[Y'all know what this is! Unfortunately, I can't seem to find the original people who suggested all these awesome things to do with Halloween, so if you were one of them, accept this self-regenerating cookie! (.:::.)]

[Disclaimer: I own nothing except myself and Smirky. Silent is 50ShadesOfFandomzXD . I really, really don't recommend eating/drinking anything while reading this...
But I do recommend checking Silent's spooktacular book! We're both making Halloween specials!] 

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Smirky was lounging nearby a lit fireplace. He sipped from a tall glass filled with suspiciously cherry-coloured liquid.

BEN pointed at him accusingly as he happened to pass by. The little elf was sitting inside a red bandwagon, which was being pulled by Smile Dog.

"Vampire!" He cried out, lashing Smiley Pooch with a featherduster in a whiplike fashion.

"Yes... Obviously," the not-so-good dentist replied monotonously, tugging on the collar of his flowing vampiric cloak. It was long enough to hang off the edge of the chair and gather on the floor.

BEN, who happened to be sitting on several giant pots of school-grade glue, shook his head smugly and pointed to Smirky's teeth, which were stained bright red.

"I know what you are!" He squeaked, baring a tiny pair of tacky fangs. To add more effect, he reached into the wagon and tossed out a handful of silver glitter.

Smirky responded by hissing at him and lurching forward. The sudden movement elicted a girly scream from the little elf, who promptly whacked Smile Dog with the featherduster and went rolling away, along with all the glitter and glue.

The bumpy bandwagon passed by Phantom, who was standing in the doorway. Her costume pretty much consisted of just a sheet with two holes cut out for eyes. And a smiley face drawn with permanent marker.

"Hey! Anyone know who stole my apple juice? I poured a whole bottle of food dye into it for a Halloweenie theme! I want my monkey back!" She complained.

Smirky delicately dipped his head back, tipped the rest of the glass' contents down his throat and threw it into the fireplace, all in the blink of an eye.

"Don't you mean money, not monkey?" He questioned, twisting around in his seat.

"Eh? No."

"I beg your pardon?"

"I traded my pet monkey for a bottle of food dye. Deal with it."

There was a pregnant pause.

"When did you ever-! how did-! WhO iN tHeiR RiGHt miND WoULd giVe yOU a PeT MonKeY?!"

Phantom shrugged and stooped down to pick up a trick-or-treat caldron. "Craigslist. Some dude got drunk and ordered it online. Picked it up at Nightclub Gozla."

Smirky shook his head, trying to recall ever seeing a monkey in the house. He couldn't remember.

BEN passed by again, looking sheepish. Smile Dog looked ready to turn around and bite out his brains. "Forgot the talcum powder! Can't be authentic without a milky complexion!"

"Oi! Stay away from my stash, you invasive species!" Phantom exclaimed, picking up the nearest object to throw at him. In this case, it was a pumpkin.

A real, gigantic orange pumpkin.

BEN screamed again and ducked. 

There was plenty of mess and plenty of epic chasing. But unfortunately, such a sequence was too good for this world. In other words, the author was too lazy to write it.

~Le Apple Juice Induced Timeskip (Because Phantom Was Busy Hunting Down BEN)~

Meanwhile, the other creepypastas were hyped. Especially L.J. In fact, his overexcitement was driving them all a little nuttier than usual.

"Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy!" He chanted, after appearing on Slenderman's desk in a poof of candy whilst the faceless creepypasta was trying to attend to important business (see: privately reading Twilight)

"Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy!"

Jeff's eyelid twitched. He was trying to authenticate his demon costume by painting it with some fresh blood. He couldn't stalk anyone with L.J jumping up and down behind him, chanting annoy-

"Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy!"

- GODDAMMIT! I'M TRYIN' TO NARRATE OVER HERE!

"Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy! Candy!"

Even Trendorman, who was there for reasons which will not be explained, began getting irritated.

While adjusting a humongous headpiece and putting on rosy lipstick to complete the Victorian woman look, he snapped and gave the clown a very specific set of instructions on where to shove that candy of his.

