Ken Masters had insisted, and insisted, and insisted until Ryu had entertained the idea of strangling him. Sakura hadn't been much help either, eagerly taking to the idea of dabbling in a bit of foreign culture during her time in the states with her sometimes-mentor. Faced with the onslaught from both his best friend and his student, Ryu had been helpless.
Standing in front of the full body mirror, Ryu attempted to switch his expression into something other than a exasperated glower without much success. The green bodysuit, with gold shoes, gloves, sash, and headband-slash-mask was utterly ridiculous. The deep-v neckline, that was deep enough to touch his navel, did not help matters in the slightest. Daniel Rand had proved an excellent opponent on many occasions, and Ryu respected him like few other fighters, but the man who also called himself the immortal Iron Fist had chosen a truly strange costume.
"Oh come on, you look fine. Hey, maybe you can do some Hero-for-hire work! I hear they're always recruiting," Ken said pleasantly, trying not to laugh at his friend's expression.
"I can barely move."
Ken blinked, then looked abashed. "Well, nobody knows your size, so I couldn't tell the tailors. And I sure as heck wasn't going to just ask you your measurements. Having to give those out at the tournaments is bizarre enough."
"You did this on purpose," Ryu surmised, turning his glower at the blond fighter.
"Hey, you and Iron Fist have had some great fights, so I figured you'd like this one the best."
Ryu attempted to glare, but the mask made the gesture completely futile. "If we're supposed to choose based on that, why did you dress up as Captain America? You've never fought him."
Ken grinned and hefted a reproduction of the iconic shield proudly. "I went with somebody you'd be cool with because I'm trying to get you into the spirit of things. I, on the other hand, am going old-school. What kid doesn't want to be Captain America?"
The Japanese fighter shook his head in dismay at both his friend and his current situation and turned back to the mirror. As bothersome as this all was, he was a guest at his best friend's house, and more importantly, in his best friend's country. Putting up with a little of the local oddities, and Ryu did find the whole idea odd, was a manageable price to pay.
"Ok guys, I'm ready!"
From his vantage point in the mirror, Ryu watched with the beginning pangs of panic as Sakura Kasugano ambled into the room, mask in hand. The red, and blue ensemble with thin black lines that she wore was both tighter than likely decent and extremely familiar. The large black stylized spider symbol that had perched itself on her chest seemed to leer at him. Ryu remembered his very brief fight, and loss, at the hands of the man who'd worn that costume.
"Why did it have to be spiders," Ryu grumbled quietly.
"Look, I don't care who you're dressed as! You can't just take that cake! Let alone forty of them! That's just terrible!"
Wade had to admit, the pimply little dork behind the counter had some balls. Producing a handgun, Wade waved it at the young man.
"You dare challenge the might of Deadpool posing as M. Bison? Puny dickweasel! Taste my psycho powers!"
With a deft twirl of his finger, Wade was holding the gun by the barrel and made a stabbing motion at the kid.
"Ree! Ree! Ree! That's psycho power! It kills the star in a motel shower then dumps her body in a lake! Now let me take these cakes so I can satisfy the author's crappy attempt at a reference to our comic book rivals!"
Deadpool grabbed the handle to the wagon which contained the abnormally large amount of cakes and turned to his partner in crime. "Let's blow this vaguely defined grocery stand Bob!"
"Uh, right boss!"
Deadpool slapped Bob upside the back of the head. "You will respect my costume and refer to me as M. Deadpool!" Straightening his small red and black hat, and making sure to turn quickly so his large red cape could flow dramatically, Deadpool marched out the front door, cakes and lackey by the name of Bob, formerly of HYDRA, in toe.
"I don't like this."
"Oh come on Lady. 'Tis the season', ya know?"
Lady turned red and blue-grey eyes onto the cocky half son of Sparda, unamused.
"That's what you say for Christmas Dante."
Dante shrugged under the brown long coat he'd gotten and twirled the bo staff around his fingers in that casual display of dexterity that Lady often found infuriating.
"Hey, half demon over here. For us, 'Tis the season' is right now," He eyed her for a moment, and felt his lips drag up into a smirk. "Besides, yellow looks good on you."
Lady tugged at the yellow raincoat, because it really didn't deserve to be called a duster, with a foul expression. The obnoxious pink-purple sunglasses that she couldn't for the life of her get out of her hair just added to the ridiculousness of the whole affair. This had to be karma for running up Dante's credit as often as she did.
Dante turned his head over his shoulder and called into the back of the little building that housed the demon hunting business Devil May Cry. "Hey Trish, ya ready? There's candy to get and parties to go to."
"Manchild, worried about candy," Trish grumbled good-naturedly as she emerged from the back. The black one-piece swimsuit like costume with gold lightning bolt symbol, matching tall boots, red sash and black domino mask were filled out very nicely by the demoness.
