A/N: Hello, everyone! I bet you're surprised to see a Home Alone story this soon! Well, a couple weeks ago, I got a random idea to do a Halloween Home Alone story! This will really only be at MOST three chapters! (If you've read A Plan That Backfired, you know how that went, when I said it'd be only a few chapters…) Though, I'm serious that this will be a quick story! Also, this is not my new Home Alone story that I was talking about, when I last wrote a Home Alone story; that one will be later on! That's a whole different story I have planned! For now, enjoy this Halloween-themed Home Alone story! :)

PS: Just so you know, I don't own Home Alone or its characters! (Though, I still wish I could own MacAulay… ;)) The only thing I own is this story! Enjoy!

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Home Alone

Halloween

Chapter 1: Trick or Treating Mishap

Kevin's PoV:

It's Halloween night, and my siblings and I are all getting ready to go Trick or Treating; all except Buzz, who's too "cool" to go Trick or Treating. He'd rather stay home and watch horror movies and rubbish. I'm not allowed to watch those things, but I don't care; I'd much rather go Trick or Treating, instead!

Luckily, Megan, Linnie, and Jeff are going with me, because, unless I found a friend or two to go with, I wouldn't be allowed to go, because I'm apparently "too young". Mom and Dad aren't able to take me or the rest of us this year, because they're going to a Halloween party, which means that, like how I was last year, Buzz will be home alone. Though, it's no big deal, because he's old enough to do so.

Megan and Linnie are dressing as twin bunny rabbits, Jeff's dressing like a pirate, and I'm dressing as the Devil. Of course, when the costume was picked out a few weeks back, Buzz said that it's the perfect outfit for me, considering how I'm a "Devil child". When he said that, I was almost tempted not to get the Devil costume, until Mom and Dad convinced me otherwise. If anything, Buzz is the one, who needs the Devil costume!

As we're getting ready to go, Mom and Dad are, too. Mom's dressing as a witch, and Dad is dressing as a vampire. The whole time, though—even though Buzz isn't going Trick or Treating with us—he keeps bugging me, saying things, such as, "Hey, Kev, that Devil costume really suits you, you know," and, "Don't get scared and lost out there. I wouldn't be surprised if Megan, Linnie, and Jeff left you." I try to ignore his comments, but it's hard to avoid him, when he's in the same bathroom as me.

Just as I'm putting on my Devil horns, Buzz rips them off my head. I shout, "Hey! Give those back!"

"Nah ah. You have to get them from me first!"

"Oh, come on, Buzz! It's no fair! I don't have time for this!"

"Time for what? I'm just having a little fun with you!"

"Come on, Buzz," I try to jump up to reach the Devil horns in my brother's hand, but even though I'm jumping, I'm still too short to reach them. "Give them back!"

"Make me!" Buzz starts to back out of the room, as I'm still trying to reach for part of my costume.

I'm about ready to lose my temper—which is something that always seems to get me into trouble—when, surprisingly, Linnie cuts in, "Oh, grow up, Buzz," She crosses her arms. Though I'm thankful for her hopefully ending the argument, it's hard to take her seriously, when she's dressed as a bunny.

"What? You're about ready to stick up for this dweeb?" Buzz has his head looking at Linnie, but his hand is still raised with my Devil ears. I look up at them, wanting to take this time to jump up and grab them.

"Well, yeah, when it comes to us going Trick or Treating together. I mean, come on, we can't go, unless we take him. Mom said,"

"Oh, I don't think he can go out there, without Mommy and Daddy. He's too scared to," Buzz taunts, while looking down at me again.

"I am not! Now, give them back!" I shout, finally losing my nerve. I jump up at Buzz, finally reaching part of my costume in my brother's hand.

After finally retrieving my Devil ears and placing them back on my head, Linnie asks, "Oh, really? You're the only one not going out tonight!"

"Well, I have a different reason. I'm too old to go "Trick or Treating"," Buzz does finger quotes. "I'm going to stay here and watch a bunch of bloody, gory movies that will scare the shit out of you, and especially the little termite here." Really? "Termite" is the best thing he can come up with after saying the "s" word?

"Buzz," Mom enters the hallway from her room, finally. Where was she during the time Buzz and I were arguing? "No swearing. I've had enough of you two bickering. It's Halloween. Come on, it's supposed to be a fun night. Don't ruin it for each other."

