Happy Halloween: I thought I'd get into the holiday spirit and write a little Halloween chapter. Unlike some of the more, "story-driven" ones, this one will be more of a freelance chapter. Of course, the last one wasn't as story driven either… But oh well. Hope you enjoy it! (Also thanks again to Konami but pls don't sue me I'm doing a few more MGS references)

Splatoon: The Bate Bros.

"What's a Skeleton?"

In Inkopolis, the night was luminous. The entire city was bustling, Inklings of all ages were prepping for an event many had been patiently awaiting. In the classic traditions of Allshallowtide, on this day of Shalloween, a classic festival celebrated by Inklings based on a certain human tradition, everyone would be busy. Adults were emptying their wallets with a sigh, purchasing buckets worth of sweets for the clamoring little squids who would hop from door to door, everyone having a grand spooky old time, with themes of horror and supernatural decking each doorstep.

Yep, it's a Halloween special.

Sharq smiled. His costume for the year was finally complete. Granted, he wasn't out for mere sweets or treats, no. Tales of haunted mansions and treasure allured him, and what better way to enjoy the spirit of the holidays and adventure during them than by dressing up all fancily?

Of course I'm not sure what stacking red plastic cups onto a box means as a costume, but oh well.

"It's gonna be great voice, a costume to surpass every costume in the universe!" Sharq exclaimed proudly, holding up his "costume". "The robot disguise of the century!"

Sharq held up a small box, two plastic red cups taped to the front to serve as the eyes, a large opening for a mouth, and a wire clothes hanger attached to the top, presumably to act as an antenna. The decorated box lied on his bed, the house decorated with festive spooks and such. A ghost would periodically pop out of Salty's feeding bowl, much to his dismay and appetite each time he decided he wanted a snack. Ann-Gel in amiibo form sat patiently, a little mummy wrap costume wrapped all around her, eyes peering out mischievously. Even the alarm clock was getting into the spirit, sitting by with a witch hat placed on top of it.

The clock chimed menacingly.

Sorry, make that a warlock hat.

The alarm clock sat contently, or as contently as a slightly sentient clock could sit. Sharq turned his box masterpiece around, inspecting the entire thing over and over.

Hmm, well, I wouldn't say it would rival R.O.B, but nice effort.

"Eh, I think it looks okay." Sharq stuck the box on his head, and started making robot noises. "Beep boop, I'm the best robot ever!"

Tele-Cube sitting by sprouted large circular saws, waving them menacingly.

"Uh… I got nothing on you of course! Heh heh…?"

The saws shrunk back into the cube, which answered with a friendly beep, the screens shifting to screensavers of blinking ghosts. Sharq smiled nervously underneath the box, and went back to adding the finishing touches to his completely amazing costume.

"Sharq, I still don't understand why you want to wear costumes so much. Aren't we sort of outside the age limit for Shalloween?" Splin's voice came from underneath the stairs, inside of the inconveniently placed washroom. "If anything, this gives us a better chance to do other things with our time now that the populace of Inkopolis doesn't get involved much with us, especially during a holiday like this."

"Come on man, Shalloween spirit!"

Splin groaned from inside the bathroom. The door could be heard being unlocked from the other side, and it opened slowly, a certain cardboard box walking out shyly.

"...You're using a box too?" Sharq asked. "Huh, well, let's get going! We're supposed to meet Tai later."

"Uh… Truth be told, not really too excited to be roaming out in my costume." Splin said nervously, sitting down in the box.

"What? Oh come on man, that box is pretty cool! You're just making the box work!" Sharq pounded his fist on his other hand's palm lightly. "I don't see what's too wrong with it, it's a simple concept."

"No, this box isn't the costume. ...What I'm wearing underneath is. Got the concept from a dream, and I… Honestly spent a while on it, but I don't really know if I should…"

"Dreams? Well, it can't be too bad. What was it about?"

Uh oh, here come the flashbacks.

"..."

"Kaz?" Splin whispered concerned.

Splin reached for a bag wrapped around his ally's head, pulling it off, revealing a severely beaten Inkling Kaz, gasping from the sudden change of lighting. Multiple bruises surrounded his eyes, blackening the area around it even more so than usual Inklings.

"No more use for me, huh?" Kaz stated weakly.

Splin grabbed Kaz's head with both of his hands, having him face him more clearly. His left eye was shut, scars darkening the area around it.

