Don't Let the Weirdos Get You!
"Why the heck do I have to be a pumpkin!" cried Timmy, tugging at his pumpkin hat.
"Because, pumpkins are round and cuddly just like you Tim-Tim." replied Gary as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Why couldn't I be a zombie like you?" Timmy asked. "Something scary."
"Timmy, don't make me laugh. Zombies are scary and you just aren't. In fact, you couldn't be scary in order to save anyone, let alone yourself. All you would do is attract weirdos." Gary said, matter of factly.
Steaming with anger, Timmy ran ahead, leaving Gary behind. "Don't go too far. They'll get you." Gary called out.
He sighed, why was Gary always so mean and degrading him? Why couldn't it just go back to how it was before? Even if it really was his fault to begin with.
Jostled out of his thoughts, Timmy saw a flicker of movement to his right and turned towards it.
It was already late and he hadn't seen anyone else around for awhile now. It wasn't like he would get lost though, not with Gary somewhere behind him keeping watch.
Suddenly dreading that he let Cosmo and Wanda off for the night to attend their own fairy Halloween party, he glanced back and realized that Gary was quite some distance from him and would probably not be able to reach him in time if something did happened.
Getting ready to run back to Gary, Timmy yelped as an arm slithered around his waist and tugged him back against another body while a hand turned and exposed his neck to the side.
"Well, look at who we have here, if it isn't Timmy Turner." Remy whispered, as puffs of warm air hit Timmy's throat.
Shivering, Timmy managed to turn his head around and glare at Remy. His eyes glaring even more so when he discovered a vampire staring back at him.
"What the heck is wrong with you Buxaplenty? And why does everyone have a good scary costume but me? And let me go already."
Letting a grin run across his face showing off his fangs, Remy said casually, "No, I think not. Not until your boyfriend back there reaches us, I'll have a bit of fun."
Blushing, Timmy stammered, "He is not my boyfriend! Gary is just a friend, a great friend. Not a double crossing friend who does-" Stopping, Timmy clammed up since he hadn't mean to say any of that out loud, but had felt Remy stiffen a bit at that and saw the hurt that crossed his eyes for a moment.
A moment so fast that Timmy didn't know if he had really seen it or not. But just as Timmy was going to comment on it, Remy smirked and said, "Let's see how much you like this then." and fastened his "fangs" upon Timmy's neck for a nibble.
Timmy flushed and turned several shades of pink.
"Get your hands off my Timmy you bastard!" Gary shouted, finally reaching them at last.
Glaring at Remy with murder in his eyes, he lunged at them both, planning to punch that rich kid in the face and secure Timmy within his arms.
But just then, Remy shouted, "Juandissimo, I wish I was home!", and winked at Gary before he disappeared.
"Dammit!" Gary cried while his fist went through thin air and wrapped his arms around Timmy.
Looking down at Timmy, he checked him to make sure he was alright even when Timmy said he was fine and was annoyed when he discovered a hickey upon Timmy's neck.
Hugging Timmy to his chest he huffed, "Feeling uncool yet? I told you the weirdos would get you didn't I?"
That jerk was going to pay.
End.
AN: Haha, I wrote this about two years ago for a friend who drew a Halloween MLP!FOP picture. Anyways, thanks for reading! Review if you'd like.