Okay, as you should know, in six days the best day of the year happens. Halloween! Anyways, I made a challenge for myself and I have to write six one-shots about the flock and Halloween before the 31. If I do it, then I did good. If not, then I fail as a writer. I have to post one every day no matter how busy I am. I could be on my death bed and have to write one. They are one-shots and have no connection to each other.

Edward who?

"Okay, so I was thinking that I could go as Beyoncé but then who would be Jay-Z?" Nudge rambled on. I sighed from my spot on the couch.

"Aren't you a little old to dress up?" I asked Nudge.

"No!" She got offended. "Ella's dressing up too. Right El?"

"Yep! I'm going to be Freddy Kruger." Ella told me.

I looked at Fang, who was sitting next to me. Jokingly, I asked, "What are you going to be?"

Fang stood up and left the living room. I was going to follow him but Angel stopped me.

"Guess what I'm going to be Max!" She was literally jumping up and down in excitement.

"What?"

"Guess!" She insisted.

"Fine." What would Angel want to be… "A princess?"

"No."

"Fairy?"

"No."

"A cat?" I was really running out of ideas.

"No." Angel sighed. "You're not a very good guesser are you?"

I rolled my eyes. "What are you going to be Angel?"

"A monster!" She said excitedly.

"So you're going as Nudge?" Iggy asked as he walked into the living room.

"Shut up!" Nudge glared at him. "Why don't you go as one of the blind mice?"

Iggy glared back at her. "I would but I already have my costume idea."

"What?" Ella asked.

"Obama." Iggy said excitedly. "I have face paint and everything."

I put my head in my hands. "Iggy, don't you think it would be better to just buy a mask? Some people might find you painting your face…offensive."

"I find it very offensive." Nudge spoke up.

"Why?" Iggy asked. "You're not black."

"Yes I am!"

"Really? Since when?"

"Guys knock it off." I sat back down. "Where's Gasman?"

"Right here." He said, walking into the living room from the hallway.

"What are you going to be Gazzy?" I asked him.

Gazzy cocked his head to the side and looked up, thinking. "Um…a ghost!"

I smiled. "That's a good idea."

"Thanks." He smiled back at me.

"No it's not." Iggy interrupted. "You need to be…Biden."

"Who?" Gazzy asked.

I rolled my eyes. "The vice president Gazzy. Iggy, that's a stupid idea. I refuse to let you two do that."

Iggy smiled. "Whatever you say Max."

"I'm serious. If you make us look bad-"

"Look bad to who, Max?" Angel asked.

"The press. They've been hounding us since Hawaii and I do not want you to make us look like jerks, Iggy."

"I won't. Besides, if Nudge goes as Obama's wife, Michelle, there's no way we can be called jerks."

"No! You need to go as Jay-Z." Nudge said. "Or Fang. One of you do."

I sighed. "Nudge, why does someone have to be Jay-Z? Can't you just be Beyoncé by yourself?"

"Well, yeah but it would look better if I had a Jay-Z."

"Whatever Nudge." I said as Angel sat down next to me.

"What are you going to be, Max?" Angel asked me.

"Nothing."

"But you have to be something."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do. If Fang's going to be something then you have to too."

"No I- Wait, Fang's going to be something?"

Angel put her hands over her mouth. "Oops. Never mind."

"No, tell me what he's going to be." I demanded.

"No. I wasn't even supposed to tell you that he was dressing up. Forget it." Angel stood up. "Has anyone seen Total? Dr. Martinez bought him one of those dog costumes and I want to put it on him to see how it looks."

"What is it?" Nudge asked.

"A hotdog."

We all laughed. I shook my head. "He is never going to let you put him one of those."

"Why not? I think that he'll look cute."

I smiled as she walked off to find the dog. Iggy and Gasman went to their room to decide what they are really going to be. Because I swear, if they try to leave this house and Iggy has black face paint on, I will kill them.

"But Ella, think about it. If you go as Taylor Swift and I go as Beyoncé, we'll be making a statement. We'll be…kicking it to Kanye. Yeah!"

"But, Nudge, I don't even look like Taylor Swift!"

"All you need is a blond wig and jeans. Oh and talk country. How hard is that?"

Ella groaned. "But I've already got a Freddy costume!"

"So? Go as him next year."

"Why can't I just go as Taylor next year?" Ella asked.

"Because, next year, no one will remember or care about what Kanye did to Taylor. This year, it'll be cool. Please?"

"Why can't Max do it?"

Nudge and Ella both looked at me.

"No. I hate Taylor Swift."

"Why? Because she's prettier than you?" Ella asked as I glared at her. "You know, I bet Fang likes her more than-"

"Shut up!"

Fang walked down the stairs stopped all of us from talking. There Fang was…dressed as a vampire.

"Fang, are you feeling okay?" I asked after the initial shock was over.

"OMG, you're Edward Cullen right?" Nudge asked.

Fang took out his plastic vampire teeth to talk. "Who?"

"You don't know who Edward is?" Ella asked, shocked.

Fang shook his head. "No. I'm Dracula. Is Edward his assistant or something?"

I sighed. "He's some guy from a book that was a movie. What was it called? Crescent Moon? Midnight? Something like that."

Nudge and Ella seemed appalled that Fang and I didn't know the name of the book. Ella was the first to speak. "First off, it is Twilight. And secondly, Edward isn't just 'some guy.' He is the guy."

Fang looked at me. "Do you think that he's the guy?"

I shook my head. "He's just another guy. Why?"

Fang shrugged and headed back upstairs. I followed him into the bedroom that he and Total were sharing.

"So, are you going to be Dracula still?"

Fang nodded. "Yeah. Why? Do think that I should be Edward?"

"No." I laid down on his bed. "You look good…as Dracula."

Fang smirked a little. "Thanks."

"Do you think I should be Taylor?"

"Who?"

"Taylor Swift."

"Who's she?" Fang asked, laying down next to me.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Never mind."

"So is Edward…hot?"

"What? No. You should take off your costume so that you don't ruin it."

Fang sighed. "I will later. What are you going to be?"

"Nothing." I told him. "I'm shocked that you are going to dress up."

Fang shrugged. "I wouldn't be if I knew that all were…Edgar."

"Edward."

"Edward who?"

"No, Fang. I meant, his name is Edward not Edgar."

"Whatever!"

I giggled. "You would be an awesome vampire."

"Of course I would. I make a great everything."

Nothing beats Fang and his ego.

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