-1I want to thank all the reviewers of the first chapter, it made me feel so happy x3. And I wanted to update, but well I had testing and stuff/now schools started and I have a procrastinating problem. Sorry, ah here's the second chapter!

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The Next Day

Barrel yawned as he sat up rubbing his eyes. He had slept quite well last night, his first thought, oddly enough was, I wonder if Shock killed Lock. Standing quickly he went to his door, swinging it open quite fast. "Ah!" The young trick-or-treater jumped back in fright, slamming the door shut. He blinked a few times. Registering what had just happened. Slowly he opened the door once again. His green faced friend was standing there, her arms crossed and glaring, at whatever was in her view. That happened to be little Barrel.

"Is he back yet?" She uncrossed her arms and looked less hateful, more annoyed than anything. The boy shook his head, stopped and thought. "I don't know." he shrugged his shoulders glancing behind Shock. "I just got up. Have you tried his room?"

"His room? No I never thought of checking ther- Of course I tried his room!" Shock rolled her eyes, she wasn't a moron.

It was at that precise moment, when Barrel was just about to respond they heard the creaking of the cage on its way to the tree house. Shock couldn't help but smirk, "He's finally returned," Her voice sounded quite sinister as she walked away from Barrel's door.

The small skeleton boy stayed in his door way, a laugh escaped his lips as he listened to the Witch girl and Devil boy.

"S-Shock, why do you look so mad?"

"Mad? Oh I'm not mad little Lock, why would I be mad? Perhaps because oh what you did to my hat?" Her voice had such calmness to it that it was very eerie.

"Hat? I didn't do anything to your hat…" Lock sounded genuinely confused, Barrel guessed he had been rehearsing while he was away. "You sure you're not going insane? I wouldn't be surprised; you've always been in the deep end." Lock's laughter echoed throughout the tree house, but it was soon stopped by a thud.

"Why you!" Shock was now obviously infuriated. There were quite a few rather painful sounding thuds, smacking sounds. To put it simply it sounded as if Lock would be hurting for awhile.

"Ow! You didn't have to do that!" Shock passed Barrel's door, looking rather pleased with herself. This just got him wondering what she had done to the unfortunate boy. After a second, or perhaps it was two, he quickly made his way to where the others had been.

Lock lay on the ground, his head propped up against a wall, hands holding his nose. He opened one yellow eye and looked at his younger friend. The strangest thing was Lock's hair wasn't in the shape of horns, instead it was loose, messy, and so odd looking Barrel couldn't help but laughs. Lock scowled beneath his hand, quickly standing and rubbing his face, which seemed to be covered in indents and red marks. "What are you looking at?" He asked still rubbing his nose.

"Nothing, except you look like the mayor would if he wasn't elected." Barrel laughed holding his stomach. He glanced at Lock again, only to see a large purple bruise forming on the pale boy's nose. Lock stomped off a hand over his nose again. "I've always wondered how Lock keeps his hair that way…" Barrel thought aloud to himself, after finishing his fit of laughter, while rubbing his sides. With that the green haired boy went off to his room to find something to do.

Lock slammed his door shut, what was Shock's problem? What had possessed her to just come up mess up his hair on top of that, thanks to her, he his face was completely 'destroyed.' It didn't make any sense! Well in Halloween town few things did make sense, what with talking skeletons, dead trick-or-treaters, and a malicious sack person.

Shock smirked as she tinkered with a few demented looking dolls within her room, one of them was actually saved from the little Christmas episode, Santa had given it back to the town once it had been replace. The green skinned child really couldn't believe it, why wouldn't someone want such an adorable moving doll?! The large headed, red lipped doll was currently hovering about the room, its coattails waving back and forth as it moved. She stared at it, wondering what there was to do… Since Lock was taken care of, it was just one of those days that there seemed to be nothing to do. For a brief moment, the girl could have sword that the doll smiled wider, even sinisterly. Must have been her imagination.

"Soon little devil," a small voice echoed in Lock's head as he silently ranted about what his friend with a rhyming name had done, he didn't dwell on wondering what the voice had said, for it could be anything at all. Though something did catch his… Ear. A small scratching sound coming from the far wall. The only reason this interested him, was there was no room on that side. "Probably a bat," He muttered standing and pressing his ear to the wall. Curious of course. Though oddly the sound stopped.

While Lock was ranting and hearing noises, and while Shock was watching/playing with her dolls, the boy with oddly shaped feet was content on licking his lolly, his mind wandering to various things, when a small creature, no bigger than a squirrel appeared in the corner, and like said animal, it seemed very jittery. Its head was black and was diamond shaped, while its body seemed that of a squirrel sized dog, its skin had a similar design to that of his costumes. Black with white bones visible. The skeleton boy stared; he hadn't seen this kind of creature before. He inched towards it, not wishing to scare the thing. As the boy got closer the creature suddenly spoke in a raspy whisper, "Your friend has a secret… Has a secret…" Its large gray eyes stared at Barrel, and nothing else. "A secret…" It repeated once more. The trick-or-treater opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off, "Will you find it out before it's too late? Will you let the secret be known?" The creature paused, and then added in such a quiet voice, Barrel had to strain his ears to hear "You'd better…" With that the creature vanished as quickly as it had come.

Barrel stared at the spot, a secret? He frowned, sure they were all friends and 'shared' most of their secrets, but some were kept to themselves. But none could be that bad could they?

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x-x From how cruddy this chapter is you may notice I struggled a bit, second chapters are always hard… Again thanks for the review, they made me feel good about the first chapter! D You peoples are awesome! P.s. Sorry for taking forever and it's a bit short I think…