Halloween Drabble Prompt: Your character tries to ignore Halloween. (Challenge on the CM Weekly Prompts forum)

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Word Count: 493

Honey's and Parties

He opened the door, although he was almost immediately ready to close it again when his eye caught sight of her. However, Emily was faster and hurried to move her foot into the door. Only a minute earlier he had assumed that he had escaped the Halloween craziness since he had been far away on the case. There had been no Halloween Honey this year that he would have cared about enough to go through the trouble of asking her out and he certainly didn't feel like getting rid of her afterwards.

Garcia, of course, had invited everyone to her place for a belated Halloween party, but he didn't want to keep up with all the costumes, because with one thing he hadn't lied about before the case: Halloween crept him out.

"Are you going to invite me in?"

He sighed and opened the door a little wider to let her inside. At first, he hadn't noticed that she was dressed up until she walked past him into the lit hallway. A smirk came to his lips when he realized what her costume was. She was dressed completely in black, her dark hair captured in a bun at the back of her head and a tail was hanging down from the back of her belt. Derek let out a chuckle as she turned and he got a closer look at the little cat ears she wore in her hair and the makeup applied to her face.

"So where is the Halloween honey?" she asked curiously.

The easiest answer would have been to admit that he wasn't in the mood, but he wouldn't go there.

"Why aren't you at Penelope's party?"

She shrugged. She had been there for a while, but it just wasn't the same now that Halloween was officially over. Of course, she didn't say that to their friend when she had left, but simply pretended to not feel well. Truth was, she was glad that she didn't run into a Halloween honey at his place, because that would have been a very awkward situation.

"So if you don't have the honey, do you at least have the scary flick?"

He shook his head in amusement over her change of topic and made his way back into the living room. While walking around the couch towards the TV, he shooed Clooney of to make enough room for her to sit.

"I think I have one or two that could be considered scary flicks."

"Good." She was right behind him and took the spot the dog had occupied only minutes before. After putting in the movie, he fell onto the couch next to her. Maybe the night was not as bad as expected after all. A friend and a good movie suddenly seemed to be much better than the Halloween party with too much alcohol or the craziness of a date with someone he didn't care about. This was perfect.