"I wasn't trying to ruin anything," I admit.

"Oh, I'm sure…" Buzz grimaces at me.

"Buzz, that's enough," Mom firmly tells my brother. "Now, all of you, come downstairs. Your Father and I are almost ready to go. You're to leave when we leave."

"I'll be right down," Linnie tells Mom.

"Alright," She nods, before my witch-dressed Mother makes her way downstairs. Linnie almost immediately follows after her. Now that Mom and Linnie are no longer here, I'm worried as to what Buzz is going to do, while he has this chance.

Buzz looks at Mom, as she makes her departure down the stairs. When she's fully down the stairs, Buzz takes this chance to look back at me and say, with a wicked grin, "Oh, I'm going to watch movies that will scare the shit out of you,"

"Mom told you not to swear," I plainly say, while simply looking at my brother.

If anything, I should be more threatening than him, because I'm the one dressed as a Devil. Then again, I'm too little to be intimidating… I guess Buzz will always be the intimidating one. But, I guess last year, at Christmastime, I had my chance to shine, when I was left home alone, because those two burglars got what was coming to them for trying to invade my house!

"Well, you little shit, Mom's not here. So, I can say whatever the hell I want," Buzz creeps closer to me, still with his same, troublemaking grin, as I back away, actually afraid. "Got it?" I just frantically nod.

"Buzz! Kevin! You coming?!" Mom hollers up the stairs. Everybody's downstairs—even Dad—because he was packing some food to bring to the party. It's only my oldest brother and I upstairs.

"Coming, Mom!" he hollers back down at her, before once again turning back to me. "So many scary movies…" he drifts off, before heading toward the stairs. Though, his last words are, "My first movie is going to be Arachnophobia… Your favourite spider-riddled movie…" Buzz chuckles, as he makes his way down the stairs, leaving me standing here, in anger…

…

I finally make it down the stairs, where everybody is standing, waiting for me. "Well, there you are! I thought you'd never come down!" Mom claims, as she has my coat held out, ready for me to put on. Even though we're all—except Buzz—dressed in costume, we have to wear our coats for when we go outside, because it's cold out.

"Well, Buzz wouldn't leave me alone…" I mutter, as I wiggle my arms through the sleeves of my coat, while Mom continues to hold it out for me.

"Hey, it's not my fault you're a chicken!"

"Am not!"

"Alright!" Mom snaps, with a sigh. "If you two can't get along, nobody will be going anywhere! You hear me?!"

"Sorry…" Buzz mutters, but I know he doesn't mean it.

"Kevin?" Mom asks, when I pull away from her to zip up my coat. Since she's dressed as a witch, I can take her a lot more seriously now.

"I'm sorry…" I've become to say "sorry" so much now—even though most of the time it isn't my fault—I don't even know if I mean it, anymore.

"Thank you," Mom pulls up the collar of her coat a little more, making sure she's protected from the cold. "Now," She looks at the rest of us. "Are we all ready to go?"

"I've been ready forever. It was these two, who were holding us up!" comments Megan, impatiently.

"Yeah!" Jeff agrees.

"Well, we're all ready now. So, let's go," We all start to head out the main door—Dad, being the first one. Though, as I'm on my way out the door, I don't see Mom following us. She looks back at Buzz and asks, "Buzz, are you sure you'll be fine here tonight?"

"Mom, I'm not two years old, you know," Buzz is even snarky to Mom, but it's not as often as he is to me.

"Alright," Mom answers, I believe just trying to ignore Buzz's comment. "Have fun! We'll be back in a couple of hours! Make sure that phone stays plugged in at ALL times! You hear me?!"

"Mom, like I said, I'm not two!"

"Buzz!"

"Alright, alright!"

Mom sighs, as she finally leaves the house, closing the door behind her. I guess Mom didn't realize I was listening to the conversation, because she looks up at me, startled. "Oh, Kev, I thought you were with your siblings!" I can tell that I really made her jump, because she still has a startled tone in her voice.

"Sorry, I just got caught up with listening," I shrug.

"Alright," is all Mom says, before ushering me away from the door. "Come on, your brother and sisters are waiting for you."

