Halloween date night

This is the first story of a little series of cute drabbles I'll be doing for the couples of Sugar Rush. My usual pairings are:

VanillaButter (Vanellope and Rancis)

StickySwirl (Sticky and Swizzle)

Jack'o'lantern (Candlehead and Gloyd)

But if anyone wants to request a particular pairing I will happily write one.

Also, the ages of the racers will change around a bit – sometimes they'll be nine, sometimes eighteen, sometimes three! I'll tell you what their ages are first though.

Well, that's enough from me! Hope you like Jack'o'lantern!

Age: 16

Candlehead hummed happily as she added the finishing touch to her costume – a black mask. She looked in the mirror and smiled.

She had her regular candle hat on and her green hair in pigtails. She was wearing a pink and brown cat suit, with diamond patterns on her legs. She also had black gloves, her black mask, and her high-heeled ankle boots.

Suddenly, she heard a ring at her doorbell, and ran downstairs. She flung open the door, but there was no one there. She smirked. "I'm not as gullible as I was when I was nine Glo- AAAHHHH!"

She turned to behold a crazed figure with a white mask, wielding an axe, a bloody apron covering their torso. As she screamed, the madman swung his axe downwards.

She closed her eyes.

And felt the gentle touch of the rubber axe on her shoulder.

"You sure Candles? You still seem pretty gullible." Said Gloyd, laughing as he removed his mask.

"Gloyd Orangeboar! You are the meanest boyfriend ever!" She frowned, pushing against his chest as he hugged her.

"But you still love me anyway." He whispered into her ear, then kissed her gently.

"Anyway, come on, let's go! We've got people to prank! Sweets to gather! Parties to attend! By the way, lovely costume." Said Gloyd, looking Candlehead up and down. She blushed, and turned full circle. "Why thank you, my crazy axe murderer."

They strolled along the streets, hand in hand, stopping at every little house they came across. By the time they'd got from one end of a road to the other, their bags were completely filled. Most of her life, Candlehead had been the one handing out treats, because she was always afraid of getting tricked and haunted houses, and most Halloween things (Except pumpkin carving. She carved enough pumpkins to make a house out of.)

However, ever since she started going out with Gloyd – about three years ago – he'd been dragging her out with him every time Halloween rolled around. And whilst he loved the season, the scares, and the tricks, she loved seeing him so happy, and being there with him to enjoy it.

"Hey Candles," Said Gloyd, pointing at Rancis' enormous Reese's piece house. "Looks like Rancis is out for the night. You thinking what I'm thinking?" He said, with a mischievous smile.

"Yup." Said Candlehead with a grin, though in reality she had no idea what he meant. It became clear when he started pulling toilet paper out of his bag though.

He passed her one, and then instructed her on how to properly throw toilet roll. They ran around their friend's house, toilet paper flying through the air like shooting stars, peals of laughter ringing out in the night. Soon the entire house was white, and Candlehead had collapsed next to their stuff as she watched her boyfriend throw the last of it. He sat down next to her, and pulled her into a hug. She smiled, leant back into his chest, and they sat there for a while, just enjoying each other's company on the chilly night. Then, they heard the sound of a motorbike coming from round the corner.

"Fudge! Donut police! Run!" Said Gloyd, as he pulled Candlehead up with him and grabbed their bags. They ran down the streets, making sharp turns and doubling back unexpectedly until they were sure they'd lost the donuts. They found themselves in a narrow alley way, catching their breath against a wall.

"Well Candles, how was that?" Asked Gloyd.

Candlehead smiled at her boyfriend's slightly worried face. Even after three years, he still seemed concerned about whether he was pushing his interests on too her too much. "That was brilliant pumpkin."

A grin erupted on Gloyd's face, and he leaned down and kissed Candlehead. She hummed happily. This was the part of the day she was really looking forwards to, she thought as she felt Gloyd's strong arms wrap around her waist. He smelt like candycorn – a sweet, vanillary, halloweeny smell.

"I love you Gloyd." She murmured as she wrapped her arms round his shoulders.

"I love you too Candles!" He said, pulling back a moment to tweak her nose affectionately.

"No, I mean I reallylove you Gloyd. With all my heart." She said, gazing into his eyes.

For a moment he said nothing. She wondered if she'd scared him with her display of emotion, and cleared her throat to apologise. But before she could, Gloyd pulled her into another deep kiss.

"I'll always love you Candle. You're my light."

They're sweet.

Please review if you think I should carry on, and if you think this is a terrible idea and I should never write again!

This is Sticky (a.k.a Miss Wipplesnit) signing out for the night! Goodnight!