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It was their first Halloween and they were excited. They all chattered in the haunted room about their costumes and how much candy they'll be getting.

"You're going topside?", worried one of the guardian angles.

"Yeah! Papa said everyone wears costumes on Halloween! We can blend in!", said the slider.

"That's... cool cool cool cool.... Just don't stray from your father and don't follow anyone that says they know him. Okay?", they said.

"We'll be fine, Unky.", waved the slider.

"Unky?", Unky questioned.

The slider became shy and looked a way. He looked so cute when he held his hands behind him and twisted his foot nervously.

"W-Well I thought I'd give you a name since you talk to us the most... uncle is.... Well.... Do.... You like it?", the slider looked up him and the others did too.

Unky almost cried but he didn't and instead he smiled softly.

"Love it, but the others are going to want one too.", he laughed.

The soft shell crossed his arms and held his head up.

"They'll just have to wait until we're ready!", he said haughty.

Their father called them over to get their costumes on. They have a few hours before it's time to trick or treat so they want to get a layout of the streets first.

"We'll be back! We love you Unky!", the snapped smiled and waved while holding the box turtles hand.

The boys waddled out of the room. Moments after they left, Unky collapsed with tears of joy. He clutched his plastron like he was in pain.

"Wow, you okay?", asked one of his brothers.

"Nothing! They're just cute!", he does not want the others to beg for 'I love you's' yet.

His brother gave him a questioning look before walking a way.

"I heard that.", a different circle was open.

Unky looked up and saw a scary smile. Unky smirked as he got comfortable on the floor.

"Good for you. Glad we did this?", he said nonchalantly.

"Of course, never knew my brothers could be so cute.", they kept their tense smile.

Unky knew it was jealousy and loved the fact that he was obviously the little tots favorite at the moment.

"Probably should have talked to them more then.", he said.

"Well Unky, just watch me get a better name.", they promised threateningly.

"Good luck~", he sang as the connection cut off for the moment.

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The boys came back with more candy than they thought was possible, mostly because it was their first time and they are at their epitome of adorableness.

The snapper and box turtle already almost out of half their candy. The soft shell and slider hiding theirs a way.

(Has your parent taken some Halloween candy from you? I didn't get why they'd get a share, but whatever I can buy my own now.)

"Hey Unky!", the snapper said.

A few of the guardian angels were there and they looked at Unky with wide eyes.

"Hello Baby Bite.", he said ignoring the glaring daggers.

"I had so much fun! Here, this is for you.", Baby bite held up his bag of candy, still having some left.

"Oh no, that's for you. You earned it.", he gently declined.

"But... I want to make you happy.....", baby bite murmured with a pout.

Unky almost cry again and smiled. A few of the ones with them did shed a few tears.

"I'm happy just talk to you.", he said.

"I know.... It just sounded like you were worried earlier... and well.... It wouldn't be fair if you guys didn't get any... I mean... hm.... I-I don't know if guardian angels can eat candy....I don't want you to get hungry....", baby bite mumbled with little squeaks.

Now they're all crying and smiling and trying to control themselves.

"We'll be fine! Don't worry about us one bit.", squawked a different turtle.

"But your family!", he chirps.

A few collapse to muffle themselves. They can barely hold themselves. One managed to stay strong and mostly control themself. Unky was not that one. At all.

"I- I have to feed my family or they'll be hungry....", baby bite stressed.

They went quiet and for a moment baby bite got confused. He tilted his head.

"Unky? You okay?", he questioned.

"I'm okay, but... why are you the one feeding your brothers?", they asked quietly.

"Well uh.... I'm the biggest brother. If they want to eat then I make them sandwiches. Big brothers feed little brothers, right?", he said unsure.

"You're... You're dad feeds you right?", asked another.

"Yeah he does, but he's sad. So we tend not to ask.", he said.

"Sad?", they questioned.

"Uh huh, he sits on the couch and stares at the tv a lot. Sometimes he lays in bed without saying anything. He was better today. We don't wanna make him move when he can't do it.", baby bite said.

"So he feeds you all the time?", a whispered question.

"Uh... on his own almost every day. He goes to the kitchen at least once when gets really sad. He'd make a huge pot of food to store in the fridge when that happens. Sometimes twice the amount, then we don't see him until he's better again.", he admitted.

Baby bite recalled a time just last week when the food in the pot ran out. They should have told their dad, but they don't like seeing him when he's sad.

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Surprise! Sad.

Bye~~