As Mom continues to usher me away from the steps and out onto the sidewalk, I hear Dad holler, "Hey, Kate! You coming! We want to get there, before Halloween's over, you know!"

"I'm coming, Peter!" I swear, Mom has a slight impatient tone in her voice. I'm finally ushered out to the sidewalk, where my siblings are waiting for me. "Alright," Mom kisses each of us. "Have fun. Don't go any more blocks than usual. Keep that quarter on you, in case you need to use a payphone to call us or Buzz, OK? Each one of you has a quarter, right?"

My siblings and I pat our pockets, where we've kept our quarters. "Yep," I answer, as well as my other siblings.

"Alright," She gives me a hug, as she says to all of us. "Make sure you keep an eye on him. This is your first year doing this alone. If he gets too cold, come home, OK?"

"Yes, Mom," Megan rolls her eyes.

"Hey, don't roll your eyes," Mom firmly says, but she doesn't seem angered. It's rare that Megan, Linnie, or even Jeff make her mad.

"I'm not a baby, Mom," I always have the need to stick up for myself; even more so last year, actually.

"I know. I'm just a worrier, is all,"

"Any day now, Kate!" I hear Dad holler, once again.

"Alright!" she hollers back, before once again looking down at us. "Don't be too late. You're to be home before us, you understand? Call us from home, when you are home, OK?"

"Yes, Mom!" Linnie has a slight snippiness in her voice.

"Katie! Come on!"

"Alright," Mom huffs, seeming to be finally finished. I understand that she's a worrier, but this is ridiculous! By the time we're able to leave, all of the (good) candy will be gone! "Love you! Have a good night! Have fun!" she hollers back to us, as she starts to walk away to where Dad's waiting for her with the car.

"Finally…" Jeff sighs. I look up at him, and I see that he and my sisters are all looking at the direction of where Mom went.

"She's just a worrier. You know that," Linnie tells Jeff. "This is our first year out by ourselves. Anything could happen."

"Winnetka? Nah… Nothing ever happens in this neighbourhood…" As they start to walk away, "yeah, right" is all I'm able to think. Though, I'm still standing there, facing where Mom and Dad are getting into their vehicle, but I'm not staring at them; I'm staring off into space. "Kevin," Jeff grabs my attention. "Come on, I at least want us to be able to do three blocks." Since Buzz, the oldest, isn't with us, Jeff is the leader of our group. All's I can say is "coming", before sprinting after my siblings in this cold…

Buzz's PoV:

I sit down on the couch in the living room, having the TV all to myself. I flick on the TV from my chair with the remote, since I've already plugged in the tape for the movie, Arachnophobia. I sit back, grab my bowl of popcorn and my glass of Coke beside me, and enjoy.

As the movie previews appear on the screen, I can't help but chuckle to myself at the thought of my four younger siblings—especially Kevin—out there by themselves on this cold, dark, creepy night. Even though I'm too old for Trick or Treating, I still believe anything can happen out there. While still snacking, I look over to the phone beside the chair, wondering if it really needs to be plugged in…

Kevin's PoV:

Megan, Linnie, Jeff, and I are all out on this cold night, trying to Trick or Treat. I have the collar of my coat covering my face, so the cold wind doesn't freeze me as bad. I have my sack in my hand, as we go up to our neighbour's door. If I'm already this cold, I don't know if I'll be able to make it out here.

Mom said that if I got too cold, I'm to be taken home. I don't want to look like a wimp to my older siblings, especially since we just started, and I just got finished telling Mom how I'm not a baby. But, I guess if we start moving, I'll be able to warm up, sooner or later.

We make it to the neighbour's house, and it's decorated how most of the other houses are decorated for this time of year: with jack-o-lanterns, ghosts, skeletons, and cobwebs. Unlike the one house on the block, this house, and most of the other houses on the block, is decorated dull, compared to the one house at the end of the street. Even our house is dull-decorated, but it's not lit up enough, like most of these other houses, to attract attention. Buzz had the option to hand out candy, but he refused. I guess it's a good thing, considering how he'd probably do something to it, like sticking it down his pants or spitting on it.