Undeterred, L.J teleported off to find somebody else to annoy. Even after almost getting run through with a sword by Dark Link, he wouldn't stop. Riiiight up until he crossed paths with Smiley.

The not-so-good doctor put up with his chatting for exactly five seconds before sweetly knocking him out with an extra-strong dose of chloroform, drenched in a towel.

And so everyone in the mansion could breathe with relief once more.

... Until L.J woke up a moment later, when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Poof!

Smiley just spritzed some disinfectant from a bottle into a cloth and wiped down the surgical table, pretending that nothing had happened.

BEN randomly waddled in and stole a brush from the closet while his back was turned.

... You know what? Let's just move on for the sake of everyone involved.

"-Silent! You're here!" L.J exclaimed, looking happy and horrified. From somewhere in the mansion, the word hospital was uttered.

Upon hearing the name, Phantom came dashing down the stairs, not unlike a lunatic on a sugar rush. Silent ducked out of the way before she could tackle her into a flying hug.

"Are you guys all ready to go trick-or-treating?" She asked casually, as Phantom shot back up to give a much less hyperactive greeting.

Dark Link appeared around the corner, sporting a vampire costume that somehow made him look even more charming than usual. It was very old-timey. He even had a golden pocket watch.

"Looking good," Silent commented, hands on hips. She was dressed as the Cheshire Cat herself, with help from an awesome mask and a stripy costume.

BEN sprang from a nearby radio. He looked like an abomination of nature. Brown brush stuck bristles-up on his head. Appeared to have drowned in a vat of glitter after being submerged in honey. And pastel blue.

"... Da heck are you supposed to be?" Phantom asked, eyeing him up and down.

"Well, you wouldn't let me use the talcum powder, so I had to ground up some chalk to decorate myself and this was only color Sally had!" The little blue midget huffed, indignantly.

"You look like the lovechild of Papa Smurf and Edward Cullen, only gone horribly wrong," Smirky remarked with poorly disguised amusement.

"I wanted to rival Dark Link by being a cool and edgy and modern vampire!" BEN said, doing a dramatic turn. Glitter went flying everywhere.

Silent turned to look at Jeff. "At least you're not a vampire. That's a nice splatter effect, demon boy."

"HOSPITAL!" Came a random, disembodied scream. Well, if you must know, it came from the ghost of C/N, who was, shockingly, masquerading as a ghost.

The psychotic killer smiled nervously, then ducked just in case of any incoming bricks. "A-Are you feeling alright? You don't usually compliment me.... Ever..."

Phantom resolved the tension by kicking him in the Nutella. "Hurry up with the boring stuff! The night is a stinky old hag and I want candy!"

"Don't you mean that the night is youn-" Smirky cut himself off and backed away, deciding that it wasn't worth the medical bills.

Due to losing a bet with Offendy, Slenderman was going as Slenderella, complete with a poofy ball gown and dainty glass slippers.

Everyone else had already left, so their costumes were mostly a mystery. Except Toby. Everyone knew he was Goldilocks. Hoodie had to be Little Red Riding Hood, just to lessen the embarrassment of Masky.

Smiley was unsurprisingly, a mad doctor. He'd added a few stitches and rips to his spare coat, ruffled up his hair a little and put on some kind of makeup to make his eyes look wide and insane.

Unlike L.J, who already was wearing a costume and looked like a nightmare. Really. He just painted a large black diamond on either cheek and went as himself.

Five minutes later, their little parade was trooping down the streets. Some of the pastas broke away, only to momentarily come back with their girlfriends. T'was going to be a promising night.

"So what's first on the roster for tonight?" L.J asked, springing up and down impatiently as Slenderella consulted her- er- his list.

"We are to visit the town square for a Halloween carnival, and then attend the trick-or-treating celeb-"

Phantom plucked the list out of his tentacles and scrunched the paper up into a ball. Then she stomped on Smirky's foot and tossed it in his mouth when he yelped.

