Hi! I decided to write a story for Halloween, i'm going for cute over scary! Please review! xx

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He gazed into the mirror, tilting his head quizzically. As atmospheric creepy music oozed out of the speakers he narrowed his eyes, sucked in his cheeks and breathed out. After a moment he drew his tongue across his teeth, a glint appearing in his eye. Then he raised his left arm across his face, his face concealed in the shadowy folds. Then slowly, almost with a sense of anticipation his face shimmered into view. With a smirk he tilted his head back and began to smile.

'Howard! Will you hurry up; I've been waiting out here for ages. My hair has gone all flat and sad'

Howard rolled his eyes. Trust Vince to bother him. He was trying to perfect his look for Naboo's Halloween party later. With a reluctant sigh he opened the door a crack.

''Ince' he said, 'vat do you vant?'

Vince peered at him curiously then shook his head in annoyance.

'Just move your corduroy self out of the bathroom, some of us need to get ready for work'

Howard turned around, did something Vince couldn't see and then turned back, gracing him with a smile.

'Fine, its all yours. Although I don't know how you can moan at me Little Man, with the time you stroll downstairs for your shift, I've told you many a time about the importance of time management in an effective workplace…'

Vince, wondering how Dracula did his hair everyday without the aid of a reflection, came out of his daze in time to see Howard's mini-lecture end.

'Right you are Howard' he said falteringly, pleased with his guess when Howard shifted him over to let him open the door and, with his hand on his arm, told him to take his time as usual.

'You bring all the customers in anyway, looking the way you do' he said, walking downstairs whistling.

Vince didn't realise he was still outside the door, with a soppy smile plastered dreamily on his face until 10 minutes later; when Bollo asked him if he had tried his latest cookie batch without asking.

Vince walked humming into the kitchen, doing a mental checklist for his costume.

'Have you seen my spare cauldron?' asked Naboo crossly, who was perched unsteadily on a chair looking through the kitchen cupboards.

'No' said Vince, trying to remember when he last played Sabrina the Teenage Witch.

Naboo wobbled on the chair as he turnt and fixed Vince with a searching stare.

'Better not have' he sniffed, turning back and causing a sprinkle avalanche.

Vince suddenly saw what he was looking for and his eyes lit up. Naboo turned back to him just in time to see Vince shoving something underneath his jacket. Narrowing his eyes Vince just smiled weakly and sidled out of the room.

Howard flicked the sign over to 'Open' and stuck his head out of the doorway, feeling the cold morning air on his face. Breathing out he admired the decorations in the shop window opposite him. He wondered why Vince hadn't done the same; he used any excuse to celebrate a day, from 'Last Monday in April Hula' to 'International Feather Boa Day 2008'. Howard laughed affectionately; no-one was quite like Vince.

The morning was quiet, with one man coming in to ask for directions and a man with a golden sheen to his skin asking if they sold hula-hoops. With a hum and finger click to the tune of 'The Addams Family' Vince descended down the stairs, kicking his legs to the beat and beaming at Howard.

'Alright' he said, passing over a bulging carrier bag to Howard who buckled under its weight, then tried to look unflustered as he straightened up.

Vince, trying to hold back a giggle, took a garland out of the bag, of cute orange pumpkins. Taking a box of pins he stuck in his mouth and began to decorate the shop. Howard stood patiently, holding the bag open as Vince meandered back and forth, murmuring about colour schemes then asking Howard for his critical opinion.

'What about this bit, with the bats on it, over here?'

Howard squinted, 'Maybe, it's kinda dark though'

Vince smirked, 'They like the dark, little bats, hanging out, with glow-sticks'

Howard mock-frowned, 'They don't have glow-sticks Vince'

Vince nodded earnestly, 'They do, and they party it up when we ain't looking, you should see them, raving it up' Vince moved from foot to foot, his hair swaying as he rocked back and forth.

Howard grinned, 'If you say so Little Man'

Vince beamed and rubbed Howard's arm. 'I do'

With the arrival of Vince the shop became marginally busier, with a girl dressed as a tacky Playboy bunny giggling her way towards him, fluttering their eyelashes and asking for the time.

'Its right there' said Howard, annoyed.

The girl flashed an angry look at him, then moved her gaze back to Vince, 'Can't see' she lied, taking Vince's arm and turning it to see his watch.

'Oh, I'm late for my dance class' she simpered, slicking lip gloss onto her mouth. Howard watched transfixed as her hair stuck to it. He couldn't look away.

Vince smiled politely as she wiggled off, then turned to Howard, 'What about a pumpkin?' he exclaimed, 'we need one Howard'.

Howard was all set to refuse, pumpkins caused mess after all, and Stationary Village was barely recovered from the debacle of Pancake Day; until Vince grabbed his hand. 'Please Howard' he said, nodding, 'Pleassseee'

'Fine' said Howard, going pink.

'Are you alright? You've gone a bit red' said Vince, peering at Howard.

'Yes' said Howard quickly, fanning himself with Cheekbone.

'If you say so' said Vince with a sly smile, bouncing out of the door to get a pumpkin.

I hope to update regularly, but reviewing will help! xxx