It's Halloween! In fact, this travels back in time to the first Halloween the Warner's and the Nolan's spent together. And the toons are joining the Nolans on their trick or treating endeavour. Set a few months after the first Reality Check.

*Yakko's POV*

It was a dark and stormy night where the wind howled and the full moon lurked coldly behind the fog…

Hey how about that for an opening line, I'm getting good at this spooky stuff! Well, after all the experience I've had in surprises and scares I think I have a right to. And don't forget kids, this is Burbank so the only pathetic fallacy we get around here is when we're around irritably warm elders. Ah but who cares, tonight was our night! And for the record, it was a pretty dry evening so hit the road clichés!

"Ready sibs!"

Dot grinned, "I got the costumes!"

"I got the treats!" Wakko announced.

"And we've all got the tricks." I nodded.

Sister-sib pulled down a map of the area and looked at it curiously, "So what's next on the hit-list?"

"Well we've spooked Scratchy, nightmared Nurse, poltergeisted Plotz and bobbed for apples with Miss. Lavigne." I scratched my chin in thought, "It's been a busy run for sure…"

Wakko pointed at the streets near the south, "We're avoiding this place for sure, the last year they gave out the sugar free candy." He poked his tongue out and shook his head.

"What did you care, you still ate it all." Dot quipped.

"It was still candy, even bad candy is candy."

"We wouldn't know…"

"Should have grabbed them quicker."

"Okay!" I interrupted, throwing my arms up, "Quit it or we're not going anywhere!"

Jeez you would of thought I'd upright flattened them with a mallet. They froze in mid argument and turned to look at me in the same way Kristen Stewart looks at a camera; gawk eyed and slack jawed. Heck they took this little charade one further by wrapping their arms around each other and trembling. What can I say? We're performers till the end!

"Y-you don't m-mean that, r-right?" Wakko stammered.

Dot pulled on the cute-attack, "P-Pweese say you're not serious?"

"Uuuuuuhhhhhhh….." Nope, I wasn't giving into that so easy. Mainly because it was part of my act. I winked and caught them under each arm in a double-noogie, "Okay, you persuaded me! Besides without the trio together how're we gonna get more candy triple time?" They grinned and tried to escape me, but I tugged them back again with an arch of an eyebrow, "Plus, I know a great first stop…"

*Talia's POV*

"I never understood this holiday." Rita rolled her eyes from the windowsill, "Kids dress like a bunch of yutz' and play beggar for the night. What's the big deal?"

I finished pouring a bag of treats into a bowl by the front door and shrugged, "It's fun for the kids, and plus it saves me some money on the food budget it I've got other people giving out the sweets."

Suddenly Runt came bounding into the room with springy plastic bumble-bee antennae swaying on his head, "I gots 'em this time! Definitely, definitely got' em!"

Rita and I exchanged a sceptical look. "Need a hand?" I offered him.

"Nah leave him," the feline answered, "This'll be entertaining for a while."

Not really able to argue with her, I figured that it was about time I finished getting my siblings ready for trick or treating later. I'd tried to be as 'in the mood' as possible for their sake, but lately things were getting a little hard to handle. My eyes caught the imprint on my wrist and I winced. Just enjoy yourself, Talia, you've kept it quiet this long, just enjoy yourself…

The house hadn't really been decorated much, just a few fake cobwebs and spiders here and there, the jack-o-lanterns were placed in the front window and out on the front porch and we'd strung up a couple of fake skeletons and bats from the drainpipe and over the front door. I liked Halloween, but decorations were a little pricy lately. Not that I was going to stop Flynn and Poppy's costumes from looking good though. Sure, Flynn was getting to a point where he didn't feel like dressing up and making the most of it, but even he could appreciate the novelty of getting free candy.

Poppy was already awaiting me at the top of the stairs, "Can we go yet?"

I couldn't help but smile at her excitability, "Soon, let's get you ready first."

Rushing into her room and forcing a pair of red devil horns onto her head, she giggled, "Devil-tastic!"