"Organization is boring! I wanna go bobbing for apples at the carnival!"

"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't use me as your personal shredder," Smirky sighed, pointedly spitting out shreds of paper.

"Meh. Consider it payback for what you did to Smiley."

"That was practically a year ago!"

"Justice is a fruit bat!"

"That doesn't even make-"

"Children, children! Control your urges!" L.J tutted, pulling Phantom and Smirky apart. Yes they'd been getting closer to each other - with their fists raised.

BEN randomly skipped around them, singing about a happy place. His girlfriend pulled out a packet of Doritos from her handbag and started throwing them to shut him up.

While the little elf scrambled after the airborne snacks like a puppy, everyone else generally tried to get away from him as quickly as they could.

It didn't work.

They couldn't rid him.

He followed.

Covered in dorito dust.

Which made him look, if possible, even weirder.

Hold it! Objection! This is getting off-topic! I mean jeez, the night ain't young, it's just deceiving you with Botox and herbal tea! We don't have time for this-

Nothing of interest occurred during the journey to the Halloween carnival.

Just kidding! Of course a bunch of crazy swizzap happened!

We discovered that Slenderella- er- Slenderman was allergic to dog fur. Unfortunately for her- er- him, D/N was getting pretty pally.

Smiley spotted a stall out of the corner of his eye and momentarily broke away from the group. A few minutes later, he came back with a fairy wand that had a giant star stuck on the top. It spewed glitter every time it was waved.

Much to the amusement of everyone who held a grudge, the not-so-good doctor politely handed it to Slenderman with a mischievous smile. The fairy- er- faceless creepypasta used a tentacle to snatch it from his hand unamusedly.

Phantom was next to take a detour. She rejoined them with a gigantic stick of cotton candy, which she took her merry time with eating, practically strand by strand.

She bought one for Silent too. Nobody could get her to tell them where she'd gotten it from. Something about nyan cat, Elvis Presley and a Death Note.

Along the way, Jeff tripped over a certain dentist's cloak and fell facefirst into his girlfriend's chest. Y/N proceeded to get into position to administer his daily dose of Nutella kicking.

Luckily, there was a doctor on the scene. Oh no, he didn't stop her. He just told her which angles would avoid permanent damage. Jeff collapsed to the ground, wheezing that Smiley was a traitor.

"No, not a traitor. Just a mad doctor~" Smiley chuckled, ducking to avoid Evelyn as she tried to slap him one for pure cheek.

And lastly, BEN tried to adopt a pumpkin and name it Bobby, purely because he bumped into it and he thought it was a fateful encounter. His girlfriend had to remind him that it wasn't a legendary pokèmon.

Phantom polished off her cotton candy and thrust out the swirly stick. "TO THE CARNIVAL!"

Silent did the same with hers, looking equally hyper. Even though nobody knew how she'd eaten the cotton candy while wearing the Cheshire Cat mask.

Smirky sweatdropped. I'm surrounded by idiots.

Everybody passed under the gigantic spooky archway alive. Dark Link had a sinking sense of déjà vu. And just as he feared, everyone ran off like sugar-high children before Slenderella could do an eyeless blink.

~*~*~*~

L.J enthusiastically sat in the candy fountain with his mouth gaping open. He was so motionless that everyone assumed him to be a ridiculous prop. Even the carnival employees.

Somebody figured it out when the fountain started running out of candy, but the monochrome clown mysteriously vanished by the time security got there.

~*~*~*~

Silent clambered into the carnival's biggest rollercoaster and went for the ride of her life. Sadly, the enjoyment was hindered by being seated next to the ghost of C/N.

Luckily, BEN's girlfriend was sitting in the other seat. Between all the ducking and rolling and spinning and climbing and plummeting and looping and weaving, they held snippets of conversation.

They both liked Deez Nuts the squirrel. And disliked Zalgo with a vengeance. By the end of the ride, they were loony buddies.

