The Doctor walked back up to the open door of the Tardis and sat down. This time he was wearing brown pants that came a bit past his knee with stockings underneath and a grey jacket.
"Let me guess," River said, "Someone from the 1500s?"
"Very close. I'm not just someone from the fourteenth century. I'm King Henry VIII!"
River smiled in amusement. "Nice choice."
"Did any people come?"
"There was a lady bug, a teacher, a skeleton, and Indiana Jones."
"I missed that many?" I wasn't gone that long."
"You were gone for twenty-five minutes."
"Well… Looking as good as I do takes it's time."
"I'm sure."
His smirk melted into a loving smile. "Come sit with me."
"It's a one-person chair."
"We can make room."
He motioned to his lap and she got up, left the candy on her chair, and moved over to her husband, sitting with him. He put his hand on her shoulder while she placed her head against his chest, sighing. They sat like that for a while until they heard another child walking up the short sidewalk-like path to the Tardis.
"Trick or treat!" he said excitedly.
"Well hello!" the Doctor said back, matching the excitement of the boy, no older than five, almost to a tee.
"You can take some candy from the bowl on the chair," River said, her arms around the Doctor's neck. "I like your costume."
He was dressed as a bear. "I like yours."
He looked at the Doctor, who, seeing the look of confusion on the boy's face, said, "I'm King Henry the VIII."
"Was his wife a witch, too?"
"Well, not technically, but he did accuse-"
"Doctor, you're doing it again," River said. Then, to the boy, "No, she wasn't. She was very nice, I met her."
"Cool!"
"It is!" the Doctor cried, and River rolled her eyes.
"Happy Halloween!" They said together as the young child walked away.
"Seriously? You're going to try and teach a five year old about the English monarchy?" River said to him.
"Why not? Besides, he had to be at least six." She laughed, and he put his arms around her, pulling her closer into a kiss. When they both leaned back they looked at each other for a few moments, and the Doctor sighed.
"I should probably go change into normal clothes now," he said.
"First of all, suspenders and a bowtie are not generally considered normal. Second, you just put that on. Besides, it fits you," River replied, grinning.
"My knees are cold. But thanks, I'll be sure to wear it more often." He got up and went to change, grinning.
He returned a little while later. Why it took him so long to get ready was beyond River, but she didn't say anything this time.
"We still have a lot of candy left."
"But there is one more person coming, look." The Doctor pointed at a small boy walking up the path to the Tardis.
"Trick or treat!"
"Why hello! What are you dressed as?" The boy was wearing a square piece of cardboard over him.
"I'm a box. A cardboard box." This made the Doctor and River smile. "What are you supposed to be?" he asked the Doctor. River started laughing hysterically.
"Me? I'm… I'm not wearing a costume. These are my normal clothes."
"Oh…" The word was drug out. "Well that's… interesting."
"It really is," River said.
The Doctor was quick to change the subject, but not before a playful frown directed toward his wife. "Here's your candy." He then proceeded to turn the big bowl upside down overtop of the boy's bag, dumping the entire thing inside.
"Uh… thanks." The boy just stared at his bag for a moment, mouth open in astonishment. Then he looked at the Doctor and River, gave a small smile and walked away, yelling to his mom on the street about the weird man in the blue box.
River looked at her husband, who looked back at her. They laughed, not being able to help it. He took the makeshift candy sign inside and sent the Tardis away, taking River's hand.
"That was fun."
"It was."
"Happy Halloween, then, until next year!" He smiled at her, and she smiled back.
Things always ended in a smile, when she was around.
