Right, sorry I haven't been on the site for so long. I've been busy with captaining the team (we're doing well) and in any case, as you might've noticed, "I'm Supposed to Like WHO!" got deleted. There's a link to it on my profile (I've uploaded it to freewebs). I will update it whenever I get the time, but I'm really trying to remain more active on fanfiction. So, send reviews/pairing requests to me by PMing me and specify that it's for that story. Otherwise I'll be going, "What the hell are they talking about?"

Anyway, I thought I'd start a new series of crack. These will be about holidays and will only be updated for important holidays. So here's the Halloween one.

Chapter 1: Halloween

"You know, who thought up this brilliant idea of letting a bunch of kids run around local neighborhoods dressed up as fridge boxes and Sarah Palins, with buckets and paper bags stuck over their heads, and giving them candy to get them on a sugar high?" Zane murmured to himself after the hellish night of trick-or-treating.

He'd gotten stuck with the psychos Jaden and Atticus, who were running around and displaying…censored images…and trying to sing "Kyle's Mom is a Bitch" about two feet away from some old lady who was on the verge of passing out. Syrus had stood paralyzed in front of a car until Alexis pulled him out of the way, Axel had insisted on taste testing every piece of candy they got for poison until Adrian sardonically pointed out that the wrappers would tell all, and Yusuke had stepped on his nerd glasses and become unconsolable. Then Mindy chipped her left toenail. Horror of horrors.

"Why the hell couldn't I go with the other group?" Zane cursed softly under his breath. The other group had mostly sane people, consisting of Aster, Sarina, Sartorius, Bastion, Hassleberry, Chazz, Jesse, and Chumley. And Blair. OK, then, maybe he didn't want a rabid fangirl following him around. Also, at least Jim and Jasmine hadn't done anything yet. Jasmine seemed a little more practical than Mindy, although nothing approaching Alexis's level. Jim had managed to keep that giant Shirley thing of his calm, and Zane hoped he didn't do that by giving her candy. Who knew what havoc a crocodile on a sugar high might wreak? He could see the front headlines tomorrow clearly in his head—"BIG NEWS! CROCODILE DEVOURS FIVE-YEAR-OLD!"

Then there was the sheer stupidity of the costumes. Jim hadn't had to dress up to be an explorer. The Kaiser himself was Gandalf, Syrus was Frodo (not too embarrassing), Atticus was a surfer dude with a bad hair day, Alexis was Dark Magician Girl, Jasmine and Mindy were the Tweedledum and Tweedledee, Yusuke was a nerd (now minus the glasses), Axel was a Marine Captain, Adrian "was pretending to be" a dog, and last but certainly not least, Jaden….was a dick. Zane had told everybody that Jaden was a hot dog bun because he didn't know how the people would react to the truth…

So now they were back at the Truesdales' house to trade and gloat over or whine over their spoils of war. Why did it always have to be him? Zane thought resignedly. He approached his little brother and touched him on the shoulder. "Hey."

Syrus yelped, still a little nervous about the car incident. He turned red and straightened his glasses, then muttered out, "Hey, big bro. What d'ya want?"

It pained Zane to say it, but he managed, "You're closer to Jaden than me, right?"

Syrus turned redder, if it was possible, and whispered, "Yeah."

"Can you please get him out of the house somehow?"

Syrus perked up and was about to agree with Zane when there was a loud explosion from the house.

"Shit!" Zane growled under his breath and raced off to the house, Syrus trying to keep up beside him and mostly not succeeding.

It was chaos inside the house. Streamers and wrappers everywhere, candy bits and pieces strewn randomly across the floor and the tables. Zane held up his arm lazily to shield Syrus from a falling box loaded with paper cups. The giant bowl that used to be filled with hot chocolate was now empty and looked like it had been licked clean. In fact, Zane didn't think that there was any sign of candy around the house now.

Through Zane's daze, the chorus of the other people inside the house's voices cut through loud and clear and made him groan.

"CHUMLEY!"

Right, hope I haven't lost my touch…Trick or treat safely and happy Halloween!