All of the new challenge options seem fun.
So, I'm doing them all. (Or, at least, trying to.)
1. Carving Pumpkins
"Come on, Joseph! Use those so called muscles of yours!" Stella barked, her foot tapping impatiently as Joe heaved himself through the door, a large pumpkin in his arms. He glared.
"I'd like to see you lift this thing!"
"Kevin doesn't seem to be having any trouble." She said, cocking an eyebrow as Kevin strut up the sidewalk with ease, a pumpkin in his arms. He huffed, frowning. "But, I'm sure your pumpkin is heavier."
"It is!" He stomped his foot.
"Scuse me, Joe." Kevin said, standing behind him. Joe grumbled, stepping aside to let his brother in. "Need some help?" He asked, referring to Joseph's struggling.
"No." He snapped. "I'm fine."
"Okay, okay." Kevin backed off. "Yeesh."
"He was trying to be nice." Stella rolled her eyes.
"He was just showing off." He placed the pumpkin besides Kevin's, glaring as he walked past him and outside to get another one.
"And I suppose Nick – and Macy – are too?" Joe threw his arms above his head.
"I give up. I'm going upstairs." He turned on his heel.
"You're being such a baby." She said as he stomped his way all the way up.
"Where's he going?" Macy asked, standing beside the table that now contained 4 pumpkins.
"Upstairs. He's being stupid because you guys can hold the pumpkins and he can't."
"Well." Nick started. "He picked the heaviest one. He wanted to impress you." He shrugged slightly, closing the front door as the last pumpkin made it to the table.
"Really?" She beamed.
"Yep." Kevin grinned. "Maybe you should get him."
"Maybe I should." She smiled, sprinting up the stairs. She paused and called back to them, "Don't start without us!"
"Macy." Kevin began. "What are you making?" He asked, confused.
"A kitty!" She answered, grinning.
"A scary kitty?" He asked, head tilting.
"No." She shook her head. "Just a kitty."
"But, that's not scary." He blinked.
"I know it's not scary."
"Jack-o-Lanterns are supposed to be scary, though."
"Not all of them." Stella said, sitting across the table.
"But, Joe said-"
"Joe lied." Nick interrupted, not looking away from his carving.
"I did not!" Joe exclaimed. "All the cool jack-o-lanterns are scary. Who makes a stupid kitty pumpkin on Halloween, anyway?" He snorted.
"Uh, Joe?" Kevin squeaked.
"What?" He turned. Kevin pointed in Macy's direction. He looked over. Macy was glaring, and that carving knife was looking awfully dangerous right about now... "Macy...What are you doing?"
"My kitty pumpkin is stupid, is it?" She growled.
"Uh, no! I meant other kitty pumpkins! Yours is awesome!" He said, eyes slightly wide as he faked a laugh.
"You really think so?" She snapped back to bubbly Macy in a flash.
"Uh-huh." He nodded. The others burst out laughing at the terrified expression on his face. "It's not funny!" He whined. Macy, laughing hardest, leaned over and pecked his cheek. He grumbled to himself, stabbing out another chunk out of the pumpkin.
"I think we did a pretty good job." Stella smiled, hands on her hips as she inspected the Jack-o-Lanterns in front of her. A kitten, a ghost, a 'terrifying face,' a witch, and Jack Skellington. (Nick's – took him forever to finish it, too. It had to be perfect.)
"I like Nick's!" Macy said, smiling. He blushed slightly.
"Thanks."
"I like mine." Joe smirked.
"I thought it was supposed to be scary?" Stella asked.
"What?" He gaped. "It is scary!"
"How?" She squinted her eyes at it. "It just looks like a face."
"A scary face!"
"Not really, Joe." Kevin said.
"Whatever." He crossed his arms.
"I think it's kinda scary." Macy said. "I mean, if I were a kid, I'd be terrified."
"Really? I'll ask Frankie." He paused. "When they get back."
"No, don't. It'll scare him too bad. He won't be able to sleep." Macy bit her lip to suppress her smile. Nick snorted, covering his laugh.
"Yeah, you're right." He nodded. "Good thinking, Mace."
"Anytime." She flashed a crooked grin. Stella giggled beside her, earning an odd stare from Joe.
"Just remember something funny." She said, waving her hand. Joe dismissed it, turning back to the table to 'admire his work.' He ignored the laughs from the girls and thought they were just jealous. Yep, they had to be jealous. I mean, look how scary it-
Huh. It's not that scary, after all. He thought to himself, cheeks heating up. He decided not to mention his realization, though, and whistled innocently as he walked into the living room.
That was crap.
I thought the pumpkin one would be easy. DX
To the next one, I go. (I'm in a writing mood. ;D)