Author: Esentrik (the real one)
Challenge: #47-Trick or Treat
Spoiler: Not a single one (but I could be, and usualy am, wrong)
Rating: Pg-13
Tonight was halloween, the best holiday of the year. Already, kids were running around, dressed in thier costumes. I had dozens of skips to take care of before the week was over, but I had time to spare. Somehow I knew I could get out of at least half of these skips.
A little wonder woman stood on the sidewalk and waved to me, and then darted across the street behind my car to get her ball. Unbelievably, she was like me when I was seven, only she showed no signs of trying to fly. I smiled and waved back. In the rear view mirror, I watched her throw the ball to a much larger boy, dressed as a pirate. He caught it against his chest, trapping it with his bare hand and plastic hook.
In the culdesac there were little fairies and ghosts running amuck, chasing and laughing. But one little guy caught my eye. He was dressed as Batman. But something was wrong. He was slumped over on the stoop of a house- presumibly his house- with his head in his hands.I had half a heart to ask him what was wrong, but didn't. Batmans' were tricky that way.
Hand raised to knock on the door, he turned and asked, "How did I get suckered into this?"
"The girls love you, Albert's sick as a dog in bed, and Val has to work late." I explained and rang the door bell instead.
"And you?" He asked.
"I love you too." I said and got on my tippy toes and brushed a kiss on his nose.
"Good to hear." He said and the door opened.
Angie stood there in full costume. Head to toe princess. "Wha'd ya think?" She asked and twirled around.
"You certainly are a princess." He said and scooped her up off her untoed feet.
She squealed like she usually did, and the minute he set her down, she skipped off to find her shoes and candy bag. All the squealing brought Mary Alice down. Her cheeks were stained with tears.
"What's wrong Mare?" I asked and crouched down.
She looked down at her hooves and grabbed her tail. There was a big rip in it, and you could see her jeans.
"No problem there kiddo." I said, and took her off to the kitchen to find a safety pin.
Safety pins are a magical invention. Almost immediatly, her tears dried up and she had a huge smile on her face.
Angie had him by the finger, and was pulling him(Its a secret until the end!) through-out the neighborhood. He smiled back at me and then at her. Mary Alice was galloping beside me, the little candy in her bag hitting the bottom at the same time her feet hit the pavement. After the third neighbor hood, Angie handed him her bag and he juggled the falling candy for about twenty minutes before we could get back to the house to unload.
There, the both had a glass of water and ate a good quarter of the candy. We went out one more time, in the opposite directon we had begun on. Both girls were falling behind steadily, dragging their feet with heads hung low like zombies. Mary Alice stopped and leaned on a car, refusing to go any further. He offered her a piggie back ride, and she climbed up his back and hung her arms loosely around his neck.Angie said she could make it until she got home, but she too, in the end, got carried.
We carried them into the house, and placed them in their beds with kisses and hugs. They were asleep before we even left the house.
I dragged myself into my new apartment. The old one had finally met it's match. The water leaked, and the crummy ceiling broke through, leaving my bathroom, kitchen and half of my living room in Mr. Tegerson's first floor apartment. I punched in the code to the door, and inserted the key. The code gave my three seconds to turn the key and get the door unlocked. I took too long the first two times, and he had to do it for me. With both of his hands on my shoulders, he steered me into my bedroom.
He was such a nice guy, he even striped me down to my bra and thong. Then he left me, with the cool breeze blowing directly on my through the open window. I heard the microwave going as I pulled the covers up from underneath me. Seconds later, he returned with a hot cup of hot chocolate, and then some sort of green tea thing in the other. He took a sip out of mine, and then passed it to me.
I hummed into the cup and my breath came up as a smoke. He smiled, and even in the dark, I could see his teeth. And his eyes. Creepy, in a sense. I put my empty mug on the floor beside his foot and layed in bed on my stomach, staring at the shiny black boots. He brushed the back of his knuckles on my bare back and up to my cheek.
He leaned over a kissed my forehead. "You're leaving?" I asked him.
"Unless you don't want me to." He replied
"Don't." I begged, and tugged him into the bed next to me by his arm.
"Then I wont." He assured and curled me up in his arms, so that I could face him still.
"I love you, Ric." I cooed and kissed his chin.
"Love you too babe. Love you too." He kissed me lightly on the lips.
Never, ever, have I had a halloween quite like this.
