Clark was a little afraid when he saw Lois holding a gigantic carving knife. She brought it crashing down into the pumpkin and vigorously began taking off the top.

"Wouldn't you be more comfortable with a butter knife?" he suggested.

"Give me a break. I've been carving pumpkins since I was 7."

"Yeah right. What kind of parent in their right mind would let their child carve with one of those?"

"Apparently a 3 star general."

"You're making me nervous. Let me carve."

"You had your chance, Smallville. It's Halloween and no Jack-o-lantern on the Kent property. I had to go out to your pumpkin patch and pick it. The vine pricked my fingers I might add. I deserve to do the fun part of this."

"Just be careful," he said, and he turned around to wash his hands in the kitchen sink.

Lois pulled out a handful of slimy pumpkin guts and seeds. Before Clark knew what was happening, she had pulled the back of his shirt open and dropped it down his back.

He didn't get angry but proceeded to shake it out of his shirt. "I should have seen that coming," he said.

"Did it make you sticky?" she asked with a grin.

"Yes. Thanks to you, I'm going to have to take a shower before I go to bed."

"What are you doing for Halloween? Your mom is gone away on business and you have the house to yourself," Lois said, as she finished cleaning out the pumpkin.

"Nothing really. I'm going to watch a Twilight Zone marathon."

"Are you serious? The Twilight Zone is not scary. It's creepy at best. You have to be afraid to fall asleep on Halloween or it's not good enough."

"I like to sleep."

Lois had picked up the knife again and was expertly carving out a face. "Whimp."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to a new club in Metropolis. I thought about staying in Smallville, but as much as I like a good scare, I didn't want to deal with real witches, vampires, and ghosts. I get enough of that when it's not Halloween."

"What new club?"

"It's called the Halloween Club. You have to dress in a costume. Tonight is the first night it's open, but it'll be open year round. It might be pretty good or it might be corny. I don't know yet."

"What are you going to dress up as?"

"Maid Marion. I wasn't going to buy another costume so close together just because I wore it to Lex's charity ball."

"I assume that means you're going with Oliver Queen?"

"He is my boyfriend. You want to know a secret? It's not really a Maid Marion costume. I saw it in a catalogue, and it's really a Juliet costume. I wonder if Oliver knew that when he bought it?"

"That's kind of funny if you think about it. On the surface you two look like the perfect couple, but you're mismatched."

"Are you trying to imply something? Ollie and I are a perfect couple. What do you think of my Jack-o-lantern? Scary?"

"It's pretty good." He studied it for a few seconds. "Is that supposed to be Lex?"

"You noticed. I'm a pumpkin artist. Isn't it great? Can you think of anything scarier than our favorite bald billionaire?"

"What if other people see that and know who it is?"

"I'm counting on it. Do you have a flashlight I can put in it? I would use a candle but the house would probably burn down, and it's been repaired and rebuilt too much as it is."

Clark pulled a flashlight out of the drawer and gave it to her. She put it in and admired it. Then she gave it to Clark and told him to put it on the porch as she started to head toward the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm getting ready to go. I'll have to drive straight to Metropolis from here, so I brought my costume to change in to."

When she came downstairs, she saw Clark sitting on the couch and watching his marathon. The episode appeared to have an alien in it, who was about to be dissected. He was so absorbed by it that he didn't hear her sneak up behind him. "Boo!" she shouted, as she grabbed him by his arm. He jumped up and turned around with terror on his face until he saw who it was.

Lois was laughing hard. "Boy, I wish you could have seen your face. Forget what I said earlier. Twilight Zone is just right for you. Happy Halloween, Clark," she said as she went out the door.

Clark sat back down, muttering under his breath.