Hello, brave soul(s) who dared to check out this story! So, in the spirit of Halloween, I decided to publish a nice little PLL fic for anyone else who's going through withdrawal and is in serious need of some fluff for the hiatus. But keep in mind that this is also my first published fic, so I beg of you to excuse any publishing mistakes I make along the way. Have some thoughts? I won't care if you've got something constructive to say; I'm here to learn from my mistakes! Just feel free to PM me, Review, or whatever floats your boat! I hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pretty Little Liars.


Ch 1
The high-pitched squeals of children had never felt more terrifying than when Hanna heard the dreaded battle cry of "Trick or treat!"

The blonde let out a dramatic groan as she lifted herself from her cushy position on the couch and smoothed out the wrinkles on her costume. Her black-and-red bodice highlighted her sleek frame and was matched by the short petticoat skirt that she bought to match. Adjusting her fangs for the last time, she opened the front door and deadpanned to the shocked kids, "Boo."

As the majority ran away screaming at the sight of her 'bloody' lips, only a small boy decked out in dinosaur scales dared to take the Reese's Pieces that sat at the bottom of the Marin's candy cauldron.

Hanna raised one judgmental, perfectly plucked eyebrow at the boy, who wordlessly ran off as Hanna smiled at the sight. She moved to shut the door once more, but was interrupted by a distant faint cry. After a minute of waiting, she could make out the calls — and the voice.

"Hanna!" The temporary vampire took it upon herself to leave the door open and was rewarded by the approaching frame of her beau, Caleb Rivers.

She gave his costume a sharp look. Feeling her eyes on him, Caleb asked, "What do you think? It was your idea to match, so I don't want any complaints, because I had to run out last night to FIVE different shops. And when I bumped into Shana, she said that this costume would be nearly impossible to –" His words were cut off by Hanna's lips, which crashed against his appreciatively.

After a few minutes, Hanna finally pulled away for air. "I love it." She pushed a strand of hair away from his face. "I know that you despise the greatest love story of our generation – and Justin Bieber – but the costume... Perfection."

Caleb chuckled. "Hanna, TWILIGHT doesn't count as a great love story. But you wanted Jacob Black, so here I am. Just don't get too used to the idea of me walking around school with a stupid tattoo and a muscle shirt on every day." He pointed at her to drive home the point, but Hanna giggled dismissively.

She stared into her boyfriend's eyes. "I know. But it means a lot that you're willing to come out tonight as the Jacob to my Rosalie."

Caleb lifted an eyebrow in confusion. "I thought the girl's name was Bella."

"No! It is, but Rosalie's the only blonde one, and I am NOT handing out candy in some itchy wig all night. Besides..." She slowly backed away from Caleb and made a complete turn in her fashionable costume. "Bella doesn't get to wear anything this hot."

At her excitement, Caleb encased his arms around her waist. "You DO look like a goddess."

Hanna coyly smirked. "Want to see more of me?"

Caleb nodded eagerly as Hanna wrapped her arms around his neck, still caught in his grip. The couple started to kiss, which escalated as Hanna's hands moved from his hair to his neck to his chest. Caleb shifted his focus to Hanna's back, and just as their moment started to really take off –

"Trick or treat!"

The surprising interruption caused the couple to break apart in shock. Hanna speed-walked to the door, all but shoving the candies into the children's bags, to the disdain of their prudish parents. Hanna merely rolled her eyes and slammed the door for the thousandth time that night.

She turned to face Caleb, her back still pressed against the door. "Now. Where were we?"

Her boyfriend came to her and pressed her gently into the door as they both reveled in the experience. No matter how many toddlers could try to rain on their parade, nothing could stop the feeling of each other. From their synchronized kisses, to their every touch, to the scent of vanilla candles, to the –

"Trick or treat!" Hanna released an unchecked snarl.

At the sound, Caleb took her hands and tried to remedy the situation. "Hanna. Deep breaths." She complied and mimicked his motions. "Look, if you want to keep going…"

"Yes! Caleb, that's all that I want! You and me, right now. No sugary little beasts and their snobby parents to ruin this."

"Then Hanna?"

She sighed. "Yes?"

"Just ignore them. They'll figure out that we're not coming, and they'll go away."

"Promise?" Hanna's sky-blue eyes widened with hope.

Caleb nodded as he leaned closer to her. "I –" a kiss, "promise –" another, "you." Their noses were touching at the proximity of their faces, and Hanna gently pulled Caleb up the stairs.

The duo had only made it up to the fifth step when it came again.

"Trick or treat! Smell my feet! Give me something good to eat!" Hanna actually screamed at the taunts. Caleb tried, to no avail, to restrain his infuriated girlfriend.

"Hanna, where are you going?! Hanna!" It was too late. The sexually frustrated (temporary) vampire pulled the door with her well-stored strength that she usually reserved for setting up tents. The small tykes froze at the sight of the demented-looking blonde.

Her smile was grotesquely sarcastic. "Hello, kiddies!" Her snarls returned, and the group erupted into a chaotic cluster that ran screaming from the Marin house.

When they were finally around the corner, Hanna forcefully shut the door once more. "Caleb, this isn't going to work." Her head was still facing the window of the door.

"Hanna, your mom said that she'd only be out with Ted until –"

"Caleb." Her tone was scarily cautionary now, and her boyfriend knew her well enough not to push the subject any further. Without a word, Hanna lunged for her car keys. "Let's hit the road."

Caleb looked at her, puzzled. "Where are we going?"

Hanna's smile was now approaching Mona-level insanity. "We're going to the one spare place we have. Spencer's lake house. And we are going to do the very deed that those idiotic sugar addicts are determined to squash, because you know what? It's Halloween night, and I am never going to wear something this tacky again!"

With a grand flourish, Hanna dove towards the kitchen counter and scooped up her car keys. She turned to Caleb. "Now, does that answer your question?" Her voice had dropped an octave.

Caleb nodded like a puppy. "Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Now let's hit the road." Hanna smiled at the prospect of revisiting the forbidden territory and acknowledged in her head that a smack on the wrist from Spencer was worth escaping the brats that awaited her outside her doors. Hanna scribbled on a nearby paper that she had gone with Caleb to grab a late dinner at the Grille and would be home in two hours at the most.

Caleb saw the words from over her shoulder and squinted. "Two hours?"

"If what I have in my head goes according to plan." Hanna winked as Caleb's face filled with a familiar blush. Seductively, she glided over to her flustered beau and gave him a quick peck on the lips, keys still in hand.

"Trick or treat!" Caleb reached for Hanna's hands, which had curled of their own accord into two claws.

He looked into her eyes. "Back door?"

She nodded. "Back door."

The hormonal couple raced to the door, antsy to reach their destination before the lingering children could realize their plans. Little did the teenagers know that their impulsive move would give them a Halloween that they wouldn't forget for a long time.


Thoughts? Feelings? Do tell, I should be able to post Chapter 2 by tomorrow!