"Kaz, it's me." Splin said, staring straight at his face. One thing different about Splin's appearance now was that his right eye was covered by a black eyepatch wrapped around his head, and several pieces of shrapnel were embedded just above that eye. His trademark headphones were missing, replaced with a large scarf. "I'm here to get you out."

"Splin…" Kaz murmured.

"They do something to your eyes?" Splin questioned him, analyzing his injuries.

Kaz looked down. "No it's… It's just bright is all."

Splin looked up, seeing the older Inkling's solitary wrist tied to a pipe via handcuffs. He reached for them, unlocking them with ease, and a sigh of relief came from Kaz. Splin sat back down by Kaz, and pulled out a pair of 18K Aviators. Carefully, he set them on Kaz's face, who adjusted them using one lone arm.

"...What took you so long?" Kaz smiled wistfully. "...Tell the readers that we're sorry we used this reference more than once."

Sharq stared at the cardboard box Splin crouched in, Splin still silently thinking about his odd encounter with his companion during his sleep. Sharq cleared his throat, the box perking up a bit.

"Hmm? Oh, apologies. It was just a meeting with a friend."

"So… Your costume." Sharq reiterated.

"...Right." Splin muttered. The box rustled a bit, then fell apart, all sides of the boxes falling flat on the floor. Splin had donned the same eyepatch from his dream, albeit without any shards of metal sticking out above him. He also had on the large scarf that covered his neck and most of his right shoulder. He was lined with straps, buckles, and pouches on a gray patterned uniform, his N-ZAP '85 at his right leg's side hidden in a holster. Expendable looking boots were placed on his feet. Even his left arm was decked out, decorated to appear like a prosthetic limb, painted red. Despite his new attire, he still wore his Designer Headphones around his neck, timidly holding onto them.

Sharq stared in awe. "...Outside the age limit huh?" Splin rubbed the back of his neck. "Must've been one heck of a meeting!"

"Yeah… Didn't exactly understand what it was about either... But uh… Sorry readers, I guess…?" Splin stated uneasily. "Hmm."

"What's wrong?" Sharq asked.

"Err… Nothing, nevermind. How's your costume coming along?" Splin asked back.

Sharq smiled. "Finally finished!" Sharq had on his cardboard robot hat, his smile still beaming through the hole he cut in, a small pair of dryer hoses were worn on his arms, and his feet were stuck in two shoe boxes, tape stuck on the boxes' tops to prevent them from being lifted off. "Amazing right?"

Splin stared. "It's… Something. Hey, you put heart into it, right?"

Sharq sulked momentarily. " I know it's not the best, but just bear with me man. Yeesh, you're about as good as cheering me up as Dad was."

Splin chuckled. "Guess I inherited more than just his house and basic genetic code. Alright. So, you ready to go?" Splin gestured to the trapdoor they hardly used in this story.

"You know it!" Sharq cried excitedly.

The two of them climbed the stairs up to the roof, coming to the trapdoor. Opening it up by pushing upwards, the trapdoor flung open, and the two walked up onto the top of the house, taking in the sights of Inkopolis and the hills at night. Shutting the trapdoor again, they turned into squids, Splin's eyepatch still attached, and flew off towards the plaza.

Splin and Sharq landed a little too accurately this time, and dropped directly into the manhole leading to Octo Valley, a the cover clanging extremely noticeably. Luckily for them, the fresh youth of Inkopolis was too busy fawning over Callie and Marie's adorable costumes of ghost sisters.

"Love this time of year! The fans are so sweet, just like the candy!" Callie beamed, being showered in treats from her adoring fans. Oh don't you dare give me that look, you know what I mean.

"Yeah, it's pretty sweet getting suckers over here." Marie said, a lollipop clenched between her teeth with a grin that caused multiple fanboys and fangirls to go nuts. "Gramps seems to be doing pretty fine too."

Cap'n Cuttlefish had joined the two in celebration, sitting nearby with a pirate outfit, giving out free candy to the crowds, without any suspicion of relation to the popstar duo.

"Heh ha! Happy Shalloween ya whippersnapper." Cap'n stated, giving some chocolates to a group of young squids in ghoulish costumes.

While everyone else was celebrating the whole, "Hey-you're-wearing-a-costume-here's-some-sweets" festivity, Splin and Sharq had arrived at the kettle leading to the Octarian Base in Octo Valley, both slightly shaken from the rough landing.

"Just realized something, so what does Tai find interesting in this holiday anyways?" Splin turned to Sharq, who could be seen mischievously smiling a bit from inside his box head. "...Sharq."

"Huh?"

