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Chapter One

'It's just a harmless envelope; completely harmless.' Sookie sat on the carpet in the hallway, staring at the recent addition to the postal junk.

'If it's so harmless, then why don't I want to open it' her thoughts were conflicted to say the least. On the floor as it had landed was a blood red envelope with the Fangtasia logo in the top left hand corner. She breathed out, trying to steady her will. Sooner or later, she would open it, she knew she would. If she was a cat her curiosity would have killed her years ago. Slowly she leant forward, crawling one hand at a time till she was just millimetres from her name swirled in a posh font across the red.

'This is just silly, open the darn post Sookie!' she reprimanded herself and slid her finger across the fold pulling out a patterned black invite with white lettering.

Sir/Madam,

You have been invited to Fangtasia's 3rd Halloween Event.

At the bottom it looked like Pam had personally added an extra note for Sookie.

In your case, you don't have a choice. Be ready for half 5. Costume is essential.

Great…just snazzy. She knew she never should have opened that. Halloween was only 3 days away as well, and this was her only free day off work till the day of. She was planning on catching up on chores today. So much for that plan. After throwing the duster around and speed cleaning her beloved house she visited the graveyard, updating her grandmother on her recent activities while re-arranging the newly bought flowers. They were coloured in deep red and oranges; the type she would have in the house around October.

Before she realised, she was actually more thinking aloud rather than conversing with the grave.

"I suppose I should go. I was invited, well more that my presence was demanded. I wonder what it would look like. We decorated Merlotte's the other day, it's beautiful, and Arlene's kids love it. Sam refused to turn into a bat though." She laughed at the though of Sam flapping around the customers as a bat. "But, it is the right thing to do…I think I will go. There's no point continuing avoiding Eric. So what he practically married me without my consent? He could have done worse. I can't be mad at him forever…but… " she stopped, feeling an evil wave of laughter carry on the wind, drawing a simply sublime smile across her features.

She had her plan and was driving to 'Costume Paradise'. If she could find the outfit anywhere it would be there. Basically she wanted him drooling at the sight of her. They hadn't had sex since he regained his memory and she didn't know how long that celibacy would last, not long if they were in close quarters. But if she was going out, she was going with a bang; hence her need for the perfect outfit. One that would scream 'sex' without also flashing a big 'Fang banger' sign. Her mobile vibrated beside her in the car as she pulled up into the parking lot. Pink's 'U + UR hand' was playing from her purse. Smiling at the irony she flipped open the phone without looking at the screen. She had assigned the song to Eric's phone a while ago. But today, it was Pam's voice over the line.

"So, your costume. I'm thinking fairy is far too clique for you." She held the phone out as Pam kept squawking. "And of course, not something too slutty. I do remember you principles. So I'm thinking-"

"Pam, I'm choosing for myself. I'm parked outside and I'm going in now, so bye"

"Sookie, where are you?" Sookie replied without thinking about it, then cursed internally as the dull tone across the line telling her Pam had hung up. Looks like she would be getting a visitor.

Standing against the car she waited for the lesbian vampire, her hands smoothed out along her well worn baby doll top and jeans that could only be described as lounge wear. Pam wasted no time in reaching her; terrified she would purchase an outfit without her approval. Pam was dressed up in Fangtasia garb; black choker and a second skin of black leather hugging her in exactly the right places while the seductive slashes showing her pale skin were carefully positioned. Not that she minded showing herself.

"You waited, how sweet." she sneered sarcastically and clicked her heels across to Sookie's car before turning to look at the store. She raised her perfectly groomed eyebrows questioningly. "No. I refuse to allow you anywhere near that store. We'll go to 'Madame Marc' they will have better stuff."

"Pam, I can't afford that." Sookie lowered her voice but there was no one around to hear her anyway.

