Hello there! Because it's Halloween and I've been bored out of my mind, I present to you this! Keep in mind it takes place after season 2 episode 17, but before the season 2 finale. It'll be three parts, following each of Jack's pranks. If you like this, let me know, if you hate it please let me know! Even a review with the simple word 'adequate' would make me soooo happy!
AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN XIAOLIN FANS!
"Hey guys! Check out what I got in town!" Kimiko comes sauntering into the kitchen, four grotesque orange spheres juggled between her arms.
The three boys are sitting around the table with a deck of cards divided amongst them in a game of what looked like President. By the way Omi was holding his cards on a horizontal; the game probably wasn't going very well.
"Alright Kimi!" Raimundo's cards fly into open space, completely forgotten, as he goes to grab the pumpkins from Kimiko's hands. "Ai! I haven't carved a pumpkin since I was little!"
Clay takes two of the pumpkins from Rai's arms. "These are some mighty fine pumpkins, Kimiko. I used to get my pumpkins from a farm 'round the corner from my daddy's ranch. There ain't nothing better than getting to smash jack-o-lanters on November first." Clay holds out one of his pumpkins to Omi. "Here you go, little buddy."
Omi takes the pumpkin curiously, the large vegetable almost the same size as his head. "What is all this carving of pumpkins we are speaking about? Are we going to be making pies?"
The other three monks were speechless. "Omi, you've never carved a pumpkin?" Kimiko asks.
"Dude, that's what Halloween's all about!" Raimundo throws his pumpkin up in the air in exasperation. Realizing what he just did, the dragon of wind jumps to catch it.
"What is this 'Halloween'? We have never celebrated such a holiday at the temple." He looks at his pumpkin suspiciously.
"Omi! You did not just say that!" Raimundo says. "How have you never heard of the coolest holiday of the year?"
"I…" Omi looks at each of his fellow monks. "What is Halloween?"
"It's about dressing up like monsters!" Raimundo bares his imaginary fangs, wiggling his fingers in Omi's face.
"Going to parties…" Kimiko says.
"And going house to house to collect candy!" Clay adds in.
"But the first step is carving pumpkins to look like faces," Raimundo explains, holding out the pumpkin. "It's supposed to scare the kids or something…"
Omi's eyes grow twice in size and light up like a Christmas tree. "This all sounds so exciting! I must try it all! Especially this candy collection ceremony!" He holds his pumpkin above his head. "But first I must commence with the carving of the pumpkin! I think mine shall look like you, Raimundo!"
Kimiko snickers. "That'll scare the kids, alright…"
Raimundo seethes a little bit, glaring at Kim out of the corner of his eye. "Well, Omi, we kind of all had plans tonight…"
Omi starts to pout. "Well… if you had other plans…"
"But we'd be more than happy to take you out trick or treating!" Clay cuts in.
"We'll make it your best first Halloween ever!" Kimiko finishes, giving Omi a hug.
"Just hold still, Omi. Give me one more second…" Kimiko is just putting the finishing touches on Omi's costume. Out of all the costumes at the store, Omi had felt most drawn to the werewolf. Reason being: He got to wear a lot of hair.
Kim had gotten her fellow monk a furry wig as well as hair to glue all over his body. The only limitation Kim wouldn't do was the mustache.
Omi felt the fur on his face as Kimiko applied the last of the makeup. "Oh, Kimiko, I have more hair than you do!" he said happily.
Kimiko holds her makeup brush down, admiring her work. "I really hope you're referring to the hair on my head, Omi…"
"Oh, yes, indeed." Omi touches the fake fangs on his teeth. "Do I look most terrifying?"
"Absolutely, Omi."
The young monk beams. "I must go show Master Fung at once!" Omi grabs his pumpkin, which he promptly named 'Pumpkimundo', and heads out of the room.
Kimiko folds her arms and smiles, happy she helped the dragon of water with his costume.
"Nice job, Kimi." Raimundo comes around the corner, fully adorned in his vampire costume. His look is very old-school, with the Jack Spicer-esque cape and the slicked back hair that was battling with the hair gel to stick up. His clothes were covered in fake blood to match his bloody fangs.
"Nice costume. I see you're going with the traditional look." She comments, gathering up her brushes and compacts.
"Well, I could have gone with the ever classic twilight vampire, but I'm already too hot without the costume." He smirks at her. "And your costume is very… fitting."
Kimiko looks down at her costume, a bright red devil with leather bat wings and horns. Her crinoline skirt was a bit short, so she had promptly placed black leggings underneath. She had a tail too, but it often hit people when she turned around…
"haha. Very funny, Rai." She grabs her fake tail that was lying on the floor and hit him with it. Then there's that awkward silence. Always the silence. They had never had gaps in their conversation, but up until a month ago, it was becoming more and more frequent. She needed a save here…
"So, you still going to that party?" Raimundo asks, smashing the silence.
"Yea, Keiko's planning it, so it's going to be sick."
"Well, I don't know about that. People can get kind of… crazy on Halloween."
"You act like you don't like Halloween parties."
Raimundo suddenly seems interested in his shoes. "They're just not my thing, I guess. I always get the invite, but I never go."
"Oh, I see, Raimundo's too cool for Halloween parties."
"Wait, what? No, that's not what I said! I just want to make sure that you—"
"Excuse me, are we ready to go?" Clay comes in through the door behind Raimundo. Clay's costume was very similar to what he wore every day. He still wore his signature cowboy hat, bandana and the leather gloves he had stopped wearing a while ago. His clothes were all black with white stitching, and he actually had guns at his belt. His face was almost completely different, a mixture of blacks whites and grays that gave him the appearance of a skull, thanks to Kimiko's skills. He was supposed to be undead cowboy of sorts from some movie Kimiko couldn't remember.
