Trick Or Trade

"Trick or treat!" the group of children exclaim as the door of the mansion opened, the man inside looks at the children with a surprised expression, his fancy tuxedo slightly crumpled. "Wilford! We got a case of Trick or Treaters!" the man calls into the mansion's white corridor, a man with a pink moustache walks up to the other man with a bag of candy. "What do we get out of this?" the man in the suit asks the children,"You can have Chrissy!" one of the children says,then the whole group shouts, "YEAH! Take Chrissy!". The mid-twenty-year-old, who was leaning on a marble pillar, violently spits out her hot chocolate, she wipes her mouth and looks at the men in the doorway,"I was oppointed to keep my eyes on you kids," the brown locked female scolds with a nasty scowl on her lightly tanned face.The children give her a furrowed browed puppy-dog stare then grab at her and shove her at the men, "Candy!" they all yell. The one with the pink moustache grabs onto Chrissy as his suited friend gives the demonic children their sugary treats.The children giggle and stick their tounges out at Chrissy, they wave at the men then wonder down the driveway. Chrissy looks at them in disbelief, "It's your fault if a person kills you all!" she shouts at them. They turn around and poke the rude finger at her, she blinks and crosses her arms, "Well I'll be a demon's auntie," she mutters.

A/n: No more alter ego stuff after this bois. (And everyother gender)