Author's Note: Here's a little Halloween one-shot for everyone in honor of today! Takes place after Girl Meets World of Terror, one of my favorite Lucaya moments so far :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Girl Meets World, but tonight, I'll get candy! Lots and lots of candy.


"Tonight all the monsters gonna dance
We're comin' to get ya!
Tonight all the monsters gonna dance
We're comin' to get ya!
If you're only dreaming
Why I hear you screaming?"

-Calling All the Monster, China Anne McClain


Knock, knock!

Maya sat up sleepily, careful not to wake Riley, and squinted in the dark confusedly. Slowly, she got up and pulled back her curtain to find a certain steam-punk ranger standing in front of her window.

"Lucas?" she hissed softly. "What are you doing here so late?"

He raised one eyebrow dubiously at her. "It's 8:30."

"Oh," Maya remarked. She and Riley had stayed up for another forty-five minutes talking about school and life and Farkle's fear of softball before falling asleep. Apparently, they hadn't been asleep for nearly as long as she'd thought.

Maya glanced back at Riley's sleeping figure for a split-second before opening her window and hopping over to join Lucas outside.

"So, what brings you back to my neck-of-the-woods, cowboy?" she drawled, crossing her arms against the chilly air.

"I wanted to bring you and Riley some candy," Lucas explained, gesturing to the pillowcase in his hand. "You guys were so preoccupied with getting Riley to stay the night; you didn't get to go out trick-or-treating so I thought I'd give you some of mine and Farkle's."

"Thanks," Maya said hesitantly, taking the candy-filled pillowcase from him.

"And," he said slowly, "I wanted to make sure you aren't mad at me."

Maya frowned confusedly. "For what?" she asked, unwrapping a candy bar smoothly.

"Taking you out of the softball game," he explained.

Maya snorted amusedly. "Believe me, Huckleberry, if I was mad at you, it wouldn't be about that."

Lucas's face filled with relief. "Good. I just knew what Farkle needed to get over his fear."

"It's fine," she insisted, offering him a piece of Kit-Kat. "Riley got to check out your butt, so it worked out well for everyone."

Lucas laughed and broke off a piece of the out-stretched chocolate. "Well, the pitcher is the cutest one on the team."

Maya froze, chocolate half-way to her lips, as she realized what he had just implied.

"You were really good today, by the way," he carried on obliviously. "Where'd you learn to pitch like that?"

Maya shrugged breezily as she threw the leftover chocolate to a stray pigeon. "My mom used to practice with me when I was younger. She was captain of her high school softball team, and I wanted to be just like her."

"Why'd you stop?" Lucas asked curiously.

"What's with the twenty questions?" Maya questioned suspiciously.

"We're friends," Lucas said simply.

Maya blew out a breath and averted her gaze to the sidewalk. "My dad left," she explained quietly. "And then my mom picked up her job at the diner to pay the bills, and we just stopped having time for each other."

"She really cares about you, you know," Lucas remarked softly.

Maya nodded once. "Yeah, in her own way," she remarked matter-of-factly. "Look, I'm not mad at you about the softball game. Just don't take me out ever again."

"You're not my type," Lucas replied teasingly.

Maya scoffed disbelievingly with a smirk. "I'm everyone's type."

Lucas laughed before standing up slowly. "Well, I better get going," he said reluctantly. "I promised my mother I'd be back by 9:00."

Maya raised her eyebrows dubiously. "You're walking home along?"

"Yeah." He shrugged nonchalantly. "It's Halloween night; what could go wrong?"

Maya shook her head amusedly. "I forgot you're not from here."

Lucas grinned. "Somehow, I doubt that, m'am."

Maya smiled before glancing into her bedroom thoughtfully. "Wait here."

She slipped back inside swiftly and riffled through the hidden drawer in her closet until she found what she was looking for and went back outside.

Lucas glanced down, bemused at the item Maya had placed in his hand. "Pepper spray?"

Maya shrugged nonchalantly. "I found it at a yard sale."

"I can take care of myself, Maya," he protested.

"I know," she remarked. "And I'm sure you wrestled plenty of outlaws and alligators back in the good ole' Texas, but New York can get pretty weird on Halloween. Plus, Riles will kill me if anything happens to your pretty face and all I have to show for it is a sack of candy."

"Well, how can I argue with all of that? Thank you, m'am." He smirked and tipped his imaginary cowboy hat at her.

Maya rolled her eyes, but a small smile appeared on her face as she stepped back into her room.

"Oh, and Maya?" Lucas appeared directly in front of her window for the third time that night, and waiting until her eyes were on his. "Happy Halloween."

Maya pitched him a piece of candy and grinned when he caught it effortlessly. "Happy Halloween, Sundance."


A/N: Happy Halloween everyone! Please review :)