Admittedly, it was a pretty basic costume, but it looked good. Being six, this was only her second year trick or treating where she wouldn't be on a child-harness to stop her running off. Last year was, well, a challenge. Flynn wanted to go one way, she wanted to go the other, I just wanted to go home. But at least now she was old enough to understand a little give and take. I removed the horns from her head and changed her into a pair of red and black stripped leggings and sparkly red pumps. A thick mass of netting, mesh and silk acted as a tutu-skirt and was accompanied by a long-sleeved red shirt. Her auburn hair was hoisted up into bunches at the top of her head and the horns replaced. On rear of the skirt I pinned a forked tail and I used some body paint to make her face red and added a flame effect on her eyelids, then added some more on the back of her hands; finishing with painting her nails red. I handed her a plastic pitchfork and she admired herself in the mirror with a wicked grin.

"I wish everyday could be a dress-up day."

"If it was then it wouldn't be much fun." I pointed out.

"Not if you had a different thing to dress up as each time."

"If you say so." I chuckled, swooping down and tickling her and resulting in a shriek of laughter. My attention turned to the hallway where my voice raised in hopes of getting someone's attention, "Flynn! Do you need any face-paint?"

There was a pause, "Uh… yeah, I guess; thanks."

We made our way into his bedroom where he'd just finished getting ready. Like I said, he didn't really feel like making a big fuss, so he'd settled on tearing up a pair of old jeans and a jacket and splattering it with fake blood. He'd picked up some sticks and leafs from outside and used hair-gel to stick them into his deliberately messed up hair to create an undead zombie look. I held up the face-paint box for him to see.

"Take your pick." I smiled.

In the end, he just asked me to make his face a shade of grey with some red blood marks here and there, adding black under his eyes and cheekbones to make his face sullen and beaten up. Considering how basic it was, he did look pretty good, "Thanks." He muttered, "Think we'll get any good houses this year?"

"Maybe, this is our first Halloween here so for now it's just trial and error. But we'll remember the good ones for next year. That's what me and my friends used to do in school." I admitted, remembering back when my school friends actually wanted to be seen with me. I shook the memory away and looked at my brother questioningly, "That's a thought, how come you didn't want to meet up with your friends this year?"

He ducked his head, pretending to adjust some leafs in his hair, "They, uh, never mind." His eyes caught mine and I gave him a look that let him knew I wasn't giving in so easy. He shrugged, "They're not going this year…"

"But you still want to come with us?" I asked, a little taken back.

"Well I didn't know last year would be my last trick or treating so, you know…"

I gave him a playful shove, "I get it, we'll try not to cramp your style too much."

Poppy started bouncing on the spot, "Can we go now?"

My answer was cut off by a knock at the door. I sighed, "Let's get rid of the tick-or-treaters first and then we can go."

Not wanting to seem like a Halloween Scrooge, I grabbed a large black witches had with a violet ribbon around the base which pretty much matched my black jeans and black and purple stripped T-shirt anyway. Earlier in the day I'd been practicing the face-paints and had drawn a spider-web in the corner of my left eye for fun. Again, it wasn't much, but it was in the theme of things. I rushed down the stairs to answer the door. But before the door had even fully opened, I found myself knocked backwards onto the floor and looking up at three familiar faces…

"It's Halloween and we're on the scene! Gonna fill up on candy till we turn green! On Halloween who needs protein? It's Halloween!"

They ended their chant in a pose where Yakko was down on one knee, his brother on his shoulders and Dot at the top of their totem pole, arms out and cheeky grins on their faces. Turns out they were in costume too. Yakko was wearing a black suit with a red shirt, a black cape with red underside tied around his neck with a red gem buckle. A pair of pointed fangs produced over his bottom lip. Wakko was wearing a black all-in-one costume with white bones along the arms and legs, a spine and rib-cage across the torso. There was even a little white strip over his tail leading to the spine print. Dot was clad in a pink tutu and vest-top covered in sparkles, a pair of glittering wings poking out from behind her. The yellow flower that held her ears together was replaced with a small crown and she held a wand in hand.

"Trick or teat!" they chanted.

It suddenly hit me that the front door was wide open and a few people were glancing over out of interest. Panic bubbled and I managed to kick the door closed with my foot before jumping to my feet, "Are you insane? You can't go wondering around in public, what if people see you?"

"Relax, kid, it's Halloween!" Dot rolled her eyes.

"And besides, we're in disguise." Yakko added, pulling the cape around his face in the classic 'stalking vampire' style.