I'm too caught up in my thoughts, I don't even realize I'm standing in one place on the sidewalk. "Kevin, come on. What is with you tonight?" Linnie impatiently says, while she and the others are already standing on the neighbour's front porch. It takes her grabbing my attention to make me snap out of my thoughts and make me rush up to where they are on the deck. She just sighs and shakes her head, before knocking on the door…

Harry's PoV:

"Look at all these families, going out Trick or Treating, Marv," I mention to my partner, as we slowly drive down this block in Winnetka. He and I are both looking at the passing families, dressed up in their Halloween costumes. I just shake my head. "What a waste of time and money…"

"You've never went Trick or Treating, Harry?"

"Yeah, when I was a little kid, but now that I look at it, it seems to be a plain waste of time,"

"What if you ever had kids? Would you feel the same way?"

"Yes, I would. Though, I wouldn't have to worry about that, because you know how I feel about kids…"

"Why? Because of of that McCallister boy last year?"

"No, not because of the McCallister boy last year…" I answer my partner, snippy. "But, he doesn't help…" I don't need any kids in my life; Marv is who I'll ever need.

"Well, if you think Trick or Treating is a waste of time, then why are we dressed up?"

"It's Halloween, Marv," I start to answer my partner. "Nobody will suspect us as burglars, when we're dressed up in costumes, like everyone else."

"True," he answers. There's a pause, before he asks, "So, where are we starting first?"

"You know, I was thinking about that, and I was thinking of starting with the kid's house. We're already on that street, aren't we?"

"What kid?"

I just sigh and roll my eyes. As much as Marv means to me, he gets on my nerves with his idiocy. "The kid from last year! You know! The one you brought up! The McCallister boy!"

"OK, OK!"

"God…" is all I say, with a sigh.

We slowly drive down the same street that that terror of a child lives on. Thinking this through, I'm pretty confident he and his family will be out Trick or Treating. If not, they're on some big, fancy holiday for Halloween, even though Halloween isn't considered a holiday. Rich people these days…

When we pull up to the McCallisters' house, I smirk, because we'll be able to have our revenge on the very boy, who tore up Marv and I last year, by breaking and entering his house. Nobody will know we're there. If any useless Trick or Treaters come to the door, they don't have to know we're there, because we'll leave the house as dark as it is now—with only the porch lights on.

We get out of the vehicle, bringing nothing but our crowbars with us. Though, before we go up the stairs to the house, my partner asks, "Are you sure it's a good idea to bring our crowbars with us? Won't people find that kinda suspicious?"

"Marv, it's Halloween. You could kill a man, and get away with it. People will just probably think these are just a part of our costumes,"

"Crowbars go along with warlocks and vampires?" Marv's dressed as the vampire, and I'm dressed as the warlock.

"It's Halloween. You can do anything you want. Now, come on,"

I start to head up the stairs, not even thinking about it, until I step on them. That's when I realized that last year, the kid watered down the stairs, so that they'd freeze. But, I guess he wasn't expecting us to break out of jail, especially around Halloween, so he didn't have time to trap his house full of dangerous goodies.

As we're heading up the stairs, Marv asks me, "We're not planning on killing anybody, are we?"

I just look back at him and ask, "Why would you ask a stupid question like that?"

"Well, you said that you could even get away with murder on Halloween! So, I'm just wondering if that's what we're doing!"

I just shake my head and sigh. "You're such an idiot, Marv…"

"How am I an idiot?"

"Nevermind. Now, shut up, so we can get to work," I grin, while I knock on the door, hoping that nobody will answer…

Kevin's PoV:

As soon as our neighbour answers the door, we all say our first words, "Trick or Treat!"

"Why, you McCallister kids are the first ones here! I'm surprised!" the over-bubbly, slightly overweight blonde woman cheerfully tells us. She's dressed as a viking, and I'm reminded of Bugs Bunny. She takes the plastic bowl with a jack-o-lantern face on it away from the table that it was resting on and asks, "Now, what would you like?"

"Whatcha got?" Jeff asks.

She lowers the bowl and shows us what's inside. There's a mixture of candy bars, such as Milky Way, 3 Musketeers, and Hershey's! I love all three, but I know it's not nice to grab more than what's allowed.

"Oh, I love 3 Musketeers! It's my favourite!" Linnie claims, excitedly.

I can't see her face from where I'm standing, since I'm behind my siblings, but I'm sure she's wide-eyed. Since 3 Musketeers are Linnie's favourite, it's the first thing she grabs. Jeff and Megan grab what they want from the bowl, but I haven't got the chance to yet. Though, I'm not afraid to speak up for myself.