The ghost of C/N only made it halfway through the ride before he was blown away by turbulent winds. And then he ended up inside a kissing booth. We don't even wanna ask why there was one.

~*~*~*~

Phantom used her apple radar to find the bobbing booth, and made sure to drag Smirky along with her. And BEN. And Smiley. And Jeff. And L.J. It was going to be a competition.

"Okay, I'll go first and show ya how it's done!" Splash.

She emerged after a few seconds with a green apple, which she promptly spat out with a look of disgust. "Ew! I only eat the red ones!"

"Racist!" BEN huffed accusingly, pulling himself up the barrel to have a go.

SPLASH!

Unsuprisingly, he fell in. After some screaming about drowning, he clawed his way back out and wrapped himself around Phantom's shoulders. He looked like a sopping wet rabid thing, shivering and hissing.

Smiley turned around and wrote on a whiteboard that appeared out of nowhere.

Phantom: 1+
BEN: 5-

"No fair!" The wet elf complained.

"Totally fair!" Phantom cackled, pulling off her ghost costume to bundle BEN into. Underneath, she was wearing another sheet. A purple one.

"Oooh! Burned!" Jeff cackled, stepping up to the barrel.

Exactly thirteen seconds later, he emerged from the water. His long locks of hair were sopping wet and his lidless eyes slightly bloodshot. But he did have an apple.

"I almost got the biggest one, but it kept slipping through my cheeks..." He groaned, taking a bittersweet bite out of it.

L.J was more interested in his claws than the apple bobbing.

"I don't want to ruin my makeup." Was his simply said excuse.

Phantom stuck out her tounge and blew a raspberry. BEN started giggling like an immature schoolgirl. Smirky rolled his eyes and stepped next to Jeff.

Without a warning, the not-so-good dentist plunged down and came up in seconds with a massive red apple.

Phantom's eyes went wide.

"I've created a god..."

"No, you didn't. Zalgo just cursed me with these abominations of nature," Smirky stated, yanking the speared apple off his pointy teeth. All the same, he was reluctant to share his prize.

L.J glanced over his feathery shoulder and saw carnival security pushing their way towards the booth. Like a ninja, he made the peace sign and disappeared with a poof.

~*~*~*~

Slenderella- er- I mean- Slenderman, had accompanied Dark Link to the Halloween banquet table, where they were shortly joined by Jeff and Smiley.

Though they were supposed to be having fun, they were also discussing a mission. A top secret mission. So secret that Darkness told his girlfriend to give him a moment.

The four male pastas huddled behind a gigantic jack-o-lantern and spied on a woman who was dressed as some kind of fire goddess. And no, they weren't being perverts, even though the costume was very revealing.

Actually, let me correct that statement. Darkness, Slendy and Smiley weren't being perverts. Jeff was treating her like a right piece of eye candy. Blame the teenage hormones.

"So she's the one who's really dangerous...?" Dark Link questioned, deliberately slamming into Jeff's shoulder as he moved position.

"Even more of a threat to our existence than BEN and the twerking craze," Slenderman confirmed.

Visibly pale, Smiley reached into his pocket and half drew out a scapel. "I-I'll make quick work of-"

"No!" Slenderella said sharply, slapping a tentacle over his mouth to shut him up. "This woman is not ordinary!"

Smiley looked shocked, then scowled and uncoiled the tentacle from around his head.

"So what makes her different?" Jeff asked, turning around while spontaneously flipping off Dark Link with his hands behind his back.

The fairy creepypasta sounded grave. "I fear... I fear she may be Zalgo's-"

Upon hearing the prince of darkness' name, their eager speculation came blurting out before he'd even finished speaking.

"Secret daughter?"

"Girlfriend?"

"Jilted lover?"

"-...mother in law." Slenderella internally facepalmed facelessly.

~*~*~*~

Two grumbling employees tipped a massive bucket of marshmallows into the candy fountain, since they had nothing else to refill it with. They stalked away, muttering about heavy labour costs.

