The moon was full, the skydeck was deserted, and it was October 31st, Halloween night. The ship was off the coast of Transylvania. Zack, Cody, Bailey, London, Marcus, Woody, Addison, and Maya were all on the upper deck. It was precisely eleven thirty and the air was very cold.
"Why did you call us all up here Zack?" Cody asked his brother. Zack was on one side of him while Bailey was on the other side. He put his arm around her to keep her warmer in the chilly air. They were all sitting in a circle.
"C'mon people, it's Halloween and we're on a boat, so we can't go trick or treating …" Zack explained.
"Yeah it's no fair, it means no eating candy till we throw up!" Woody complained.
"I already do that everyday!" Addison babbled.
"We're too old to be trick or treating, we should be playing sack full of a million dollars, or diamond hunting." London exclaimed.
"Anyway, the point is we should be trick or treating on Halloween." Zack repeated.
"So you don't call playing ding dong ditch trick or treating?" Bailey asked.
"Well I do that all the time, not a specific day and we don't have doorbells so people can tell who it is."
"Gasp! No doorbells? Stupid sea school!" London whined.
"Yeah, you've ding dong ditched all of us, but mostly me", Maya pointed out.
"Well –I like playing tricks on the new kids …" Zack fibbed. "You should've seen how many times I've ding dong ditched Marcus when he came on board."
"Don't be silly! You can't ding dong ditch me, I'm your room mate, and I'm with you seventy percent of the time you do it!" Marcus shook his head in disbelief.
"Anyway were gonna tell ghost stories!" Zack grinned.
"Dang it! I should've brought popcorn …" Woody whined.
"Thanks for being so enthusiastic Woodster, why don't you start?" Zack suggested.
"Okay," Woody answered casually, holding the flashlight in front of his face, causing a shadow to appear from his glasses. "Mine is called 'The Case of the Killer Taco'," Woody started.
Everyone groaned.
"Woody, for once would you not relate everything to food?" Cody asked.
"Don't you insult my pride!" Woody yelled at him, causing Cody to hold up his hands in defense.
"Anyway, superman once ate a taco, and it had poison in the sour cream. The symptoms were drowsiness, loss of appetite, and severe itching. It would, over time, cause death, and whomever he would touch would have the case. It was very contagious, and eventually tacos took over the human race." Woody ended his story.
"Wow …" Maya stated in an unimpressed tone.
"Yeah, wow …" Addison repeated.
"Those were the shortest words that girl ever said." Bailey whispered to Cody, who nodded in agreement.
In the distance everyone heard a wolf howl.
To be continued …