"Oh, come on, Kevin!" Betsy, our viking-dressed neighbour, waves me over to come closer to the door. I'm glad she did, because I was about to speak up for myself. I come closer to the door, and she kindly says, "Go on, take what you want. Take one of all three, if you want!"

"Thanks!"

I grab one of each kind, because I know that, if I don't hide my stash of Halloween candy properly, it's going to be stolen from Buzz, especially since he didn't go Trick or Treating this year. I think that's his excuse… He also has my other siblings' Halloween candy to steal from, but it'll most-likely be me, who will lose the most candy. I want to make sure I have as much as possible, so I'll at least have SOME.

Once I've collected the candy I want, the candy bowl is set back down on the table, and Betsy cheerfully tells us, "Goodnight! Have fun! Stay safe! And say 'hi' to your parents for me!"

"Thanks! We will!" Linnie is the first one to reply back.

We all wave to the neighbour, as we trot down the steps. Betsy soon closes the door, shutting out the rest of the cold air. She's lucky to be inside a nice warm house, because it's awfully chilly out here. Though, we just started. I can't complain!

Once we're back out onto the sidewalk, Jeff almost immediately digs into me, "What'd you do that for?!" I thought it'd be better, having Buzz not be with us, but I guess I was wrong.

"Do what?!" I ask, defensively.

"Grab three pieces of candy! How greedy can you be?!" Linnie is also taking a turn digging into me.

"She said I could!"

"Just because she said you could, doesn't mean you should! She was just testing your politeness, you know!" Jeff continues to raise his voice about this nonsense to me.

"I'm always polite!" I have no issue with biting back, that's for sure.

"Well, if you are, then next time, you'll only take one!" My siblings turn away from me, once Jeff says those last words.

I stand here, feeling my anger rise, because it's Halloween night, and my siblings, who aren't even as bad as Buzz, are tearing me down, but I won't let them ruin my night! I try to run after them, shouting, "Well, you know just as well as I do, that Buzz will steal our candy! Especially mine! I think that's one reason why he didn't come this year!"

"If you don't behave yourself, he won't be the only one taking your candy! Now, come on!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

I continue to chase after my siblings in this cold, once Jeff says that to me. I know it's not very good to run in the cold, but what else can I do? I don't want to be left out here by myself, even though our house is closeby. Though, I'd rather deal with my three siblings, who aren't as bad as Buzz, because if I were to go back home, that's who I'd have to deal with. I guess I will have to tough it out. Anything is better than dealing with Buzz…

Harry's PoV:

As soon as I knock on the door, Marv and I impatiently wait for an answer to not happen. There doesn't seem to be an answer, so Marv automatically says, "OK. Nobody's home. Let's go!"

He moves toward the door, but I shove him back with my arm. "Would you relax? We don't know for sure that they're not home! It is possible that they didn't hear us knock, you know,"

"But, only the porch lights are on," Marv points up to the obvious lit up porch lights. "Surely, they're not home."

"Just because the porch lights are the only things lit up, doesn't mean they're not home, Marv. They could've just shut off the lights to the rest of their house, because they didn't want any Trick or Treaters coming to their house,"

"A house with a large family like that wouldn't want Trick or Treaters?" Marv questions.

"You never know…" I answer my partner, shrugging. "I'll try knocking one more time," I knock on the door once more, hoping that I'm wrong about the McCallisters staying home for Halloween. Considering how rich they are, they probably went out to some fancy party, or something.

"Well, like I said, they're not home,"

He once again tries to reach for the door, but I shove his arm away again. "Would you cut it out, Marv?!" I'm becoming slowly irritated with my partner's actions.

"Sorry…"

"Since I'm the leader of this operation, I'll be the one to open the door," I point to myself and snarkily reply to Marv. I face the door again and try to open it, but it happens to be locked. I try a few more times, just to see if it happens to be a dumb doorknob or not, but I'm positive that it's locked.

"Maybe they went to bed," Marv suggests, as he shrugs.

"On Halloween?"

"Perhaps. They could've had their reasons,"

"No. They must be out. I'd bust one of the windows up front here, but I don't want to seem suspicious, so we'll try to get in through one of the backdoors,"

I start to walk away from the door, when Marv asks, "Who would be suspicious of us?"