Challenge: #47-Trick or Treat
Spoiler: Not a single one (but I could be, and usualy am, wrong)
Rating: Pg-13
Tonight was halloween, the best holiday of the year. Already, kids were running around, dressed in thier costumes. I had dozens of skips to take care of before the week was over, but I had time to spare. Somehow I knew I could get out of at least half of these skips.
A little wonder woman stood on the sidewalk and waved to me, and then darted across the street behind my car to get her ball. Unbelievably, she was like me when I was seven, only she showed no signs of trying to fly. I smiled and waved back. In the rear view mirror, I watched her throw the ball to a much larger boy, dressed as a pirate. He caught it against his chest, trapping it with his bare hand and plastic hook.
In the culdesac there were little fairies and ghosts running amuck, chasing and laughing. But one little guy caught my eye. He was dressed as Batman. But something was wrong. He was slumped over on the stoop of a house- presumibly his house- with his head in his hands.I had half a heart to ask him what was wrong, but didn't. Batmans' were tricky that way.
Hand raised to knock on the door, he turned and asked, "How did I get suckered into this?"
"The girls love you, Albert's sick as a dog in bed, and Val has to work late." I explained and rang the door bell instead.
"And you?" He asked.
"I love you too." I said and got on my tippy toes and brushed a kiss on his nose.
"Good to hear." He said and the door opened.
Angie stood there in full costume. Head to toe princess. "Wha'd ya think?" She asked and twirled around.
"You certainly are a princess." He said and scooped her up off her untoed feet.
She squealed like she usually did, and the minute he set her down, she skipped off to find her shoes and candy bag. All the squealing brought Mary Alice down. Her cheeks were stained with tears.
"What's wrong Mare?" I asked and crouched down.
She looked down at her hooves and grabbed her tail. There was a big rip in it, and you could see her jeans.
"No problem there kiddo." I said, and took her off to the kitchen to find a safety pin.
Safety pins are a magical invention. Almost immediatly, her tears dried up and she had a huge smile on her face.
Angie had him by the finger, and was pulling him(Its a secret until the end!) through-out the neighborhood. He smiled back at me and then at her. Mary Alice was galloping beside me, the little candy in her bag hitting the bottom at the same time her feet hit the pavement. After the third neighbor hood, Angie handed him her bag and he juggled the falling candy for about twenty minutes before we could get back to the house to unload.
There, the both had a glass of water and ate a good quarter of the candy. We went out one more time, in the opposite directon we had begun on. Both girls were falling behind steadily, dragging their feet with heads hung low like zombies. Mary Alice stopped and leaned on a car, refusing to go any further. He offered her a piggie back ride, and she climbed up his back and hung her arms loosely around his neck.Angie said she could make it until she got home, but she too, in the end, got carried.
We carried them into the house, and placed them in their beds with kisses and hugs. They were asleep before we even left the house.
I dragged myself into my new apartment. The old one had finally met it's match. The water leaked, and the crummy ceiling broke through, leaving my bathroom, kitchen and half of my living room in Mr. Tegerson's first floor apartment. I punched in the code to the door, and inserted the key. The code gave my three seconds to turn the key and get the door unlocked. I took too long the first two times, and he had to do it for me. With both of his hands on my shoulders, he steered me into my bedroom.
He was such a nice guy, he even striped me down to my bra and thong. Then he left me, with the cool breeze blowing directly on my through the open window. I heard the microwave going as I pulled the covers up from underneath me. Seconds later, he returned with a hot cup of hot chocolate, and then some sort of green tea thing in the other. He took a sip out of mine, and then passed it to me.
I hummed into the cup and my breath came up as a smoke. He smiled, and even in the dark, I could see his teeth. And his eyes. Creepy, in a sense. I put my empty mug on the floor beside his foot and layed in bed on my stomach, staring at the shiny black boots. He brushed the back of his knuckles on my bare back and up to my cheek.
He leaned over a kissed my forehead. "You're leaving?" I asked him.
"Unless you don't want me to." He replied
"Don't." I begged, and tugged him into the bed next to me by his arm.
"Then I wont." He assured and curled me up in his arms, so that I could face him still.
"I love you, Ric." I cooed and kissed his chin.
"Love you too babe. Love you too." He kissed me lightly on the lips.
Never, ever, have I had a halloween quite like this.