Amongst the sea of 'mallows inside the basin, a monochrome swirly cone stood erect. 99% of readers are now thinking dirty thoughts. The other 1% are lying.

The marshmallows began getting sucked into a whirlpool effect.

~*~*~*~

BEN caught up with his girlfriend when she was leaving the haunted house. He looked excited about something or the other.

"Y/N! Come with me!" He said grandly.

Before you could even say goodbye to Silent, the little elf dragged you off to the very heart of the carnival. And then he got on one knee.

But he didn't pull out any ring boxes or anything. He just... Kneeled there. Staring.

"Uh... Are you okay?"

"Say it."

"Huh?"

"Say it out loud."

He maintained the creepy stare, blood spilling down his cheeks. The blue chalk had sorta been washed off in the apple bobbing barrel - but the glitter was stuck fast.

You got the cheesy idea that he was trying to make a romantic scene. Lots of people were stopping to stare. A Count Dracula wolf-whistled.

You turned an interesting shade of red. "I-I'm NOT gonna quote Twilight now, BEN! I don't even remember the lines!"

He kept on staring.

Finally, you scowled and crossed your arms. "Okay, you asked for it!"

Clearing your throat, you began speaking. "Oh BEN, your hair is like the luxurious untamed mane of a lion-shaped hairbrush that may or may not belong to Doctor Smiley-"

"No, no, no! Don't say my name! Come on, Y/N! This is supposed to be, like, some emotional stuff or something, to make up for this book's general lack of romantic content!"

You rolled your eyes irritably and continued, ignoring him and raising your voice above the buzz of the crowd. In a way, this was your payback for him valuing his yum-yums over you on so many occasions.

"YOUR SKIN IS LIKE C/N'S BACKSIDE; DEAD AND GHOSTLY!"

"ALL YOU EVER DO IS EAT, SLEEP AND BREATHE!"

HOW OLD ARE YOU? I DUNNO, BUT YOU'VE PROBABLY BEEN THE SAME FOR DECADES! NOW GO TO BANQUET TABLE AND GET PISSED ALREADY, ELFY CULLEN!" 

~*~*~*~

Dark Link was quick to swoop down from outta nowhere and sweep his girlfriend off her feet once he spotted her talking to a bored-looking Smirky.

"C-Come along, my sweet angel! I'd simply love to take you to the haunted house!" He said hastily, pulling you away before you got a chance to say bye.

You rolled your eyes knowingly and chuckled, finding his overprotectivity to be adorable. "But I'm scared of haunted houses!"

"It'll be fun, I promise!"

BEN stumbled closer, glugging heavily from a bottle of pure vodka. "The little green people are coming! Hide your doughnuts! Hide your coconuts! Hide your chestnuts! Hide your hairy-"

Smirky placed a finger on the little elf's head. Then he span him around with his other hand, faster and faster and faster until BEN went whirling away like a drunken tornado.

~*~*~*~

Silent found Phantom inside a gigantic jack-o-lantern along with the entire apple bobbing barrel. She was sitting there with a look of concentration, waving a stick over the water.

"Wingy-Levvy-Whatever! Wingy-Levvy-Whatever!" She swished the twig to no avail.

"Need some help?"

"Yes! Our combined magic will be enough to raise the apples to the surface and then we'll use a gallon of red corn syrup to summon Naruto like a summoning pet and get him to call upon the nine-tailed fox's chakra and-" 

"... Actually, I was thinking you could just take them out by hand."

"Oh." There was an awkward silence.

~*~*~*~

L.J was being chased by the carnival security, and he was thoroughly enjoying it. Cackling. Popping marshmallows in his mouth. Chanting pop goes the weasel. Or rather, a modified version of it.

"Round and round the carnival tents, the dummies chased the weasel~"

Unfortunately for all parties involved, the curtains were pulled on the little show when L.J crashed nosefirst into Smiley, sending them both tumbling to the ground.