I just look at him and condescendingly answer, "Everyone, Marv…" I continue down the steps, saying, "Come on, Marv," I try to brush off my partner's idiocy, but it's quite hard to, even though I've worked with him for so long; I should be used to it.

"Coming, Harry," I just hope we'll have more luck through one of the backdoors…

Kevin's PoV:

Since my siblings gave me heck at our neighbour's house, with each house we've gone to since, I've only taken one piece of candy, a bag of chips, and/or a can of pop. I shouldn't have taken what they said to heart, but I did, because I didn't want them to snap at me again, even though it'd be over something stupid… like it usually is.

I thought the longer I'd walk, the warmer I'd get, but that doesn't seem to be happening, because the temperature seems to be dropping. I don't know how Megan and Linnie are doing it out here in those bunny costumes, with only wearing coats and earmuffs with the bunny ears on top.

I'm surprised Mom even allowed them to wear an outfit like that, for two reasons: 1. It's too revealing. 2. It's too cold outside. Though, I guess, even though they're younger than Buzz and Jeff, Megan and Linnie are old enough to make their own decisions. I guess they're also not whiners, like how I am. Jeff and I are dressed warmer, and I almost feel like complaining.

I didn't realize it, but I guess I've slowed down, because the next thing that's said to me, is, "Are you coming or not, Kev?" I look up at Jeff, who's looking back at me, as well as my two sisters.

"Sorry, I'm just cold…" I finally admit.

"Well, come on! We're supposed to go two more blocks! You'll warm up, I promise!" Jeff tries to urge me to continue on faster, but I don't think it's for my sake; I think it's for their sake.

"We've been walking the block this whole time, and I'm cold!"

"Don't you want to go Trick or Treating with us, Kev?" Linnie asks, in a nicer tone.

"Of course, but I'm just cold! It's hard to have fun, when I'm cold!"

"Well, you're ruining our fun, Kev! If you're coming with us, then come on! If not, then go back home!"

"I'm not going back home with Buzz! I only have very little candy, and he'll eat it all on me!"

"Well then, if you don't want that happening, then come on, Kev!" Megan urges. She's not as harsh as Jeff, but she doesn't have as nice of a tone as Linnie.

"You have ten seconds to make your decision. If you don't, we're leaving without you," I can't believe Jeff is giving me a decision like this, but I guess I don't really have a choice in the matter, because if I keep arguing, then I know they'll leave me, for sure. "One…" I look behind me, where the direction of our house is. "Two…" If I decide to go back now, then it's only a short walk home. "Three…" But, if I decide to keep going, and I finally have enough, then I'll really be in trouble, because it'll be even harder to get back home. "Four…" And, if I were to go back home, I'd have to deal with the terrors from Buzz. I may have the choice to go upstairs in my room, play a game, and watch a movie of my own, but, then again, Buzz may force me to watch a scary movie with him, like that Arachnophobia movie. "Five…" I guess if anything were to happen, while we're out, there's always payphones to use. "Six…" At home, Buzz may unplug the phone, so I wouldn't be able to call Mom and Dad, if anything were to happen.

Finally, when Jeff says "seven", I decide to face my siblings again and spurt out, "Alright! I'll come with you!"

"Well, it's about time! Jeez! If I would've hit 'ten', you'd be standing here, on the sidewalk, alone," I just look at my siblings, as they're standing there, looking at me. "Now, come on! We have many more houses to go to, and I don't tend to spend the rest of the night, standing here and wasting time!" My siblings start to walk away from me, and I take that as a queue to start following them…

Harry's PoV:

Once Marv and I make it to the back of the house, I see that it's completely dark inside, which explains to me that, most-likely, nobody's home. Though, just to be safe, I whisper to Marv my plan, "You try the door to the basement, and I'll try the backdoor to the kitchen. If someone answers, just say we're pranksters, pretending to rob houses or something, OK?"

"So, we're going to try the same doors as last time?" Marv asks, worriedly.

"Yes," I answer, before condescendingly asking him, "Is that going to be a problem, Marv?"

"No. It's just that you know what happened the last time—with me falling down those icy stairs. Then, when you tried to break in through the kitchen door, what little hair you had at the time caught on fire!"

