Ten Moments with Ash and Mary-Lynette

Disclaimer: I don't won Night World.

REWRITTEN.

'Costume Party'

When: October 31th, 7:00 PM

Where: Briar Creek's High School

Ash groaned. Mare wanted him to come with her to her high school party—of all the parties that they could celebrate—it just had to be a costume party. He groaned again. Just thinking about it makes him want to…groan. Again.

"Maaaare! Do I really have to come?"

"If you love me, then yes," Mare said before glancing up at Ash.

"You know that I love you and you know that I love parties but—I definitely dislike costume parties! So can I please, please, please not come? " Ash pouted.

She laughed and muffled his hair, "You're so cute when you beg for things!"

"I'm not begging! Ash Redfern never begs!"

"Well, he is now," Mare smiled and pinched his cheeks.

"Jeez, woman," Ash muttered as he took her hands off of his face.

Her smile got wider when a knock erupted from Ash's door.

"Come in!" She yelled.

Ash glared at her and said, "This is my room. Not yours."

"You—" Mare pinched his cheeks again, "—are so childish, right now."

"And don't forget handsome," He grinned and took her hands off of his face—again

"No. Not handsome. Adorable is the word for you," She cooed, teasingly, at Ash.

His grin turned into a frown and she chuckled softly. A sudden cough tore their attention away from each other.

"Hey Quinn, Rashel," His grin returned to his lips as he nodded to the newcomers in his room.

Mary-Lynette gave them a toothy smile, "Hi guys."

"Hey," Quinn and Rashel said together.

Ash stood up and winked at Mare, "See you later."

Mary-Lynette nodded and pulled Rashel to sit beside her.

"Bye Quinn," Rashel said.

Quinn nodded and headed out of the door, with Ash walking quietly behind him. Probably thinking of a plan to talk his way out of this.

Once the door was closed, the two girls waited for the footsteps of their men to fade away, and finally—

"Oh Goddess! You forced him to go too?" Mary-Lynette squealed.

"Yes! How could I pass this chance up! I really want to see him in a costume!" Rashel squealed beside her.

"Same here!" Mare squealed, "I mean, I want to see Ash in a costume."

Rashel laughed, "I know."

"Well…Now that our boys are coming with us, how—do you think—can we kill their time?" Mare asked, looking at her friend questioningly.

Rashel wore a mischievous smile on her face, "How about we…"

Ash was beyond surprised. He was stunned. Quinn—his best friend—had also been forced to go to that stupid costume party. By Rashel. That sly kitty cat. Evil.

"Dude! Why'd you agree! I was supposed to use you as an alibi!" Ash exclaimed and flailed his arms in the air.

"Sorry man…but she told me that I'll have a reward if I go," Quinn said, apologetically.

"Oh Goddess," Ash muttered and banged his head to the nearest wall…or to the nearest solid thing—which is the post.

"She used those seductive tones…You know, the ones that we guys can't—couldn't—resist," Quinn sighed.

"That's not 'forcing', Quinn. It's called 'seducing'," Ash said.

"Well…we can't back out now."

Both males sighed. Another idea popped itself into Ash's head.

"The ugliest costume wouldn't make us look ugly." Ash smirked, breaking the silence.

"It could either make us handsome or handsome-r," Quinn added, smugly.

"More like irresistible," Ash corrected.

Quinn laughed.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"Yes. Though I could just read your mind if I'm wrong," Quinn said.

Ash chuckled, darkly and said, "I'm pretty sure that you do know what I'm thinking. Or planning anyway."

"Of course, I do. We are best friends, aren't we?" Quinn grinned.

"And we think alike," Ash grinned as well.

They smirked and nodded at each other. Continuing to walk on the path that they believe is the way to the nearest costume store…

"Like it?" Rashel asked.

"Absolutely. I bet Quinn would fall down on his knees and beg for you all night long," Mare laughed at her friend's blushing face.

"You hang around Ash too much. Now he had influence on you," Rashel shook her head in playful disappointment.

Mare laughed, "Quinn had his effects on you, too!"

"Then, they both had their influence on us," Rashel giggled.

Mare nodded, "If the girls from my school would just drool over my—I mean our—soulmates, then I'm going to drag Ash by the ear and scold him for being so damn gorgeous!"

They stared at each other before exploding with laughter.

"I'd do same with Quinn if that happens!" Rashel agreed while fixing her costume.

Mare smiled and looked at the clock, "We only got…approximately, one hour left before the guys get back here."

"Let's do this—double time!" Rashel said as she raised her fist in the air .

"Yeah!" Mare agreed with a huge smile on her face.

"What are you doing?" Quinn asked, from behind Ash.

"I'm trying to make myself look ugly."

"Why?"

"Because Mare would probably go berserk if I go to the costume party with my handsome face. And hair." Ash said, still messing with his blonde hair.

"Why?"

"Because, I don't have any bad angle on my face. And the previous reason is a major reason, as well," Ash said when he turned around from the mirror.

Quinn stifled his laughter by biting his lips.

His blonde friend sighed, "Why was I cursed with this drop-dead-gorgeous looks?"

Quinn is having a major coughing fit which is obviously the 'disguise-your-laugh-by-coughing' move.

Ash shrugged, "I can't do anything about that."

Quinn grinned.

The vampire males arrived at the Redfern's current residence—Mrs. B's farm.

"Come on, girls! There's only a few minutes left before the party starts!" Ash yelled once he and Quinn walked through the front door.

They heard soft giggling and some shuffling of footsteps, a moment later.

"Okay!" Mare yelled from the inside of Ash's room.

The door creaked open, then suddenly, everything was in slow motion for Ash. Mary-Lynette was walking down the stairs, graceful as ever—like she was a vampire herself. She smiled down at Ash, with her long curly locks of brunette hair falling down from her bare shoulders. Mare was wearing an olive green, off the shoulder dress, that ended just a few inches below her knees. The dress had a mahogany brown, three fourth sleeve for her arms. Her hair was flowing freely, with a fragrant flower wreath on her head. She was wearing ballet flats colored reddish pink. All in all, the simple costume surely knocked Ash off of his feet.

"Hey," Mary-Lynette greeted and pecked him softly on the lips.

Ash smirked, "Mother Nature?"

"Thought you'd never guess," Mare teased.

On the other hand, Mare was impressed that he—Ash Redfern—had took his vulnerable time and made it worth it. He was wearing a vampire costume. That almost made Mare laugh. But…he was very handsome in his costume though. Obviously, them—humans—never seen a real vampire so they tailored the vampire costumes with capes. And that's what Ash's wearing. A black cape. Matched with his black shirt that has dark gray, three fourth sleeve for his arms. And with his black, ripped jeans. And his hair—oh, his hair!—it's all messed up like a…a, you know, it's the kind what we—girls—like when it comes to the bad boy looks. Delicious. And a very modern vampire indeed.

Mare giggled, "You're a vampire."

Ash smirked, "Yup. Though it doesn't really look good, does it?"

In Mare's mind she's saying, Oh, it's more than good…it's HOT with a capital H, but what came out of her was a nervous giggle.

Ash chuckled.

Quinn and Rashel seem that they're both in their own world.

"We better go," Mare said after she cleared her throat.

The two lovey-dovey can't keep their hands to themselves. Wow.

Mare grinned and winked at Rashel which, in return, blushed and hid her head on Quinn's shoulder.

They laughed and thought;

This'll be a fun night.