"What did you say to her?"

"Oh, nothing much. She stopped by a while ago, and she took interest in something we had, so I decided to gift it to her."

"...Gifted what exactly?"

The kettle popped open, and Tai hopped out from it, although she looked slightly different.

"Oh my Cod you didn't." Splin glared, not amused in the slightest.

Sharq laughed hysterically.

Tai was standing in front of them, garbed in the schoolgirl outfit Splin had been gifted. She had her hands on her hips, grinning evilly.

"'Sup guys?" Tai waved, giggling just as evilly. "Thanks for lending me this Sharq! Looking good, both of you!"

Splin clutched his head. "WHY WOULD YOU EVEN-"

"Hey man, she's the one who wanted it." Sharq stifled laughter at his brother's discomfort.

"Yeah, I don't see what's wrong with it." Tai leaned against Splin, who backed up far in response.

"It's not the outfit, I don't get why you people keep messing with me using that!"

Sharq stepped over by Splin and patted him on the back. "You still haven't told us who you got personal with. So we're gonna keep messing with you using her gift."

"You woke me up early for Shalloween! It literally starts at night."

"Ah ah ah, no excuses Splin!" Tai said, jumping on Splin's back. "After all, you really need it for that awesome costume. Where'd you get it?"

Splin wobbled back and forth. "Made it myself, got it from a dream, can you please get off of me?"

Tai leaped off his back, chortling repeatedly.

"S-So why did you want to meet us here?"

Tai pouted sarcastically. "Aww… You mean I can't meet up with my two best Inkling friends? That's so meeeeeaaaaann…"

"Oh, shush." Splin deadpanned.

"So, you guys ready to go explore a haunted house?" Sharq asked, one eye closed and raising his right arm sideways.

"...That's what you wanted us to dress up for? To go exploring a building infested with spirits?" Splin remarked, looking away. Then his eyes popped open. "Wait, what haunted house? How do you even know about that?!"

Tai leaned on the side of the older brother's shoulders. "Tell him Sharq."

"I heard a rumor about one on the Internet!" Sharq stated with a carefree smile. "Once each Halloween, it seems that a mysterious house appears on the edge of Inkopolis. I was hoping we could go and try and find it!"

"...Sounds like you should call someone for that, actually." Splin muttered with a shake of his head.

"Like ghost professionals?" Sharq elbowed Splin lightly.

"No, for whatever area of your mind decided this would be a good idea." Splin remarked with a shake of his head.

Somewhere in Inkopolis Plaza, Marie smiled lightly.

"Splin, come on! We all know that it's probably not the best idea, but since when have we been able to do stuff like this by ourselves since we were kids?! Certainly not me, I had to watch over you when you were still a squid! This is the time where we can do anything! Please, just go along with me willingly this once, and then I promise, I'll probably… Maybe… Will talk you into stuff like this less!" Sharq offered with the largest puppy-dogfish eyes he could manage.

Splin turned around to Sharq, a bit of a waiting for an answer look etched on his mouth. Splin's eyes lit up in a somewhat of a newfound pride.

"...Since when did you write speeches?" Splin asked.

Sharq smiled. "...Well?"

Splin reached into his pockets, pulling out his phone that he hardly uses. Looking on the screen, he checked the time.

"8:58. Hmm."

Splin put the phone back into his pocket.

"Where are we headed, then?"

Sharq's robot face lit up, or at least it would if he had lights installed inside.

"Follow me, ladies and gentlemen!" Sharq said, parading away, but was stopped by Splin.

"Hold on, Robotic Operating Brother." Splin stopped him.

Sharq looked behind to his brother.

"How are we gonna get Tai outside here without anyone spotting us?" Splin asked.

The two looked to Tai, who had her hand under her chin in thought.

"...I actually might have an idea…" Tai said.

The three had left the manhole, each jumping out in their respective sea life forms, the city of Inkopolis still shining rather brightly despite the fatigue of the populace. Splin looked around as best as he could with his one eye, the plaza emptying out to follow the Squid Sisters as they walked away.

"Coast is clear, let's move." Splin stated, motioning to walk ahead. "...Although I still doubt people will just let an Octoling pass by unscathed."

"Trust me Splin, if what you guys say about this holiday is correct, none of these kelp for brains will even notice I was ever here." Tai smirked wickedly.

They all slid carefully as cephalopods, making sure to stick behind any cover they could. Jumping from barrier to bench, they seemed to be home free, until…

"What are you guys doing?"

