their bowls and baskets out and asking for candy.
There are some teenagers and young adults as well walking down the streets, wearing costumes far more revealing than scary, so it is easy enough to know they are not children anymore. They are probably hopping from party to party, drinking and dancing from the early evening hours up until the sun will rise once again come tomorrow morning. Andy can't really say she knows what it is like, to be so carefree and reckless. It has always been just her and Ryan, and she never was the type to get drunk at sixteen and do things she might regret the following morning, but she can sure as hell imagine.
The streets are crowded with children just being children, reveling in the most exciting evening of the year, and the Herrera- Sullivan kids are no different. Well, maybe the second most exciting evening of the year, almost tying up with Christmas Eve, but not completely.
"What's wrong with these movies?" Robert asks. "I like them."
They let Ray and Luke run ahead, knowing the two of them will be exhausted if they tried to keep up, but they made it clear to their six years olds that they have to stay where their parents can still see them.
The thought of the amount of energy her kids seems to have, combined with the unavoidable sugar rush they are bound to have after eating as many candies as their little stomach can hold, gives Andy a headache. She will have to postpone her plans to much, much later that night. Their shift starts early tomorrow morning, but she spent so much time and thought coming up with this treat for him, and more importantly, hiding it away from him, that there is no way she is going to let the night end before she executes her plans.
The thought makes her blush, and Andy is quick to shake her head and get rid of that specific mental image. It will have its time and place, but it is definitely not now, in front of their children. And besides, she will hate to spoil his surprise.
"For a start, they are way too violent."
"You sound like such a mom. I just thought they might enjoy them, considering the fact their names match two of the main characters."
"Well, as far as I remember, you were the one who wanted me to be a mom. You were the one to put that idea on the table first. You were the one waiting eagerly for me to be on board." Andy stops and raises her brows at him, crossing her arms around her chest.
"Do you regret it?" Robert asks, even though both of them know that Rayna and Lucas are the two greatest things to ever happen to them.
Andy thinks of the question as her eyes move between her daughter and her son. Luke was the first one to fall in love with that movie franchise. He wears a long cape with a hood that covers his head, and moves his plastic lightsaber around. Andy warned him, told him he would hit someone on the head with his toy, but he obviously didn't listen, as he keeps making a "woosh" sound as he spins the weapon, trying to imitate the sound effects from the movie.
