A/N: If you're reading and/or reviewing any of my work I just want to say thank you, you're amazing, and I love you. I'm continuously in my head about giving up writing altogether, but then I remember you nice people exist and it's enough to dull the self-hatred. Appreciate that.

Prompt: Do you think maybe you can eventually do a prompt where it's Sam's first Halloween? And they dress him up in the cutest little outfit and he's matching with Lily and Grace.

Halloween

There was something eerie in the air. The house was quiet, which was unsettling to Lily, because it wasn't very often that her moms weren't chatting about their day or her baby brother wasn't smacking one of his very noisy musical toys or squalling out weird high pitched baby noises. And the worst offender was her twin sister. Lily was convinced that Grace was part Howler Monkey. She made noises that didn't sound human. And she had the manners of a primate, too.

Lily took two seconds to appreciate the silence, but then she started to over-think it. She didn't like it when her sister was quiet. It usually meant she was plotting something. She was deep in thought when a loud bang startled her out of her trance.

"Lily!" Grace rapped loudly at the door.

And there she was. She probably would have just barged in, but Lily had learned to lock her door after her first kiss had nearly been interrupted by her ham of a sibling a few weeks ago.

"Lily, come on! Let's go! Open up!" Grace pounded on her sister's door.

"No. I look stupid. I'm not doing this." Lily grumbled back. She stared at her reflection.

She had never been big on Halloween. She'd outgrown trick-or-treating a few years ago. Grace still loved to go. And her family was really big into dressing up together. Last year they'd gone as characters from Inside Out. The year before had been Game of Thrones. Her direwolf costume had been hot as hell. And here she was again, stuck in the fluffiest hottest costume of the bunch. It was because she was too nice. And she let everyone else pick first. Next year she was going to suggest The Little Mermaid and then call dibs on Ariel so all she would have to wear would be a seashell bra and a skirt. She'd make Grace wear the stupid crab costume. Sam would make a really cute Flounder. And her moms could rock Triton and Ursula.

"Li-ly!" Grace stretched her name into two syllables for emphasis.

"No. I'm citing irreconcilable differences. You see this as great. I do not."

"Lilian Piper!"

"Grace Estella!" Lily shot back mockingly.

"Peeease?" She heard a tiny high pitched voice that she'd never been able to turn down.

It was one of the few words Sam knew. Along with 'boob', 'Mama', 'no', 'sissy', 'go bye bye', and 'cool, dude'. The last one had been courtesy of Grace. She'd tried to get him to say 'bitchin' but her mothers did not approve.

Lily lowered her head and grumbled under her breath. She sighed and walked over to the door, unlocking it and coming face to face with Grace and her baby brother. Grace's face was painted silver and Sam was in his little puppy costume. He stared at her for half a minute, not recognizing her at first. When she softly smiled at him and said "hey, Sammy" he clapped his hands together in excitement and reached out for her, leaning out of Grace's arms.

"No fair using the kid against me." Lily scowled at her sister, who looked equally ridiculous in the bulky Tin Man costume she was wearing.

Sam looked adorable as Toto though. He reached up and touched the Cowardly Lion make-up on Lily's face, smudging it a little.

"It's his first Halloween. Don't you want it to be memorable?" Grace asked.

"He's a baby. He sucks on his toes and licks people's noses. He's not going to remember this."

"He will with proof." Grace opened up a tiny compartment in her oversized robot-looking costume and whipped out her phone, quickly snapping a picture of Lily and Sam.

"I hate you." Lily frowned.

"You look so adorable." She jokingly reached out and scratched the curly braided mane on top of Lily's head, jostling the red bow on the top.

Sam squealed and then giggled. He laid his head against Lily's fuzzy costume and stroked the material with his tiny little hands. He tugged at the bearded mane underneath her chin.

"Here. Take one with me and Sam." Grace held her phone out to Lily and reached for Sam.

Sam screamed when Grace tried to take him out of Lily's arms. He tightened his fist into the lion mane and started kicking his feet in protest.

"NO! My sissy!" Sam stuck his lip out and furrowed an angry brow at Grace.

He laid his head back against Lily's shoulder and brought his thumb up to his mouth. He held Grace's gaze. She took a step back, a little offended.

"But I thought I was your favorite sister, Sammy."

Sam just blinked and sucked his thumb. Lily had a smarmy look on his face.

"He likes you better than me." Grace pouted.

"I don't dress him up in ridiculous outfits." Lily shrugged.