Rita, who had been watching from the living room shrugged passively, "They got you there, girlie. When the whole towns dressed to depress, no one's looking at them."

That definitely was a good point. Everyone was dressed up in costumes and such, even if the Warner's weren't in fancy-dress they would still look out of place enough to pass for a Halloween gimmick. Taking a moment, I allowed myself a ghost of a smile. Pardon the pun…

"Okay, fair enough." I shrugged in defeat and held out the bowl of candy towards them.

They each took a handful, Dot smacking Wakko's hand when he went to take another. She eyed me head to toe, "So where's your costume?"

I cringed, "I don't really dress up. The hat's enough for me."

They rolled their eyes. Wakko tilted his head, "But you still go candy-hunting, right? You can't have Halloween without that!"

To reassure him I tousled his cap, "Very true. Flynn and Poppy have just finished getting ready." I turned my head to call up the stairs, "Guys, look who's here!"

Within seconds, my siblings hand made their way down to join us. Flynn traced the three in their costumes and rolled his eyes, probably thinking the same thing I did that they didn't really need costumes at this time of year. Poppy however was ecstatic. The 'skeleton' grinned and nodded in approval.

"Not bad!"

"So, Little Red is living up to her name? Think you may have caught the sun a little there."

Dot smirked and pointed her wand out, "Not bad, but cute fairy wins ever time."

Poppy shook her head and matched the toon by pointing out her pitchfork and prodding the wand, "Nuh-uh, cute devil wins."

"Oh is that a fact?" she challenged playfully, but knowing Dot that wouldn't last long in this particular subject."

"Yes."

Sensing that this would most likely go on forever, Flynn cleared his through, "Are we going soon?"

"Yeah, right now actually." I smiled gratefully, turning to the toons, "I take it you're coming with us?"

Yakko folded his arms cunningly, "Please kiddo, you're newbies on the block when it comes to trick-or-treating; it's you guys who are coming with us."

I arched an eyebrow, "Let me guess? You've got a big trip full of pranks lined up?"

"Why, kiddo, we're insulted! We so that stuff anyway, Halloween's our relaxation day."

Why did that sound so threatening? I didn't believe him for a second. But by the looks of things, we weren't in a position to argue and frankly, didn't really want to. I repeated my offer for Rita and Runt to join us, but Rita declined on both of their behalf, claiming it wasn't worth the hype. But it looked like our trek was going to be delayed further anyway.

Flynn had opened the front door again and stood outside in wait for us. Suddenly, his head snapped to the side and he gave a look of bemusement. Out of curiosity, the Warner's and Poppy peered out into the warm evening air to see what had caused the reaction. Suddenly, Poppy was waving enthusiastically down the street. Okay, I'll bite, what's going on? I stepped out onto the porch and looked at what, or rather who, was coming towards us. Again, if anyone was to look at them, they would have just seen an elder and youngster in costume. Very good costumes.

"Happy Halloween, Aunt Slappy!" Poppy grinned, and turned to the younger visitor, "Hi Skippy!"

Skippy wore a long white trench-coat with a large purple hat that covered his eyes so much that eye-holes had to be cut out for him to see. The get-up looked kind of familiar… Oh, Secret Squirrel, very clever. Slappy of course didn't bother with a disguise, she had the annoyed critter look just fine.

"Yeah-yeah, Halloween this and Halloween that! Jeez, we get it!" she nodded at us in acknowledgment, "How it going, kid?"

Flynn gave a polite shrug while I smirked, "Not a fan of the holiday?"

She folded her arms, "Same thing every year just like an Eddie Murphy movie. But nephew here likes it so what can you do?"

As always, I couldn't really argue with her. But still I never said I didn't like the holiday, but obviously she did. My eyes caught sight of the Warner's, each giving me a knowing grin. Was I really that predictable? Yes, apparently I was…

"Skippy can come with us if you want to have a break?" I offered, "Rita and Runt are staying in tonight too."

She arched an eyebrow, "You sure? Looks like you got the whole parade to handle."

Giving a weak smile, I rolled my eyes, "What can I say? I've handled worse."