Dante chuckled and grabbed a deck of purple glow-in-the-dark cards off his desk. "Hey, 'Tis the season'. Let's go babes, we got a long night ahead of us!"
Rocket Raccoon took one look at the costume, a pair of blue slacks, blue jacket and Kevlar vest with the letters 'R.P.D.' emblazed on the front in white and he turned to Richard Rider, otherwise known as Nova with a glare.
"You're a right dick, ya know that?
Nova grinned under the large blue helmet and raised the cannon that was his right arm up in a way that was supposed to look triumphant.
"I know. but I figured it was either a pun or give you a dog's costume."
Peter Parker regarded his impromptu party 'date' with a long and impressed stare. "Huh, so that's what you were doing in there."
"The paint took a long time," she agreed, then struck a fighter's pose and grinned. "So, what do you think?"
Peter weighed his responses carefully. Finally he settled on, "Are you going to say...it?"
Rolling her eyes, but still grinning, the woman shot back with, "Chun-Li SMASH!"
That got them both to snicker uncontrollably.
"Jen might sue you, ya know."
"Oh, and like Guile would like yours any better."
"Hey," Peter Parker, aka Spider-Man, protested mock-seriously. "I just happen to think some people need to 'Swing home, and be a family man'! I think Spider-Guile will be a hit; I do whatever a Spider-Guile does!"
"Jesus Laura, why'd you go with that?" Wolverine grumbled at his clone-slash-daughter. It was complicated.
Laura Kinney, sometimes called X-23 to her immense displeasure, studiously adjusted one of the batwings on her back, then after a moment of consideration, did the same for the additional pair on her head. The purple bat themed pantyhose fit very well and Wolverine got the distinct impression that before the night was out, some punk who couldn't control where his eyes went was gonna get clobbered.
"I've worn worse. Besides, 'Temptress of the Night' was the first costume I saw."
No matter how many times he tried it, Chris Redfield just couldn't point at anything and tell it 'Now you face Thor, god of Thunder!' without feeling like the single biggest idiot on the face of the planet. At one point, in frustration, he'd thrown the store-bought hammer and felt his entire being flinch when it struck the wall and emitted a loud squeak. Exactly the same kind of squeak that one heard when they stepped on their dog's rubber chew-toy.
Jill owed him for this like she wouldn't believe.
"Ok, got everything kiddo?"
Lilith nodded up at Tony with a big grin. She hadn't gotten much chance to see the outside world on Earth, and the idea that she could do that and get candy out of the deal was almost too good imagine. Adjusting her slightly oversized black jumpsuit and red wig, she couldn't help but throw a slightly envious look at her mother, Morrigan. The older succubus filled out the red and gold short shorts, and matching top very well. The thin metal replica boots, gauntlets and light-up ark reactor that dangled between her breasts brought everything together in a way that Lilith couldn't wait to have for herself.
When Tony had seen Morrigan's costume, he'd been somewhat surprised that they'd started making costumes based on the dancing girls from the yearly Stark Industries Expo. Morrigan had replied that, as far as she knew, they hadn't and that she'd gotten hers off one of the actual dancers. The smile she had when she said that told Tony everything he needed to know about what had happened.
"Brunet, short hair? Big blue eyes?" Tony asked, slightly curious. Morrigan had nodded and continued to smile. "Well, 'sharing is caring', as they say." Tony Stark adjusted the white ascot and billowing blue cape. He hadn't been able to get the hair right, but the fake fangs had sent Morrigan into near hysterics. "Alright, let's get going. Got things to do."
"Please, lead on Mr. Maximoff," Morrigan jeered and laughed again.
Tony waved her off with a grin of his own and nodded to Lilith. "Lead the way lil' Widow."
Inane? Probably. Completely missing the appropriate time? Absolutely. A fun drabble to get the gears going again? Hell yeah. Gotta keep that 31 alive. Happy Late Halloween everybody. Sometimes it takes a little while to get these young, but still all together unreasonable bones a-going.
As obvious, I own none of these characters, settings, or etcetera. Suing me would be a long, drawn-out, pointless thing.
Oh, and if anybody didn't know who dressed as who, I've put a run-down below.
Costume run down:
Ryu: Iron-Fist
Ken: Captain America
Sakura: Spider-Man (female version. There's a lot more of them than you might think).
Deadpool: M. Bison
Lady: Jubilee
Dante: Gambit
Trish: Ms. Marvel
Rocket Racoon: (attempted) Resident Evil 2 Leon S. Kennedy
Nova: Mega Man
Spider-Man: Spider-Guile (may be funnier to me right now than it will be to you guys)
Chun-Li: She-Hulk
X23: Morrigan Aensland
Chris Redfield: Thor
Lilith: Black Widow
Tony: Demitri Maximoff
Morrigan: Stark Expo dancer from Iron Man 2, or slutty Iron Man. Whichever really.
