[Warning: I live in America and because of this, many of the Halloween events and/or references in this will most likely be American.]

[Also, if you are just here for the R-18 scene, feel free to just skip to chapter six.]

Chapter One

You stared in awe at the wide variety of Halloween-themed items and decor, running through the aisles of the store like a maniac, your significant other watching and laughing at the excitement that overflowed within you. Halloween was coming up and it just happened to be your favorite holiday. As your mind tried to keep up with your eyes, registering every item and the price to make sure you've got everything you need/want, you grabbed each item and flung it at your boyfriend.

"Ivan, catch!" every piece of decor seemed to come at him at speeds rivalling baseball pitchers, yet he caught every single one with ease, putting each into a cart for you.

Within moments, you were at the checkout line, a giant pile of items barely stuffed into your cart.

"This is gonna be awesome~! This is gonna be awesome~!" you sang happily.

"You know, you don't have to get this all at once."

"But I haaave to, Ivan... I want to scare the stuff out of Iggy and Alfie this year."

He chuckled, hugging you from behind as your items were being scanned one by one at the register. "So what are you planning for this year?"

You gave a small smirk, soon changing to an evil grin. "This year will be a zombie infection zone!"

"...Zombies?"

"Yeah!" a small laugh flew from your lips. "And I heard It'll be a full moon Halloween night. It'll definitely give a scary mood."

Ivan nodded. "Mhm... da..."

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"It was over $200 for all this stuff, but it was worth it!" you ran around the house, setting random decorations up. "A skull here... some gooey stuff there... and... done!"

The house had been repainted earlier with a darker greyish color scheme, adding more of an eerie feeling with the green painted zombie skulls, fake graveyard, and green slime you just placed.

"Oh really?"

You looked towards a man leaning against the fence separating your yard from your neighbor's. "Iggeh..."

He glared. "It's Arthur you twat! ... And anyways, is that all you've got this year? Your house looks more like a daycare center. It won't be as scary as what I have in store for you." a smirk crept upon his face.

Sticking your tongue out, childishly, you retorted, "Oh really? Well, your stupid faery crap is pretty much the exact opposite of scary. My haunted house will be worse on the inside than it looks on the outside."

"Yes it will definitely be worse, I'm sure of that." Arthur laughed.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Hello Arthur." eyes seemingly piercing through Arthur's skull. "Are you bothering my little sunflower again?"

The brit's eyes widened. His head turned once more to look at you. "I'll be seeing you and your haunted house soon." he ran off.

Ivan chuckled. "Need any help?"

"Sure!" you replied happily. "I just finished this section, and now I'm going to take a break... with baking! ... Well, more like candy making." you ran inside, the man not far behind. "I've got a lot to do before Halloween..."

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"Done!" You held up a tray of beautiful chocolate lollipops. "I'm going to wrap these up and hand them out on Halloween."

Suddenly, a big pair of arms went around you. "Its getting late, sunflower. You have still got a few days until Halloween. How about we head to bed?" his hands trailed down your body.

You chuckled. "No, silly, I've still got to get started on making lots of fake blood. By the time I'm done, this place will look like an 'infection zone'."

A short sigh was heard from the man before he kissed your lips sweetly. "I can help you, then."

"Oh, thank you~!" you laughed and started making blood, soon getting covered in the substance.

Not long after, a doorbell was heard, you standing up and going to answer it. "Hello-"

"GWAAAAAAH!? DON'T DIE ON ME! WHO DID THIS TO YOU!?" Alfred Jones, a friend of you and Arthur, was a pale shade as he backed away in fear.

"..." hesitating, you decided to just withhold the truth for a bit. "It was a ghost."

Alfred immediately ran away screaming, neighbors looking out their windows, instantly knowing what was going on. After a few seconds, you closed the door and went back to creating the slimy red liquid.

Ivan laughed. "That was very funny."

"Well, there's more where that came from. This year I'm going to make him piss his pants." you held up a fist, showing your confidence in the plan you had.

The two of you stayed up until two in the morning mixing corn syrup, water, food coloring, flour, cornstarch, and chocolate syrup, soon after, fainting on the couch, you drooling on his chest.