Happy Halloween! (Or whenever it is you're reading this). This is the only A/N I'll do so it'll be a bit long. I wrote this over a couple days when I was bored and inspired (a good mix). It should all come out over a few days for your reading pleasure.

This book is only being published because I was having trouble finding a good Darkiplier/ Antisepticeye fanfic, and did the whole 'I'll write what I want to read' thing. So read and enjoy!

Also, please tell me what you think of the ending, and if it messes with your head at all :)

XOXOXO -Improbable Dreamer

Click.

"Oh, god, this can't be real, this isn't real."

Your eyes swivel madly around the room, and yet your surroundings don't make any feasible sense to you.

"Jack, you sonovabitch, how could you do this?"

He swore that he wasn't celebrating Halloween this year; it's actually one of the points in your 'roommate agreements'.

6) No Halloween parties

7) No Dim Sims near the fan

In this moment, Jack decides to stick his head around from the kitchen with a sheepish grin.

"I know, I know," He holds up his hands in surrender, making his way over to you. "But I swear, I can show yeh how great Halloween can be. It's really fun."

You roll your eyes, but something about his hopeful grin, messy emerald hair, and clear blue eyes eases your discomfort.

Halloween has been a point of argument for the two of you for as long as you have been living together, which is 3 years this year. Jack loves Halloween, he loves dressing up the apartment with fake cobwebs and blood stains, he loves baking Halloween-themed snacks and putting together the perfect costume. Unfortunately, you hate Halloween. As a kid, Halloween was never a big holiday for you, it seemed silly, and now with Jack's horrid creation of a 'game'; you certainly weren't looking forward to it.

"I'm so pumped fer the 'trickathon'." Jack enthusiastically punches a fist into the air. "This year, Mark is definitely getting ripped to shreds."

"Whatever." Your eyes are rolling again, and you expect that they will continue to do so for most of the night; you are just in one of those moods.

The 'trickathon' was one of Jack's creations for Halloween parties with his best friend Mark. They had the entire night to scare each other as much as possible and take score;

1 point for a jolt

2 points for a sound of surprise

3 points for a full body jump

4 points for a scream

Jack had even included a final category that no one had managed to score yet; 10 points for solid tears.

For some reason, Jack was determined to not only beat Mark, but to score a full 10 points at least once. The winner got a coupon for free pizza, but Jack said that the sweet taste of victory would be better than any pizza.

"C'mon." Jack has your hands in his, and he gazes pleadingly into your eyes. "Join us this year, find an awesome costume. I promise yeh it'll be fun."

You want to say no, but something about the way your friend is looking at you renders your thoughts in a different direction entirely.

"Ugh, fine." You wave a hand in aggravation, and the smile that falls over Jack's face is almost worth it.

Almost.