Chapter 2 is here! It's a bit short, I guess.

Lilo & Stitch and Mr. Midnigth belongs to their respective owner.


Stitch's POV

Fast forward to the night of 31 October!

Thanks to Nani, our living room looked as though some Halloween ghost was living in it. Orange and black steamers hung everywhere. A big pumpkin sat on the middle of the dining table. It looked really scary, with two eyes and a grinning mouth carved into it. The tablecloth was an old white sheet covered with fake blood splotches. Even the Halloween goodies came in Halloween colors: the chicken wings were piled up on an orange plate, slices of pumpkin pizza were spread out on a black plate, and an orange-flavoured soft drink was served in black cups.

When my cousins arrived, we changed into the Halloween costumes that Nani had bought at the local novelty shop. The girls (Bonnie and Angel) slipped on their witch's robes and pointed hats, while Clyde and I donned wizard's cloaks and hats. I thought Clyde looked really frightening.

My wizard's hat fell into the bucket when I was bobbing for apples. Not that I cared. I was having a great time. I munched on candy apples until Nani gave me a warning look. "Don't eat too many of those, Stitch, otherwise you'll be playing trick or treat on the toilet!"

Then it was time to head off to the park around the corner. Some of our cousins were going to meet us there.

"Now remember," Nani told us, "you can't stay out too late. And don't make a nuisance of yourselves."

Outside in the street, evening was settling over the city. Light blinked on in windows, car headlights streamed past, and for a moment it felt just like any other night. Like, there were no ghosts running around, no dead souls wandering the Earth, nothing like that at all.

Clyde gripped my arm urgently. "Hey, there's someone coming, Stitch," he whispered. "I'm hungry. Why don't you ask her for a treat?"

I ran forward to stop the woman who looked as though she was hurrying home from work. When she saw me coming, she hesitated. In the streetlight, her nose was long and hooked, and her chin was pointed. Then her eyes narrowed, the way a witch's eyes might do.

"Trick or treat," I called.

She screamed. Then she grinned at me. "Only pretending." She dipped a hand into her purse and handed out small chocolate bars.

I looked at them warily. If she were a witch, they might contain poison!

"Enjoy," she said, waving good-bye.

We thanked her and hurried on to the big park that divided our suburb from the next.

I eyed my chocolate bar suspiciously. "Do you think it's safe to eat?"

Clyde gave a scoffing laugh. He peeled off the wrapper and stuffed his chocolate bar into his mouth.

"I don't know about all the dead souls," said Clyde, licking chocolate from his fingers. "but I'm having a great fun."

So was I.

How was I to know that it wouldn't last much longer...


Chapter 3 is tomorrow, I think! Please read and reviews!