The Two Flames

I don't own anything but my OC's.

Summary: Maverick's got a great idea for laughs.
Rated: K+
Genre: Humour.
Spoilers for: Cobwebs Tend to Make Friends on Halloween and Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween.
Takes place: After Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween.

The Ghost Train

"I can't believe you're making me come with you."

Maverick smiled at Jack, who trailed behind him; a deep frown set on his face.

"Calm down, Jack. It'll be fun." Maverick said, shrugging his shoulders. "You know? Scare some humans, eat some cotton candy and go home. No one has to know."

"Maverick," Jack began carefully. "You...uh...You know you're partly human, right?"

Maverick paused and blinked in thought. True, he was partly human.

"Your father was a werewolf, remember?" Jack asked. He pointed at his grandfather. "You have the tail to prove it."

Maverick glanced back. His wolf tail wagged happily, proving Jack's point. Maverick glanced at Jack, who had an 'I told you so' look on his face. "Maybe so. But my wolf side is craving candy. Lots and lots of candy. Preferably cottony. And pink!"

"I thought you disliked pink."

"Well, yeah. But when it's included in a sugary snack, pink is good. C'mon, Jack," He wrapped his arm around Jack's shoulders. "You're the master of fright! A demon of light! You'll scare them right out of their pants!"

Jack smiled. "Flattery will get you nowhere, dear grandfather." He paused. "The fair isn't far, right?"

"See? I knew you'd be excited!"

Jack sighed heavily. "Fine. We'll go and scare some humans. But why am I wearing a hoodie?"

"You don't want anyone finding out you're a skeleton, do you?"

"...I thought that was the point..."

"No! We wait until the perfect ride to frighten the little buggers."

"And that is?"

Maverick grinned evilly. "The Ghost Train."

The Ghost Train wasn't all that impressive. Basically, full of paper bats and plastic skeletons. Truthfully, it wasn't all that scary. But, for the passengers on the next ride, it was going to be the scariest train they'd ever been on.

Maverick grinned as he and Jack knelt down behind a Coconut Shack. They'd already dealt with the man who ran the shack. "Did we have to scream in his ears?" Jack questioned in a whisper.

"Yep." Maverick answered, popping the p. "With our screams, Jack, I'm surprised he didn't go deaf."

"But he fainted."

"From fright, yes."

Jack tensed. "Maverick, I don't know about this. Maybe we should just go home."

"Nonsense." Maverick took hold of Jack's shoulders. "C'mon, Jack, this'll be fun. Then we'll-" He paused when he looked above Jack.

"What?" Jack asked. "Maverick, what's wrong?"

Maverick stared blankly. He shot up to his feet and pointed at the space behind Jack. "They killed him!"

Jack quickly turned.

A plush wolf toy hung from a hook behind Jack's head. He stared at it before noticing Maverick could be seen. He grabbed Maverick's midnight blue coat and pulled him back down. "Maverick!" He yelled in a whisper. "It's a stuffed toy! It's not real!"

"But...But they..." Maverick whispered, trailing off.

"Calm down." Jack instructed. He patted Maverick's shoulder. "Deep breaths."

"How can you breath?" Maverick asked. "You're dead!"

"Well, you're dead too. You've been dead for over a hundred years!" Jack countered.

"Well, yeah, but at least I-"

Jack shushed him, interrupting him. "Oi," Maverick said. "Don't shush me."

"Shut up!" Jack snapped. He peeked over the edge of the counter. Jack watched the queue to the Ghost Train. "Look. It's packed."

"What're you doing here, misters?"

They turned to look at the blond child looking over the counter at them.

"Hijacking the Ghost Train." Maverick responded while Jack slapped his own forehead.

"Ok." The boy said and turned away.

Maverick grinned. "Ok, let's go."

Maverick sat down in the driver's seat of the train. He smiled widely, practically bouncing in his seat. Jack stood behind him. "So, you're sure you know how to drive this, right?"

"Jack, Jack, Jack." Maverick said. "We didn't have trains back in my day! Of course I don't know how to drive this thing!"

"But...But you-"

"Jack, shut your mouth for a second and listen. I'm gonna drive this thing then stop it to scare them a little. That's when you come out and scare them."

"Right." Jack understood, nodding. "See you later." Jack ran off further into the tunnel.
Maverick grinned and adjusted his hat. "This is gonna be fun..." He muttered, just as the passengers got on.

Maverick looked over the controls. "Right, how do you-" He stopped when he pulled a lever and the train started in a burst of speed. He shut his eyes as the wind was sent through his hair. He clutched his hat. "I hate trains!"

After a while, Maverick clutched the lever again and pushed. The train slowed down and stopped with a creek. The passengers stood and asked questions. Maverick smiled and grabbed a microphone. "Afternoon, guys. A slice of advice. Beware of Jack."

Just as the passengers starting asking questions, the lights flickered on and off. Evil cackling could be heard in the darkness. Maverick grinned. "Jack, me ol' boy, you're a natural."

Jack grinned to himself as he hid in the shadows, cackling madly. He used his long limbs to creep over to the train, hiding behind a woman and her child. He cleared his throat loudly.

The woman turned, shaking as Jack removed his hoodie, revealing his pinstriped suit but, most of all, his skull. "Boo." He muttered simply.

The next thing anyone knew, everyone was in panic. Women were screaming, men were shrieking like little girls and children were crying. Maverick stepped out of the driver's cart, a confused expression on his face. Suddenly, Maverick's tail swished happily. "Hi," He said to the woman closest to him. "I'm a werewolf." He grinned, displaying his sharp canine teeth.
The woman's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell to the ground.

Maverick shrugged his shoulders. "Guess she doesn't like wolves."

He suddenly felt a hand on his wrist and tried to get away, but a hand covered his mouth and pulled him back.

"Sh, Maverick," Jack whispered. "We have to go. Now."

They heard footsteps and quickly ran back home.

"Wait!" Maverick yelled. "I want cotton candy!"

Jack sighed and quickly grabbed a bag of cotton candy, threw it to his grandfather and placed money on the counter.

Someone clear their throat.

Jack and Maverick turned to Cobweb. The skeleton boy was frowning. "Father, Teacher, will you tell me why your picture is in the newspaper in the Human World?!"

Jack and Maverick glanced at the paper in the boy's hands and quickly pointed to each other, shouting: "It was his idea!"

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Author's note:

This is what I used for my English homework. We had to write about an exciting or scary short story about a fairground, so, naturally, I ignored that rule and wrote comedy. I picked to write about Jack and Maverick. So, I'll share it with you.