"!" Splin inhaled sharply.

The group froze, Sharq and Tai hopping away, leaving Splin behind. Splin sighed, reverting to kid form, reaching for his holstered N-ZAP gun, but halted when he noticed it was just Willie and Zip, clothed in a matching pair of waiter and waitress uniform, stained with artificial blood.

Splin coughed, taking his hand away from the gun and raising it in a friendly wave. "Ah. Hello Willie, Zip. ...Fallen waiters?"

Willie's face beamed. "Yeah man! You see, Zip and I got this little restaurant business going, and we couldn't find good costumes for Shalloween in time, so…"

"We just went with our work clothes. ...The stains are really just side effects to our jobs." Zip explained, rubbing off some of the tomato still sticking to her clothes.

"Ah."

"So, who's the other lady you were squidding around with?" Willie asked, pointing behind him.

Sharq popped out nervously behind the Battle Dojo.

"Not you Sharq, the one behind you!"

"...How did you notice me?" Tai's voice asked from behind Sharq.

"Saw you crawling alongwith the other squids, girl! Come on out, don't be shy!"

"...Really hope this works." Splin thought.

Sharq and Tai walked out casually, but secretly had their minds on an escape plan, hardly noticeable beads of sweat dripping down their faces. Splin bit his lip, fingers crossed. They received a completely unexpected round of applause.

"Octoling Schoolgirl? Niiiice." Zip commented, looking over Tai's "disguise".

"Um, thanks! You look pretty good too." Tai complimented back. "That was easy."

"What's your name?" Zip asked.

"Tai, yours?" Tai inquired.

"Zip, the guy over here is Willie, and I'm already guessing you three know each other?"

Splin, Sharq, and Tai looked at each other simultaneously, then nodded.

Willie grinned. "How'd you guys come up with those costumes? Seriously, they look pretty cool! The soldier, Octo-schoolgirl, and robot!"

"Yes!" Sharq pumped his fist.

"It… Just came to us." Splin stated plainly.

"Meh, I've seen better. Hey scrubs, wanna see how AWESOME my costume looks?"

Splin blinked. "Oh boy."

Lo and behold, Ari, egotistical as always, was posing with his squadron of females, Sari, Rit, and Bas, once more. The four of them all had on a red beret, a black uniform, and rather fancy boots with spurs. Ari was spinning what appeared to be an ink revolver, doing cool little tricks with it.

"Hah, what are those clothes? Nice box, Sharq!" His companions chimed in with raucous laughter.

Sharq waved energetically.

"Uh, Ari, apologies but I think we need to be… Somewhere." Splin walked away, only for Ari to block his path.

"Oh yeah?! Can the place you're going to do THIS?!" Ari spun the revolver, throwing it into the air, catching it with his index finger and twirling it once more. A small ink bullet fired accidentally, everyone hitting the deck in response, the bullet ricocheting until it landed somehow unharmed into Ari's palm.

Splin looked over at the three accompanying him, who shrugged, just as confused as he was.

"T-That's pretty cool, but we should really be going." Splin stated.

"Mind if we tag along?" Zip asked, Willie nodding agreeingly. "We really don't have much to do."

Sharq gave them a thumbs up. "Sure! The more the scarier!"

Hey, I'm the one who's supposed to make puns!

"Sorry voice, couldn't help it!"

"Alright, let's get a move on before it gets too late, or before blabbermouth's head begins to inflate with hot air." Tai said, the entire group leaving the plaza.

Ari stood there, eyes closed, still twirling his revolver. Sari cleared her throat, getting his attention, and pointed to the fleeting audience.

"Wha?! Get back here, I wasn't finished!" Ari cried, his small group chasing after the others, who at this point had picked up speed, shifting into aquatic creatures and Super Jumping away into the night, completely leaving him out of the story. "Son of a squitch!" Ari shouted, angrily playing around with his revolver.

The five Inklings plus rather obvious Octoling stood in front of a decayed house, moss growing everywhere, windows shattered, and the ever present bats patrolling the skies above. Oddly placed tombstones were erected in the grass surrounding it, a path leading inside an enclosed gate around the mansion, barely a gate anymore due to the weathering

"...Sharq, you really know how to pick shady locales." Zip observed, kicking away at a rock.

"This is the place I've been talking about! Tai and I both agree that there's probably treasure inside! Besides, it's Shalloween, so it must have SOME credibility now, so let's go!" Sharq stated proudly, running forward to enter.