"Gah! What the-"

"MY NOSE! OH, MY PRECIOUS SWIRLY CONE NOSE!"

"-You two are detained for grand candy theft!" The zombie-getuped security guards chanted in perfect unison, grabbing both of the pastas and yanking them up.

"Wait! Wait! There must be some mistake; I-I'm not an accomplice! I don't know this swirly-headed nutjob!" Smiley spluttered with desperation in his voice.

"Doctor Smiley! Doctor Smiley! You've gotta fix my nose like you've done so many times in the past! Come on - I'm your housemate, remember? We've been best friends for a decade!"

Smiley's eye twitched. "Yes, thank you for that, you insufferable wrench..."

The not-so-good doctor straightened up to his full height and tried to keep his dignity as security led them straight to the manager's office. L.J whimpered about his nose all the way there.

Before they reached the main building, they had to pass through a dark alleyway. It was a decorative one, of course. But everyone know that creepypastas and secluded alleyways don't mix.

Smiley causally thrust his hands in his pockets, whistling an eerie tune. He drew out a pair of scalpels as they entered the alleyway. L.J noticed that and grinned maliciously.

"You know, you guys have really neat zombie costumes and all but... I think we can make it look a bit more... Realistic."

~*~*~*~

"It takes two to tango!" BEN argued, wrapping his arm affectionately around the ankle of Jeff's foot. The elf's girlfriend stood nearby with crossed arms, sweatdropping.

Jeff tried to shake the clingy midget off his leg while continuing a conversation with his girlfriend about the similarities between Garfield and the ghost of C/N.

He succeeded. BEN went tumbling away, glitched out of his mind. He seemed to be getting delusional - believing himself to be Edward Cullen and his girlfriend Bella Swan.

"Buuut Belleuh, wahy did you have teh die?"

"I'm right here, you idiot," she sighed, picking up nearby a can of root beer, yanking it open and downing it all in a few gulps.

BEN wandered off out of hearing range, sobbing something about not being able to live without her. Anyone who's read Twilight will guess where this is going.

As Smiley and L.J ran to the banquet in their haste to spill something red on themselves so that nobody would notice the fresh blood on their clothes, BEN clambered onto the table while taking a final shot.

While Slenderella stalked Zalgo's mother-in-law and Dark Link returned from the haunted house with his girlfriend, BEN proceeded to climb onto a stage.

Everyone in the hall was directed towards the stage when he hiccuped into the microphone. "I have a declaration to make!"

"What is that idiot doing now?" Phantom wondered, sticking her head out of one of the jack-o-lantern's eyes.

"No idea," Silent shrugged, sticking her head out of the other one.

"Nothing smart, I would expect," Smirky commented. They both looked up in alarm and saw him sitting crossed legged on top of the pumpkin.

"How'd you get up there?"

The question went unanswered, because at that moment, something horrific happened. Something incomprehensibly gruesome.

BEN grabbed the side of ridiculous costume and ripped it off. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. The stage lights came on at the wrong time, lighting the set with a blinding glow.

"I'M EXPOSING MYSELF!" He announced.

There was screaming. Mothers covered their children's eyes. Offendy started clapping. Slendy shot him a disgusted look and quickly moved away, having been unaware that he was even there to begin with.

But you see, something miraculous happened.

As a result of all the glitter that BEN had slathered onto himself, his little privates were undistinguishable in the haze of sparkles and twinkles.

"COME AND GET ME, VOLDEMORT!"

Fireworks went shooting up into the air, blinding the petrified audience with showers of glowing sparks.

"I'M EXPOSING MYSELF JUST FOR YOU!"

Amidst the explosion of shimmers, Slenderella teleported onstage and snatched the nude midget away before he could cause any further embarrassment.

When it all cleared, nobody was quite sure if what their eyes had been subjected to was real or not. Not even Y/N.

(A/N: For anyone who didn't get it, BEN was trying to address the Volturi and reenact a scene that almost happened in Twilight... While drunk out of his mind."