"Girls? Are you ready yet?" They heard Alison call out from downstairs.

It was already dusk and they wanted to get out and around the neighborhood before it got dark. They knew they needed to start early because Sam had refused to take his nap earlier, so they knew he would tire out quickly.

"Coming!" Grace called enthusiastically. She bounded down the hallway.

Lily looked down at her brother. His black Toto costume covered his entire body. She pulled the hood up over his head, fiddling until she got it so the ears were straight on the top of his head.

"I'm only doing this because I love you, Sammy," Lily said. She shifted him on her hip and leaned towards his face. "Can I have a kiss for courage?" she puckered her lips.

Sam knew what that meant. He pushed his lips out and gave her a sticky baby kiss on her jaw. At the very end of it, he opened his mouth and his tongue fell out like a dog's tongue and he smiled, drooling all over her chin. Lily chuckled and wiped the drool away and then went to meet her family in the living room.

"There's my little Toto." Emily smiled when she saw Lily walking in with Sam.

Emily's long hair was split evenly into two ponytails tied off with two little blue bows, matching the checkered blue dress she was wearing. The outfit was tied together with sparkly red shoes and a wicker basket.

Initially, Emily had suggested Alison be Dorothy, but Alison thought it would be easier for Emily to just throw her hair in pigtails. She planned to go with the blondeness of her hair to be the most fabulous Scarecrow anyone had ever seen.

"Do we really have to do this?" Lily mumbled as she handed a squirming Sam over to Emily. "This costume is really hot and itchy."

"Ma-ma." Sam cooed softly, smiling at Emily.

She kissed him on the forehead and then faced Lily.

"Lily, we all have to suffer a little. You think I want to walk around all night wearing these clunky heels? At least it's nice outside so you'll cool down. My feet have to suffer the whole time. Your sister and your mother really want this, Lily. So let's just keep the complaining to a minimum, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"You look so cute." Emily ruffled the top of the mane on her head.

"Now you're just punishing me." Lily laughed.

Grace and Alison walked into the room. Grace had put the pointy Tin Man hat on her head and she had an oil can in her hand to complete her ensemble.

Alison had a pointed dark green hat on her head, her blonde hair flowing out in several directions. She'd done her best to make it look somewhat like straw.

She was wearing a long-sleeved green top that had yellow trimming around the collar. She had on a burlap colored brown skirt tied off with a roped belt. Her legs were covered with pale yellow ripped pantyhose running down into a pair of long tan boots that had light yellow tassels on them.

Emily smiled at her. Her wife was the sexiest Scarecrow that she'd ever seen. She couldn't wait until after the kids went to bed. Suddenly, she wasn't thinking about how much her feet were going to be hurting anymore. She was imagining kicking her shoes off in their bedroom at the end of the night.

"Are we ready to go?" Alison questioned.

"Oh, we forgot one thing." Grace scurried off into the kitchen.

A few seconds later she came back in with their dog Buster on his leash. He had on a light blue vest with spiky flames and gray wings sticking out the back. The wings matched his bluish-gray medium-length fur. There was a light blue hat with flames that matched the vest tied around his head, which was probably going to be pawed off the second they walked out the door.

"I still think Grace should have been the evil monkey." Lily suggested.

"Just you wait until next year when we do The Three Little Pigs." Grace grinned.

"I will huff and I will puff and I will throw a shoe at your face."

"Girls." Emily tried to mediate. "The night is young. Please save your squabbling for when your brother is screaming his head off and the dog has plopped down in the middle of the sidewalk and refuses to move until we take the hat off of his head and the neighbors are all staring at us and judging us. You know, normal family stuff."

Alison walked over to Emily.

"You look hot," she said.

"You too, babe." Emily replied.

"Ew, gross. Don't traumatize Sam with your mushy stuff." Grace shook her head with a frown.

The girls were at an age where love and affection was "icky", which was fine by their moms because it meant they weren't serious about dating yet, which meant they weren't swapping spit with anyone yet. At least not that they knew about. Lily still hadn't told anyone about her crush and her first kiss. Not even Grace. Because Grace had the biggest mouth in the world.

As if on cue, Grace started loudly singing "If I only had a heart".

"Are you ready for your first time trick-or-treating, baby boy?" Alison reached out and pinched Sam's cheeks, careful not to smudge the little black blob that had been drawn on his nose as the end of his doggy snout.

His mouth fell open into a stupid grin and he bounced in Emily's arms.

"Mama mama!" He exclaimed in excitement. "Go bye bye?" He asked.

