It was the last week of October and everyone is gearing up for their favorite holiday. Halloween! Well, everyone except Donald Duck. He had hoped that he wouldn't spend this Halloween by himself, giving out treats like the last couple Halloween's. But it seems like he's heading towards that direction. He called his friends, but everyone had other plans. Mickey's gone with Minnie to a party out of town. Goofy's bonding with his kid. Daisy's away with family. And his nephews are grounded after being the cause of an incident involving mangoes, a clock and TNT. Donald was getting desperate. He was going to even call his cheap Uncle Scrooge! He flipped through his contact booklet for the third time in case he missed anyone.

Darn! Halloween is only a couple days away! He thought. I really don't want to be alone like last year. And the year before that. Ant the year before that!

Once he flipped to the last page, he threw it to the floor with anger and sank into his blue sofa.

-Ugh... I even made my own pumpkin pie recipe that I've been working my butt off to perfect -He sulked- Ay caramba- He lifted himself up and said it again, only slower. -Ay caramba...That's Spanish... And Spanish is spoken in México... And the one guy I know who lives in México is good ole' Panchito- He shouted. -Oh boy! I hope he doesn't already have plans- he said as he dashed to his room. He opened his closet and pulled out a small, multicolored piñata. He held it over his beg and ripped it in half. -There's got to be something in here- he muttered, trying to find his contact information in the pile of Mexican candy and confetti. After a few moments, he was able to find his card. He dashed to his phone on his bedside table and quickly dialed the number.¡

-...Hola. This is the Pistola residence. Pancho speaking-

-Hey Pancho! Its Donald! I was wondering if -Pancho cut him off.

-Donald! Ay caramba! Its been a while since we've heard each other!- He

-Y-Yeah. Since we said goodbye at the airport. By the way, I developed migraines and back problems because of what happened!- He hissed, thinking back to what happened in México a while back.

-I'm sorry to hear that, I haven't been that peachy either. The medicina I'm taking has a lot of side affects. Do you want to know what those side affects are, Donald?- He asked.

-Sure- he replied.

Pancho left the phone for a couple moments and came back. Donald heard a little shake of what sounded like pills in a bottle.

-Here they are... Drowsiness, unusual cravings, constipation, severe headaches, vivid hallucinations, sleeping imbalance, mood swings, short term memory loss and speech impediment! Dies! Ten side affects!- He ranted.

-Geeze. That's a whole lot of side affects- Donald added.

-Did you call me just to talk about that?-

-No! Actually, I was wondering if you could come over and hang out with me for Halloween- he explained.

-Oh! Its on the 31st. Sí?- He asked excitingly.

-Sí.-

-Heck yeah we can hang out! I've never celebrated Halloween before- Just after that, Donald heard kids playing on the other line.

-Hermano. Who are you talking to?- His tiny, little sister asked.

Panchito cupped the bottom of the phone. "Nadie. Go away!" Panchito exclaimed.

-Can we talk to them?- Another sister asked.

-¡NO!-

-Por favor~.- They pleaded simultaneously.

Starring into his sister's big, twinkling eyes, Panchito gave in to their plea and sighed.

-Fine. Por un minute!- Pancho spoke to the phone- Donald my sisters want talk to you.- He handed his the phone over to they're little hands.

-Hola! This is Donald Duck?- The tiny girl asked.

-Yup. This is him- Donald answered happily.

-I love your shows! Son divertidos!-She giggled. -And your a good actor! And your hair is very pretty-

-Thank you- Donald chuckled. -I don't mean to brag or anything, but I'm pretty good- Donald boasted.

The other sister jumped in the conversation

-Sí! Your really good! But you need to stop smoking. No es bueno para ti-

Donald was confused. "I'm sorry. Last time I checked, I didn't smoke," he stated.

The tiny sister slapped the other sister on the back of the head with her free hand.

-Mensa! That's the one with green hair! Donald is the one with white hair!-

The girl rubbed the back of her head and whispered to her sister, but the phone was dangerously close to their conversation.

-¿Es el que Pancho le gusta verdad?- She asked.

-El chico con el pelo verde. Sí. ¿No te acuerdas? Lo leemos en su diario juntos- She whispered.

-Oh~ Sí. Ahora lo recuerdo- she stated with a smile.

I really need to learn Spanish Donald thought as he eavesdropped into their conversation.
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What are you whispering about?-Pancho hissed.

The girls looked at eachother, then to Pancho. They smiled and replied simultaneously.

-Nada-

Panchito extended his hand -Dame el teléfono. Se acabó el tiempo- Pancho reported.

They stuck their tongue's out at him.
-You're no fun- his tiny sister commented, handing him the phone.

-eres un viejo gruñón- his other sister mocked, making herself and her sister both giggle.

Panco talked to Donald again -Lo siento. My sisters are so FREAKING ANNOYING¡- He shouted angrily at his siblings. -¡Vayan a jugar afuera!- Like that, the sounds of their giggling died off.

-I like your sisters- Donald commented.

Panco cleared his throat.
-Anyway, when can I come over?- He asked.

- The sooner the better!-Donald exclaimed, smiling.

-Perfecto. And is José coming too?-

Donald had forgotten about his Brazilian friend. He tried to play it off.

-Oh yeah. Haha. Of course he's coming. But, you wouldn't happen to know his number would you, pal?-

-Whoa mi amigo. You forgot about José. That's shady- Panchito commented

-What?! No I didn't! Plus there's no proof that I did," Donald defended-

-What does that man see in you?- Pancho sighed as he muttered.

-What happened?-

-Uh... Nada! Just talking to myself!" He played off. "Don't worry my American friend, I wont tell him-

Thanks. Mind giving me his number?-

-Sure. Its...-

Donald wrote down the number.

-Got it. Well then, you when you get here-

-¡Nos vemos pronto mi amigo!-

-Bye.-Donald hung up the phone and dialed the number.

-...Olá?-

Gracias por leer este es mi primer fanfic que en su mayoría es ingles, asi que no esperen que tenga un ingles perfecto, hace mucho que lo deje de lado. Este fic lo hice con ayuda de dos amigos gringos así que quizás haya mucho estereotipo.

Thanks for reading this is my first fanfic that is mostly English, so do not expect me to have a perfect English, it has been a long time ago. I made this fic with the help of two gringo friends so maybe there is a lot of stereotype.