~*~*~*~

Strangely enough, their trip to the carnival ended then and there. The fairy creepypasta herded everyone towards the exit with an unusual eagerness to get the rest of Halloween over with. 

"Now we go trick-or-treating, right?" Silent asked, popping a chocolate drop into her mouth.

"Mmm." Slendy was more interested in trying to put some pants on BEN. The elf was trying to squirm out of Smiley's grip as the not-so-good doctor held him up. He was determined to, quote, "swim back to Otogakure."

Phantom shiftily muttered something about not being welcomed back there by a certain snake sannin, while idly playing with a silver earring that hung on her ear.

Smirky shuddered at the memory. That had been the day when he decided to take every obsession of his author's seriously, even for something as silly as wanting to steal a villain's earrings. They'd almost died.

Jeff strode ahead and stepped on the first doorstep with a cocky grin on his mutilated face. "Watch and learn from an expert!"

His girlfriend crossed her arms unimpressed. She coughed something that sounded like "yeah, sure..."

The psychotic killer knocked on the door with a rapid "tic-tic-tic-tic" sort of motion. It swung open, revealing somebody dressed as a raven-haired butler.

"How many times must I say this? I won't be giving you that kind of candy, Sutcliff- Oh. Hello. May I help you?"

"Trick or treat!" Jeff said confidently, holding out his candy bag.

L.J sensed a fellow demonic presence.

The butler gave a charming smile and took a handful of candy with his gloved hand. He deposited it into the bag, humbly bowed, then shut the door in Jeff's face.

The demonic presence faded.

Jeff span on his heel triumphantly and trotted back to rejoin the loonies. "See? That's how it's done!"

"... Give me that chocolate bar and I'll consider acknowledging your talents." His girlfriend sighed.

Everyone split into groups of two. Slendy was still with Smiley, attempting to clothe BEN. When given the choice, Phantom decided to go with Silent.

Dark Link and Jeff went with their girlfriends. But BEN's girl had nobody to go with, so L.J's decided to give her some sympathising company.

All this led to the most unfortunate conclusion of L.J pairing up with Smirky.

Just let that sink in for a minute.

Laughing Jack.

And Smirky.

Going trick-or-treating.

Together.

T'was turning out to be a promising night indeed. And although we all know the night was older than Mother Gothel, there was still plenty of time left for blood to fly.

~*~*~*~

Phantom had her cauldron filled with candy within fifteen minutes. She took off her purple sheet and bundled the goodies into it.

She tied the bundle, stuck a stamp on it and shoved it down a nearby postbox along with a return address only. Then, wearing a light blue sheet underneath the previous one, she picked up her cauldron and skipped off.

For good measure, the girl cleared her throat and spoke in a gruffer tone. Nobody seemed to realize that she'd already gone knocking on their doors twice already, since the ingenious sheet hid all.

Silent thought it was a terrific plan and soon went running around with random blankets thrown over her head.

It worked.

And all the good stuff was due to be shipped back to their house quick and simple afterwards. That is, if they didn't get a chance to just nab it back out of the postbox first.

~*~*~*~

"Hold him still, child!"

"This is harder than it looks!" Smiley snapped, trying his best to keep ahold of BEN as Slenderella continued trying to pull up a pair of underpants onto the hysterical midget.

~*~*~*~

L.J cheerfully skipped from one house to the other, using his intimidating appearance to squeeze more candy out of everyone he met. Especially when it came to the swirly lollipops.

Smirky usually got the rest of it, although he hardly wanted any. He was already making plans to tip everything into a fireplace at the first chance he got.

"I don't know how you can stand to eat such sickening foods."

"Eh?" The monochrome clown was chewing on some taffy while waiting for the next person to open their door.

"Candy is just sugar, fruit and artificial preservatives. It's sticky, it builds plaque and it makes you fat."

Upon opening the door, a terrfied mummy (the bandaged kind) emptied their entire bowl of candy into L.J's bag, then slammed the door and bolted it shut.