"Omi is asking a wagonload of question about trick or treating, and I'd just prefer if we could get going. Sooner we go, sooner we can come back and watch—"
"Blood Guts and Gore!" Raimundo finished his sentence, also excited about the scary movie. The two boys high fived.
"And I've got my party," Kimiko says, giving Raimundo a dirty glare.
A loud boom falls over the temple, making the three monks jump. "What the hell is Omi doing out there?" Raimundo sighs, running out of the room. His fellow monks follow him.
"Surprise! Guess who's here?" Jack Spicer, followed by an army of Jack-bots, descends upon the temple. Jack is dressed up as Chase Young, wearing a knock-off version of Chase's clothes and a long-haired black wig that's not even close to Chase's volume and shine.
"Jack Spicer!" Omi yells, pointing at the sky. "Why are you here?"
"NOO!" Jack whines, landing in the courtyard. "It's Chase Young! Just look at my costume!"
"You still look like a weak suck-up to me," Wuya sighs, flying around Jack's head.
"Nice costume, Wuya, you look even more hideous than usual," Kimiko says, followed by a high five from Clay.
"ERG, Jack, why are we here?" Wuya screams. "If we're not going to steal their Shen Gong Wu, can we get out of here?"
"Relax, hag, I'm getting to the point. I just wanted to tell the monks that-" Suddenly, Jack freezes, mid-sentence. He holds his throat, then his chest, making gagging sounds. "I feel…" His Chase Young costume explodes, out popping a variety of organs. Jack falls to the floor, blood dripping out of his gut.
The monks all look at each other, unsure if they should be happy that their oldest enemy is 'dead', or worried that he just spontaneously exploded in their temple.
Jack jumps back to his feet. "HA! I scared you guys, didn't I?" He starts doing dance, pumping his fists in the air.
"I was more confused than scared—"
"I'd give it a 4.5 out of ten—"
"Bessie back home scared me more when she knocked over a bucket of milk—"
"I laugh at you're attempt to scare me, Jack Spicer!"
"You guys just don't appreciate a good scare when you see it!" Jack argues, crossing his arms and turning his back to the monks.
"Now that you're done with your little prank, can you go? We have plans…" Raimundo sighs, trying to subdue his hair with his hand.
"I'll show you guys a little prank!" The boy genius yells, his face turning red. "I'll scare you guys before the night is over, or my name isn't Jack Spicer!" he starts to fly away, his Jack-bots and Wuya following him.
"Then you had better go and find a new name, because you will not be scaring us tonight!" Omi calls, shaking his hairy fists.
"You're seriously not going to spend your whole Halloween trying to scare the Xiaolin monks?" Wuya asks as the two fly away.
"Of course I am!" Jack chides, pulling his goggles over his eyes. He holds out his hand, and a Jack-bot flies up and places something in his hand. "Of course I have a back-plan to scare the Xiaolin losers." He holds out the object to Wuya. "Straight from the Xiaolin vault."
Wuya takes a look at the object, her ghostly lips forming a smile. "Excellent, Jack. Excellent."
"Treat or trick, my good friend!" Omi holds out his bag as soon as the door opened. The homeowner gave Omi a weird look, then giving the rest of the monks an even weirder look. Aside from Omi, they all looked (and felt) a little too old to go trick or treating. Completely unaware, Omi was having the time of his life.
A couple pieces of taffy were dropped into Omi's bag and the door was slammed. The werewolf dug his hand into the bag and held out the taffy. "What an incredible holiday! People are giving away perfectly good candy for free!"
"Omi, we've been halfway across the town. How many more houses do you want to go to?" Raimundo asks. "OW! Kimiko, am I ever allowed to say anything around you?"
"That little guy is having more fun than my cousin Elbert in a dynamite factory! Let's just give him some time, it is his first Halloween after all."
"Fine." Raimundo grumbles. "As long as we're here, Kimi can't go to her party, anyways…" He snickers, while Kimiko looks murderous. Why did he care so much, anyway?
The next house on the block was dark; the front lights were off as well as the lights inside. "Come, my freakish friends, the next house awaits!"
"I donno, Omi, I don't think we should go to this house…" Clay says, looking up from underneath his bangs.
"Do not worry, my friend Clay, no one should be able to resist the Halloween spirit!" the dragon of water marches up the front steps and promptly rings the doorbell. "Tricking of the treating, please!"
The door opens slowly, the home's inhabitant slowly stepped forward. His eyes were glazed over, a stream of drool leaking from his mouth. His hair was askew, his head tilted to the side as if his neck were not operational.
"Omi, that guy doesn't look right!" The pitch of Kimiko's voice rising.
"Whatever are you talking about?" Omi turned back to look at the door, and saw what his demon-clad companion was seeing: a zombie. "AHHH!" Omi ran down the steps, joining his friends.
"URGH." Someone approached the foursome from behind, grabbing Clay's shoulders.
"What the—" Clay flips the zombie over his shoulder.
Zombies were walking and crawling from all directions, right towards the monks. One grabbed Kimiko's waist, she grabbed him by the forearms and tossed him across the street.
"We can't hurt these people, they're innocent!" she says, ducking under the swing of another one.
"So then where is that filthy Jack Spicer?" Clay grabs an oncoming zombie in a headlock and throws him at another horde of brainless townspeople.
"HAHA! Scared now, Xiaolin losers?" Jack-Chase flies down from above, the Zing Zom Bone clutched in his hand.
"3.2 out of ten at the most—" Raimundo starts to say, twisting the arm of one zombie and swinging her into another one.
"SHUT UP! Horde of mindless zombies, sick 'em!"