"Alright Dorothy, lead the way." Alison smiled at Emily.

"Oh, forget The Three Little Pigs. Next year we should do Golden Girls!" Grace's face lit up.

"I call Blanche." Lily quickly blurted out. She would have to wear less clothes that way.

"I want to be Sophia." Grace didn't argue.

"Why? So you can be a bitch?"

"Lily." Emily warned her about her language.

"No, so I can call you a slut." Grace shoved Lily and then raced out the door with the dog before her mothers could discipline her.

"How dare you! I am a lady!" She channeled her best southern accent. "Flirting is just part of my heritage."

She ran out after Grace.

"I challenge you to a duel, my good lady!" They heard Grace say outside.

Alison and Emily peered out the door just in time to see Lily pull one of her lion gloves off and smack Grace in the face with it.

"What the hell, Lily?" Grace frowned.

"It's not a duel without the glove slap." Lily shrugged and put the glove back on. "I may be dressed as the cowardly lion, but I'm anything but scared, especially of you."

"Bring it, Simba."

"Like I'm afraid of you, you glorified slinky?" Lily swatted playfully at the tin hat on Grace's head.

"This is going to be a fun night." Emily laughed sarcastically.

"Golden Girls isn't a terrible idea for next year." Alison closed the door as they walked out. "We could even get Sam a little suit and tie and briefcase and he'll be the cutest little Stanley Zbornak ever."

"Let's survive this year first." Emily chuckled.

They took the kids around the block. Then they ventured a little out of the neighborhood. Sam was good for the most part. He got a little fussy when he saw something that scared him, but his sisters were always right there to assure him he was okay.

They ran into Caleb and Hanna on their way back to their neighborhood. The Rivers family had chosen a musical movie theme, too. They were Sandy and Danny from Grease. Their daughter Cami had wanted to be Frenchie because she wanted to wear the frilly pink cotton candy wig, so Caleb and Hanna had gone along with it.

"You are the cutest little Toto I've ever seen." Hanna gushed, playing with Sam's hands. He giggled.

"Hey, Cami." Lily waved.

"Hey, Lily."

"Your hair looks like an Easter egg." Grace grinned.

"You look like a can opener." Cami shot back with a smile.

"Give me that little puppy." Hanna motioned for Emily to hand the baby over.

A few seconds later Hanna was the one carrying Sam. It was comical to see the clashing of the two movies. Sandy from Grease carrying around Toto from The Wizard of Oz.

"Wanna hit the Montgomery House? Finn says his grandparents are handing out full-sized candy bars." Grace suggested.

"Uh, yeah. Duh." Cami nodded.

Caleb and Hanna walked with Alison and Emily for a while. The girls ran ahead while the adults lingered behind. After a while, Caleb and Hanna had to run. Cami had a Halloween party she was going to.

Shortly after their friends left, the DiLaurentis-Fields family were about ready to call it quits. Sam was starting to get increasingly whiny. And the dog was stopping every two seconds to scratch at the costume on his back.

"Girls, are you almost finished?" Emily asked.

"I was finished the second I put on this costume." Lily admitted.

"Don't be surly." Alison scolded her. "Here, take your brother." She handed Sam over to Lily. "Why don't you go ahead and go home? Grace, you too."

"Huh?" Grace turned around to face them. She'd been too preoccupied shoving chocolate in her mouth to hear her mother.

"Come on, Willy Wonka, we're going home." Lily laughed.

They started walking ahead.

"You know, Willy Wonka wasn't the one who ate the chocolate. He just made it." Grace corrected her sister.

There was a pause, then a "shut up, Grace" before they turned the corner.

"Man, the attitude on that child." Alison shook her head in disbelief.

"Where do you think she got it from?" Emily teased her, wrapping her arm around Alison and pulling her close.

Alison turned into her wife's body so they were facing.

"You ready to call it a night?" Alison questioned, her hand running down from the small of Emily's back to her toned ass.

Emily leaned forward and kissed her.

"There's no place like home." Emily grinned against her lips.

When they got home they found Lily sitting on the couch with Sam. He had conked out on the walk back to the house. He was sleeping soundly against his sister's shoulder. Grace was sitting next to her singing "Over the Rainbow" softly to him while rubbing his back.

"Home sweet home." Alison smiled, looking at their children.

They stood there watching their little girls with their son. They turned to one another and smiled. Most days their lives were chaotic and exhausting, but it was all worth it for moments like this. The dreams that they had dared to dream really had come true.