"What little hair I had, eh? I'll tell you what, Marv, if you're too much of a chicken to do this job, the intake of every stolen item that will be sold will belong to me. So, if you don't want me to be richer than you, then I suggest you stop whining and get moving,"

"If you say so…" my idiotic partner answers, unsurely.

I sigh, shaking my head, before saying to my partner, "Now, go on, Marv,"

We go our separate ways. As he's making his way down the non-icy stairs, I make my way to the backdoor, which won't have a blowtorch to blow off what little hair I have left. I knock on the door, seeing if anyone will answer, but, as I wait for an answer, I see a slight flickering of light in the house. Maybe the TV was left on to deter people from thinking the McCallisters were out? Though, I have to be sure, so I knock, hoping that I'm right.

When there doesn't seem to be an answer, I become confident that I'm right about my theory of the TV being left on, and the McCallisters not being home. So, I step away from the door, heading to where the stairs are that lead down to the basement. I whisper down to Marv, in a loud enough voice, "Hey, Marv!"

He's still trying to open the door, like an idiot would, when he finally looks up at me, answering, "Yeah?"

"There's a TV on in the house, I believe, but I'm sure nobody's home,"

"Are you sure?"

"Well, I can't be positive, but that's my theory,"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to come upstairs and help me open the door!" I'm still using a whispering voice, but I use an obvious tone with Marv.

"Oh…"

"Now, come on!" I wave for him to come back up the stairs, and that's what he does.

As soon as he's back up the stairs, he follows me over to the back kitchen door. "So, how are we going to get in?"

"The same way we tried to get in before," I hold up my crowbar. "With our crowbars."

"Oh…"

Marv holds up his crowbar, too. When I went to get him from the basement door, that's what he was using to try and open the door. I don't know why he'd be dumb enough to ask that question…

"Now, come on. Let's hurry up and get inside!"

"OK, OK!" Marv and I are at the backdoor, trying to open it with our crowbars. I feel like we're close to having success, until a pit drops in my stomach, when I see a light turn on in the kitchen. "Did a light just turn on?"

"It seems so…" We're both still whispering. "Now, come on! Let's get out of here!" As quickly, but as quietly as possible, that's exactly what Marv and I do…

Kevin's PoV:

We're now at the end of the street that we live on, and we've Trick or Treated at all of the houses on our side of the road. Now, it's time to do the opposite side of the street. Though, as exciting as this is, getting candy, chips, and pop, I'm quite tired and cold, already. Usually, this is easier to do, when Mom and Dad are with us, because they'd bring both vehicles, in case we needed to go inside and warm up for a few minutes. Where we live, most Halloween nights are quite chilly. Though, this year, we're out on our own, doing this.

As we're crossing the road, I drag my feet, because I'm too cold to go any faster. "Come on, Kevin," Jeff starts complaining again. "Hurry up. We're still on the first street—our street!" I don't believe he's as cold as I am, and he's complaining more than me! And it's on a totally different matter!

"I'm sorry, but I'm just cold…" I mutter.

"Kevin, you don't usually complain like this, while Trick or Treating. What's going on with you?" Megan asks, who surprisingly isn't as rude as Jeff.

"I'm used to having Mom and Dad's vehicles to warm up in…" I admit, before hiding my face in the collar of my coat.

"Well, we don't this year, so you're going to have to deal with it, bud," Linnie is also speaking to me in a nicer tone than Jeff.

"No," Jeff places his hand out in front of my two sisters. "Not unless we leave him, so he can go back home…"

"Jeff! You're not going to leave your nine-year-old brother on the street by himself!" Surprisingly, Megan turns defensive about me.

"Hey, I'm not like Buzz. If I were like Buzz, I'd either leave him in the middle of the city by himself or just out in the middle of nowhere. At least I'm leaving him on the same street as our house," Jeff then looks away from my sisters and down to me. "You can make it back home, can't you, squirt? You're not that incapable, are you?"

"You're not actually going to leave me, are you?!" My eyes widen, as I become fearful that Jeff is legitimately serious about leaving me on the sidewalk, alone.

"Why not?" he asks, slightly raising his arms. "You're complaining about wanting to go home, aren't you?"