Splin held Sharq back by the box he wore on his back. "...I have made some extremely stupid decisions before. I have followed you into that inkslide park since day one, but I am in no mood today to go in and get splatted. Nice try Sharq, but we're not getting mixed up in that."

"C'mon Splin, where's your sense of adventure? Listen, if you go in there right now, we happen to find treasure, and extract it, you'll get one fifth of the keep, simple as that, whaddya say?" Tai enthused "treasure", but Splin still refused.

"Tai, have you gone insane?!"

"I've always been a little insane, Splin, you know that very well." Tai retorted, closing her eyes.

"..."

Splin looked over at Zip and Willie, who were looking at the house rather excitedly, and looked back at him with a cheerful expression. Splin sighed, inspecting the exterior of the house.

"I guess not much can go wrong in a house like this…"

A clap of thunder quickly shifted his opinions again, and he attempted to convince them that this was just a disaster waiting to spring into action, groaning when he realized they had already decided to run inside. Splin groaned, quickly following after them, when he tripped over yet another thing on the ground. Splin turned back quickly, spotting something white take ahold of his leg. He kicked at it, rattling the unknown object. The strange appendage squeezed his leg tighter, the ground shaking. Suddenly, a large white skeleton erupted from beneath the ground, still holding onto Splin's leg.

"...Click." The skeleton chirped, making the only noise it could with its lack of vocal chords.

Splin stared at the skeleton in wonder and horror.

"Clack click, clickety clack?" It seemed to ask.

"...I don't follow."

The skeleton laid Splin down, and suddenly saluted.

"Click, clack clack." It "said", pointing him, then itself with one bony finger.

"Er."

The skeleton rolled its eyes, or at least it would if it had any, and began writing in the dirt, somehow spelling out a legible, "SKELETON", and pointed to itself.

"...Skeleton? That's what you are?"

The skeleton nodded.

"Ah. Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, but I need to wrangle my friends up before things go horribly wrong."

As soon as Splin said that, a flash of lightning struck the mansion, another clap of thunder sending Splin reeling to the ground.

"Grrr!" Splin growled.

The house was slowly catching fire, much to the discomfort of the two outside, both eyes and eye sockets widening in panic.

"Of course, what else would happen on a peaceful night like this at a deserted crumbling house!" Splin threw his hands up in the air in frustration, stopping when he noticed the skeleton staring at him unwaveringly. "Uh, no offense." The skeleton waved its hand in acknowledgement, Splin running inside the house. The mansion's insides looked just as desecrated as the outside, ruined furniture and artwork strewn about. Splin looked around frantically, the smell of smoke already breaching his nose, when he noticed the other four cephalopods run past him outside unknowingly.

"Wait!"

They didn't hear Splin, the doors shutting as they ran outside. Splin's uncovered eye twitched in irritation, then he stopped when the feel of warmth intensified behind him. He gulped, turning around expecting the room he was inside to already be engulfed in flames. Instead, he came face to face with a man engulfed in flames. Both said nothing, each inspecting the other silently. The man on fire's eyes narrowed, Splin backing up in caution. The man on fire began to shine, which prompted Splin to dodge behind a faded sofa. Behind the sofa, Splin noticed a flash of light, before a huge burst of fiery bullets rang out, the man on fire howling as it happened.

Sharq, Tai, Zip, and Willie were all on the ground outside, gasping for breath.

"That was close… I thought we'd all burn to a crisp. ...Kinda like Sharq's pancakes." Tai remarked, much to Sharq's offense.

Sharq glared at Tai, but gasped when he realized someone was missing from their party. "...Hold on, where's Splin?! He was still outside, wasn't he?!"

The entire group looked around, trying to find the Inkling, when a light clicking sound broke them out of their search. They whirled around, noticing the skeleton Splin had met a while ago.

"...Clack click?" It asked.

"Uh…" The entire group stared in confusion.

Loud sounds of fighting and bullets rang out from the house, which prompted Sharq and the skeleton to go bounding inside.

"Kiwotsukete!" Tai yelled after them, Sharq giving her a reassuring smile despite having no idea what she said. When he smiled with a very unsure gaze, she just rolled her eyes and yelled, "It means 'don't get splatted' or some bull-shrimp, I don't know!"

Splin shot at the burning man, ink bullets evaporating as soon as they touched him. He furrowed his brows, wondering how he might defeat this menace. Pillars of fire burst out of the ground next to him, Splin shifting to squid form and leaping away, landing safely. He ran back in humanoid form, he noticed a bit of a painful sensation dripping onto him. Walking down the hallway a little more, he noticed a large pipe system, broken, with a handful of water dripping down, in a ripped patch of ceiling.

