Trick or Treat
Authors Note: It's Halloween, and I figured 'What the Hell?'. This story takes place within my universe of stories.
Summery: Happy takes his wife's son trick or treating.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Halloween Night, 2007, Hell Cat's Clubhouse, Bakersfield, California 6:30 P.M.
"Papa!" yelled Brian as he ran up to his stepfather and gave him a big hug. Happy smiled as he grabbed the kid, and careful not to damage his costume, picked him up and started giving him a noggin nuggee.
"Great to see ya Kido. You ready to go Trick or Treating?" asked Happy as he let his stepson down. Sabrina Ann Lowman AKA Sonora, his wife since 2005 and the Sgt. At Arms for the mother charter of the Hell Cats Motorcycle Club, had asked him to take her 5 year old son trick or treating, and because he wanted to bond with him, he had agreed.
"You bet!" said Brian as he picked up his candy bag. Happy gave another hint of a smile as he studied his stepson's costume. It was a Grim Reaper costume that Happy himself had helped put together to make sure it looked fearsome.
"Then let's go." said Happy as he checked to make sure his FN-57 was cocked and in the small of his back. Though it was Halloween, and most of the MC's had called a truce on Halloween and Christmas because of the member's kids, his SEAL instincts that had been grilled into him had taught him never to go anywhere unarmed, or without a Kevlar vest on. Which was exactly what he had underneath his white t-shirt and cut.
Aside from the fact he had a reputation to uphold and that he wanted to be safe, he also knew that if anything happened to Brian while on his watch, Sonora would cut off his balls and shove them down his throat right before slitting it. She didn't get the right to wear the 'Head Hunter' patch that was on her cut for being a pushover.
Without another word between the two, they headed out on foot across the neighborhood.
3 hours later
"That's a lot of candy, Brian." said Happy as he proudly watched his son carry the bag of candy that they had collected from most of the neighborhood. It was filled to the brim with candy, and Happy knew that when he got Brian back home to Sonora, they were going to have fun sorting through all of it to make sure that it was all safe.
"Sure is, Papa!" replied Brian.
Happy then said, "Let's head home. It's getting late, and I don't want your mom to worry."
Just as he had spoke the words, a dozen eggs flew from behind them and hit both Happy and his son. As they did, Happy instinctively went to the ground with Brian on his knees, he reached from the small of his back for his gun when he saw the 19 year old culprits making off with Brian's candy bag, which had been dropped during the moment.
"Brian, stay here. I'll get your candy back." ordered Happy as he started off after the teenagers and as he caught up to them, he dived on top of the 2 and after he had punched both of them in the face twice, he took his sons bag back and after making sure it wasn't missing anything, he said, "You ever mess with me, or my kid again, I'll slit your throats. You punks understand?"
As the two nodded vigorously in fear for their lives, Happy then eyed the egg boxes they had been carrying and proceeded to dump them onto the two, smiling the whole time.
After he had dealt with the two, he went back to his son, and after seeing his boy grin from ear to ear, he knew that while every other day of the year, aside from 9/11 and Christmas, he was a cold blooded killer and enforcer for SAMTACO, he was also a family man now.
While it may not have been the most conventional, at least it was his.
Authors Note: Happy Halloween, everyone. God bless you all and please leave a review.