"Well, yeah, but…"

"But, nothing. We're not even done our street yet, and we still have a couple more hours to go. Now, if you're going to keep complaining the whole time, you might as well go home now, while you have the chance. We're on the same street as our house, so it shouldn't be that hard, should it?"

"But, Jeff!"

"No," My brother just shakes his head, before pointing to the direction of our house and ordering, "Now, go home, before I change my mind!"

"But, I want to go with you!" I defend myself. How is him saying he'll change his mind be a threat?

"Trust me, you don't want to continue going with us… Not when I'm about ready to lose my temper with you,"

"I'd rather go with you than be with Buzz!"

"Trust me, if you don't go home right now, I'll be worse than Buzz!"

"But…"

"Just go, Kevin. Please?" Megan tries to convince me, for my sake.

I continue to stand and look at my siblings, before walking away, to head back home. I don't want to go home with Buzz, but Jeff might be serious with becoming worse than Buzz, if I don't leave. What's going to happen, when I get home? I just hope Buzz will leave me alone, and mind his own business, while watching that stupid Arachnophobia movie…

Buzz's PoV:

As I turn on the light in the kitchen, so that I can get myself a snack, I swear I hear some whispering voices coming from behind the kitchen door. It's probably my imagination, since it's Halloween, and I've been watching Arachnophobia. That, or it's Trick or Treaters or pranksters out in our backyard.

I shrug it off as nothing, as I go into the freezer, trying to find the tub of ice cream. Though, at the corner of my eye, I swear I see two larger figures quickly go by the back window. I still don't think much about it, even though my stomach is starting to have an uneasy feeling. I continue to try and find the tub of ice cream in the freezer…

Harry's PoV:

Marv and I rush to the front of the house, where our van is parked. I just hope whoever turned on the light in the kitchen didn't see or hear us, and if they did, I just hope they think it's Trick or Treaters or pranksters. Even though I think Trick or Treating is a waste of time, I'm quite thankful that it's Halloween, and not any other time of the year, if we were heard or seen.

"Do you think they saw us?!" Marv fearfully asks, still with his voice in a whisper.

"I don't know," I answer, as we enter the vehicle. "Also, you don't have to whisper, anymore. We're long out of their earshot for them to hear us."

"I was just being cautious, that's all," Marv answers, now speaking in a normal voice, as he buckles up his seat belt.

"Well, you don't have to worry about being cautious with your voice right now, but we do have to get out of here. Come on," I explain to my partner, as I put the van into gear and drive away from the McCallister Residence…

Kevin's PoV:

I try to hold back the tears, so that they don't freeze to my face in this cold. I hold my already heavy bag of candy close to me, as I shuffle my feet across the sidewalk, looking down at the ground. I try to make my way back home, and I'm almost there, but as cold as I am, I'd rather not be stuck alone with Buzz. Though, Jeff threatened that if I didn't leave, he'd be even worse than Buzz! I'd hate to see that…

As I'm strolling my merry way down the road, my eyes catch a glimpse of a set of headlights coming my way. Even though it's not unusual for cars to be going by on our street at night, and even on Halloween, I still curiously look up at the oncoming vehicle.

I don't think much about it, until the vehicle starts to slow down. I start to become fearful, as the van slows down next to me. With the surrounding streetlights and the lighting from the houses, they reveal the van's colour. I hear horror stories of abduction happening, with using a windowless white van. This van just so happens to be white and windowless… My fears are definitely proven right, when the van comes to a complete stop beside me. I keep my distance, as the window rolls down, I believe revealing the same man I knew from last year.

I'm proven right, when I hear, "Hi there, little pal…"

To be Continued…

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A/N: Thank you! After a few months of no updates, what do you think? :D I promise Chapter 2 (the last chapter) will be up next! I just have to proofread it first! Like I said in the beginning Author's Note, this isn't my real Home Alone story! The real one will be coming sometime in November! I have some other writing to tend to during this month, so I hope you won't be waiting too long for me to post the first chapter of it! Until then, you have this story to enjoy! Adios! :D

PS: I'm VERY sorry! It was my intention to have this posted by Halloween (I even had to change some wording in BOTH of my Author's Notes, because it wasn't), but I lost my Internet for a week! It was such bad timing, but I'm posting this now, since I have my Internet back now! I hope this is worth the wait!

- Majora's Mask Freak184