*Poppy's POV*

This was great! My bag getting so full it was getting too heavy to carry! Hmm, from what I can see, me and Dot have the same amount, so who was winning? Cute fairy or cute devil? Oh well, it stills looks like we've got enough candy to last till Christmas. And then after that I'll have enough to last till my birthday! Best Halloween ever! We should have moved here ages ago, the people give out some good stuff. No tricks yet though which was good, I guess.

Talia adjusted her witch's hat and looked at her watch. Oh no, I hate when adults do that! "I think it's time to head home now, guys."

We all groaned. Wakko held out his candy-bag, "But my sack's not as full as everyone else's!"

"Mwah!" Yakko blew a kiss, "Goodnight everybody!"

I nudged Wakko jokingly, "Maybe you've have more if you didn't eat most of it while walking!"

Skippy chuckled and then looked around, "How about that house for the last one?"

Flynn did that moody eye rolling thing, "That's our house…"

Wow, had we really gone around in a circle already? We must have, I was getting really warm from all the walking, or at least my face was. Talia smirked, "Tell you what. We'll get inside and put on a movie or something?"

"A scary movie?" I asked, not sure if that would be a good thing or not, but it was a little exciting.

Looks like Talia didn't know if it was good or not too, "Uh…"

Yakko put an arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, I'll be right here if you get scared."

Dot folded her arms, "Oh dry up, how 90's can you get?"

I would laugh, but my face was starting to itch. Wakko looked at me in confusion, "You okay, Pops?"

Flynn took a closer look and pressed his hand gently on my cheek, "You're pretty warm."

I didn't want to go home just yet, "I'm fine!"

"Course she is!" Yakko nodded and flicked my devil horns, "Little Red's styling the hot-stuff as part of her act."

"Sure," Talia muttered sarcastically, but she was taking a look at me too, "Yeah I think we should get home just in case."

I folded my arms, Dot and Wakko doing the same and when we spoke it was the same time, "No fair…"

But it didn't really change anything. We were already heading back. Well, at least we knew the good houses for next year. And we could get to see more! We all made our way across the road back into the house where Slappy was snoring on the sofa. Skippy rushed over and jumped on her lap, making her snort and jump awake.

"Get off of my yard, you hoodlum!" she blinked and looked around, "Oh, well that was fast. You get the goods?"

Skippy nodded, "Yep, and I didn't have to use dynamite or nothing!"

"Waste of trip then…"

Dot grabbed the TV remote and started pressing buttons at random, "So where's the movies? Oh maybe 'Signs' is on; Mel Gibson does a good horror."

"Must be the acting." Yakko commented.

Flynn shook his head, "It's really not a good movie; I mean the aliens can't even open a door!"

"Agreed." Talia nodded, but then jumped. Oh, Flynn was in trouble now! "Hang on, that's a PG-13, where have you watched that?"

The Warner's smirked at him. Flynn just shrugged, "Nowhere…"

*Talia's POV*

Oh this was not over by a long shot. But I was so tired, that I was willing to let it go until tomorrow. Overall, I had to admit that it had been a pretty fun night. The toons had kept their antics to a minimum and just gone along with the fun of it with the rest of us. Even if I did find one or two rubber spiders in my pockets during the trip. Now I just had to wait until April fools Day to get them back. I paused; oh no, April Fools Day was going to be a nightmare!

"Talia, my face is all weird." Poppy mumbled.

Dot tilted her head, "You do know you're wearing make-up, right?"

I rolled my eyes and fetched a damp cloth from the kitchen, "Come here, let's take that stuff off."

But the moment I'd removed a single patch of the stuff, Slappy widened her eyes in shock, "Jeez, you looked better with that muck on!"

Yakko wasn't helping, "Whoa, if Little Red was living up to the name before, she's outdoing herself again!"

They had a very good point. All of them. In fact, the red face-paint I was scrubbing off looked paler than her completion right now. Her skin looked a little raw and I could see that her fingers were twitching with trying not to scratch at it. I noticed the box of paints still on the table and snatched it up, scanning the name of the brand.

"Well," I sighed with a half smile, "At least we know for next year what paint you're allergic to…"

A/N:

That last part is from a real life experience by both me and my own little sister, it wasn't fun… The song the Warner's sang was from 'Scare Happy Slappy'. Thanks for all the reviews before everyone!

Mwah! Happy Halloween Everybody! XD