"Haven't you ever tried sweet stuff, kiddo?" L.J chuckled as he went back down the street in search of more prey. "It's delicious enough to die for. Even Smiley likes chocolate."

The not-so-good dentist scoffed and muttered something under his breath, so quiet that the monochrome clown only caught the word "poison."

~*~*~*~

Smiley was so exhausted that he had no energy left for trick-or-treating. Once Evelyn swooped in to assist with the nude BEN crisis, he'd sank against a postbox and appeared dead.

Phantom and Silent strolled back over with giant sacks slung over their shoulders. One of them was holding a crowbar and the other a lockpick. They looked ready to burgle the national bank.

"Move over, Smiley boy!"

"This is a delicate operation!"

Threatened by a crowbar and a menacing brick, the not-so-good doctor sprang back to life in a spilt-second decision. He rolled aside just as Phantom struck the postbox's lock. The door broke wide open.

"Wait, what was this for then?" Silent asked, holding up the lockpick in confusion.

"Meh. Never hurts to have a backup plan," Phantom shrugged, ducking down to yank our their loot, along with a whole load of letters addressed to various people.

Slenderella gave a mouthless sigh of relief when he saw the sun peeking over the horizon. He rang a gigantic bell, calling all creepypastas towards him.

Dark Link parted from his girlfriend with a kiss, holding her hands in his and promising to come along the next day to "help" her tend to the affair of eating all the candy they'd collected together.

L.J had already disappeared with an armload of swirly things. His girl was passed out somewhere in a sugar coma, being dragged home by the ghost of C/N, who was covered in multicoloured lipstick marks.

Smirky tried to run off but froze when Slenderella unleashed a whole dump of glitter on him with a wave of the crazy wand.

He certainly had some life goals, but trying to pull off a grand escape while looking like an Edward Cullen cosplay done wrong wasn't one of them.

Evelyn burst out into cackling laugher as she buttoned up BEN's shirt and handed him to Slenderman. By now, the little elf was fast asleep and snoozing loudly.

Jeff and BEN's girlfriends linked hands and trudged back home with a whole load of candy. D/N happily trotte by their feet, a tiny bowl of doggy treats swinging to-and-fro from his/her neck.

In a burst of teleportationey-ness, Slenderman gratefully confined all the creepypastas back inside the mansion's walls.

And after a tearful goodbye, Silent and Phantom both left. With all the yum-yums. Plus some snacks from the mega-fridge.

Without a word, Smirky swept past Smiley and went upstairs. He didn't have his trick-or-treat bag, and was oddly keen to sleep before anyone else.

L.J's stock of candy was tripled. The monochrome clown was trying to stash it all away inside its usual cupboard, but there was simply too much of it this time.

Jeffy Boy decided to crash on the couch and flung off his devil horns. They almost decapitated Dark Link. If the latter hadn't been so exhausted, something violent and sword-related would have happened.

All in all, it was a good end to October. The only downfall?

Everyone was kept awake by the grunting coming from from the kitchen as L.J unsuccessfully tried to compress a barrel's worth of Halloween candy into a BEN-sized cupboard.

The End.
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Notes:

*The author does not endorse L.J's opinion that body modifications are creepy.

*The author does endorse BEN's stunts that often include nudity.

*The author does not endorse Smirky's opinion that he's surrounded by idiots. 

*The author wishes to thank all of her readers for their continued support and wishes to advise them to remain awesome.

*The author wants to make it clear that her scenarios are available on no other website, especially not Quotev or Fanfiction.net, and advises her readers to report anyone who steals her stuff.

*The author would like to give a cookie to lydizeh, TokyoBRO, ashmhir123, lyndiev4lyfe, lammyvargas13, LyricRoyal, and 50ShadesOfFandomzXD, because she didn't forget those names when it came to suggestions for Halloween. XD (.:::.) (.:::.) (.:::.) (.:::.) (.:::.) (.:::.) (.::::.)

Ta-Ta and Toodles!

~TheNightPhantom