"Ready?"
"Yup."
Giving his companion a fox-like grin, Beat pulled the gruesome zombie mask over his face, carefully tucking the neck under the collar of his shirt. Clutch gave him a thumbs-up when he had it adjusted right, before pulling on his own bloody and mutilated mask.
"Showtime!"
Beat peered through the crack of the open door, seeing a tiny sliver of Cube's room. The aforementioned rudie was at her desk, bent over something, unawares that she was being spied on.
"On the count of three," Beat breathed, "...One. ...Two. ...Damn, this mask stinks!"
Clutch tried not to snicker, and elbowed him hard in the ribs. "Deal."
"Yeah, yeah. ...ONE!"
The door sprung open, banging hard against the wall as the two lunged at Cube, roaring like madmen. Cube merely turned around, before baring all her teeth and hissing loudly, fangs glinting in the lamplight. The two boys skidded to a halt, practically pissing their pants in terror before turning tail and dashing out of the room screaming.
As soon as they were gone, Cube carefully pulled the fangs out of her mouth and examined them, before popping them back in and grinning toothily.
"I love Halloween."
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Happy Halloween! XD