"Eric can." Pam flipped a credit card from her cleavage and stuck one hand on her hip as she waited for Sookie to finish her mental rant about the rights and wrong's of using Eric's money. In the end she decided it was for him ultimately, and besides the bond of marriage covers finance too, so why not?

Since Pam had refused to come anywhere close to her 'flea bag of a car', never mind ride with her, she had to take her directions and meet her outside. Pam practically yanked her from the driver's seat and strolled along with Sookie trailing, trying desperately to keep up with the rapid beat of heels on the pavement. As soon as they entered she felt as if she had been teleported to another world. The shop was mainly themed in dark purple and a creamy white, elegant chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling for that extra posh feel. But the clothes that hung from wall to wall and rack to rack were of so many different styles and colours she was going dizzy. Pam guided her along since she was far too stunned to work for herself.

Sookie could do nothing but watch in awe as they trolled through the different outfits all with some revealing aspect to them. Eric would love every single one. Then again Eric didn't care what she wore as long as he would get a change to strip it off her at some point. Sookie watched as Pam threw the clothes past her eyes.

A ringleader, a fire women, cat woman, goddesses, nuns, gangsters, pimps, robin hood, little red riding hood, Moulin rouge dancers, cave women, doctors, nurses, clowns, girl guides, Egyptians, spies, harem dancers, Hawaiian dancers, pirates, space women, secretaries, flower costumes, fairies, brides, army cadets, school girls, angels, devils, police women, the 60's, the 70's, the 80's… you name it, and that wasn't even close to the Halloween section. Yet somehow every single one managed to make her blush. Then they got to the bloodier section, scratch marks across breasts, chains on ankles. Your usual screamers.

Vampire costumes were slow sellers since the recent revelation but there were others to choose from; the murderous surgeon, sinister circus folk, rows of dead zombies, mummies, ghouls, Satan's children, there was even a gothic section for those who didn't already have enough bite marks on their body. Pam shook her head laughing and pulled Sookie back along the rest of the store.

Sexy chefs, cowboys and Indians, French maids, flight attendants, roman togas, sailors, witches, wizards, beer maidens, and every single fairytale character also seemed to have been made into a slut. Finally Pam stopped and pulled out a Viking girl costume and laughed her head off in a short high pitched shrill only a dog could understand.

"What?" Sookie asked. She had actually considered wearing something along the historical theme since Eric had lived through them.

"Oh please." she scoffed "Vikings did not dress like this" she snorted and kept sieving through the animal sections. Sookie had seen more than enough tight fitting latex cat suits to last her a lifetime. Then Pam stopped her frantic search and turned squinting at Sookie.

"Here" She shoved a garment bag into Sookie's hand and almost threw her into the changing room.

10 minutes of 'umm'ing and 'ahh'ing later and she appeared to meet Pam's scrutinizing gaze, then her lesbian glow in her eyes. Success. From head to toe Sookie was a vision. A sexy leopard.

Her hair was let loose from its band and curled around her face framed by a large fur lined hood with two cat ears atop. Wrapped around her torso was a white leather corset draped with the leopard pattern fur. The same material formed a mini skirt. But the feet were the best. Her lower legs were wrapped snugly in thick leopard print leg warmers, also made from fur, matched with a tail swishing between her legs hanging from the skirt. Pam licked her lips, fangs snapping down.

"Pam, are you sure?" Sookie twirled like a dog chasing its own tail, watching it trail behind her on the floor.

"Oh, so very" Pam took a step forward, a predator to the kitty. "Such a pretty pussy" Sookie caught the double meaning and swished on her heels to change back. Pam laughed and snapped back to her senses after a few seconds. Eric was going to fall apart. Pam paid with Eric's shiny black credit card, and sent her on her way promising she wouldn't tell Eric about her 'surprise'.

And now, you have no excuse for not dressing up for Halloween… Just look at all the ideas I've given you!

As a random unrelated point- Hallowe'en is my Favourite holiday (more so than Christmas) so the only reason this story came about was because of it.

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