"Hmm…"

The man on fire was approaching. Splin acted quickly, throwing a Splat Bomb up into the ceiling, the man on fire slowly walking towards him. Splin moved back, only to find that the corridor he had run down was a dead end. He sighed, watching and waiting, the man on fire just about to unleash another maniacal attack. Luckily, he stopped directly underneath the pipes, which exploded rather violently, water raining down on him, a groan of agony coming from the previously burning man, who laid knocked out on the floor. Splin ventilated, glad that he wouldn't turn up as a burnt piece of sushi.

"Nice work boss." He could hear MM's voice echo in his mind,

Splin perked up and glanced around. Nothing but empty halls and dusty furniture. With a sigh, he began wiping off sweat using his not-so-prosthetic arm.

"Splin!" A voice called out for him.

Splin looked over at Sharq and the skeleton, running towards him rapidly. Splin greeted them with a tired wave of his hand.

"Are you okay?! Y-You're burnt a little!"

Splin looked at his left arm, sure enough, the paint on it was replaced with burn marks, littering his skin.

"I'm fine… Hmm?"

Splin stooped down to the floor. The area the man on fire sat on was charred, although there were multiple glittering objects in his place. Picking them up, he inspected them with a careful eye.

"Diamonds." Splin concluded, looking over them.

"Wow." Sharq's eyebrows rose in interest.

"...These belong in a museum or something." Splin murmured to himself and crouched down by the glittering stones.

Rough Diamonds Spotted +500000 GMP. Ain't these references just so consistent?

"Click." The skeleton gave yet another bony salute, picking both of the two up and carrying them on his back, leaving the mansion, which still happened to be burning.

Zip, Willie, and Tai were anxiously awaiting the safe arrival of the three who had entered the mansion.

"...Where are they? I think I should go in and help 'em out!" Willie stated, starting to march into the house, but stopped when the three others dived outside onto the grass.

The house promptly exploded behind them.

"Nevermind, they got it." Willie backed up.

Splin, Sharq, Tai, Willie, Zip, and the skeleton, all gathered on the dirt path, and helplessly watched the mansion burn down.

"Shouldn't we call someone to assist with dousing the fire?!" Splin asked. The other four shook their heads.

"Splin, how would we explain how an abandoned mansion caught fire once when we're the only people around who would know? We'd look like arsonists!" Zip stated.

"I'm just concerned about the skeleton, his mansion is literally burning right now!" Splin shouted, but was met with a calm gaze from the bony creature.

"Click click, clack click." The skeleton said calmly, before its head rotated around, making a loud crunching sound as it did so. "Click… Don't worry… Clack." It managed to speak.

Splin stared in awe, the other four all nervously walking away. Soon, everyone started to run.

"...Sorry about your house man!" Sharq yelped, Super Jumping away.

"I think Aussie's calling me." Tai said, doing the same. "See ya."

"Thanks for having us." Zip said as both she and Willie winked simultaneously, all of them jumping away.

Splin stood there with an unamused glare at the four who had abandoned him once again. He sighed, looking back at the skeleton, who smiled with its bony face. Splin straightened himself out, giving a salute, the skeleton doing the same, dropping a bunch of glittering diamonds into Splin's hands.

"...They forgot the diamonds." Splin sighed again.

Splin waved goodbye to the skeleton, who waved back, and Super Jumped away, attempting to catch up with the silly squids (and octopus). The skeleton turned back to the mansion, and snapped its fingers, a shroud of fog covering the mansion, snuffing out the fire, and disappearing altogether, as the moon of Shalloween slowly gives way to the day.

Rough Diamonds [+500000 GMP]

Development Requirements Met [TELE-CUBE DIMENSION JUMPER]

Development Requirements Met [SKEL. CAMO]

Heroism +100

Codename: Squid Kid

Rank: A

"Alright, mission complete boss. Heh, Happy Halloween." MM's voice says, before cutting out.

Mission Complete: Hope you enjoyed that lengthy Halloween chapter, I promise, this'll most likely be the last huge MGS reference in a little while. Time to respond to the reviews again! Thanks once again to Anon360. Yep, puns, references, and other jokes are in store, the amiibo (a-me-bow) is doing well in their house, and all hail the spoopy skeletons. Well, that's all for today folks, thanks again, this is ThePizzaLovingTurtle, have a Happy Halloween!