A/N: Ah, my hair is so short and light now that it's been cut! The only down side is, with a lack of chest, I'm mistaken for a male...a lot.
Okay, I'm finally going to miss something! My hairdresser...where am I going to get my hair cut now! I can't just come down ever few weeks...not with a 10 hour drive...
So, I was driving home from work today (and I can't feel my legs...) and some guy from Canadia was driving alongside me. But...I couldn't see him XD So you really can't see Canadians! And to stick with the cemetary (ish) thing, I was walking in the supermarket and my sister was saying something, but all of a sudden all I heard was "Excuse me". I turned to let the woman pass but...it was only me and my sister and a little boy in the isle...creepy...
Oh well. Here's more of the Halloween setting for you guys!
"That woman was very right", Ivan said, turning away from yet another house. "We are too old for this."
Alfred bounded across the lawn to the next door along the street and didn't acknowledge Ivan's words until he realized the owners weren't going to come to the door to hand him candy. "Maybe they have a kid and they've taken 'em out too? The lights aren't on and the windows are shut." He turned to face the older man. "You're never too old for free candy!"
The two crossed the street – though Ivan could protest that he was dragged across – and headed down an adjacent road. More houses lined the single lane and children dashed to and fro at the cul-de-sac at the end.
"It's really dark out", Alfred continued. "It's not even cloud, but you can't see the moon! Where is it at?" He pointed up at the pitch black sky with a plastic knife. The tip scoured though the darkness in search of the giant white orb. No stars twinkled in the background.
"Did you not know", Ivan asked, his head tipped back to look at the night hanging above them. "There is a lunar eclipse tonight. It will not be out this day."
"That's so scary!"
"How so?"
"Because it's Halloween, when all the creepy things, like ghosts and demons, and stuff, come crawling out of sewers and things to eat people! It's like a sign that the moon isn't out. It's all dark and creepy with no moon!"
"Do not tell me that you are superstitious", Ivan said with genuine surprise. He smirked and poked the blond with a finger dripping with watery red paint. "Boo."
"Dude, don't do that!" Alfred rubbed his arms. "It's not even funny!"
Ivan advanced towards him with a limp in his slow gait, arms outstretched and swinging from side to side. He even added a low growl, earning him a glare from the other.
"I said it's not funny. I'll take you home right now."
"I did not want to go out in the first place." His arms swung away from Alfred. "And superstitious brains taste too sour." Alfred stuck his tongue out at him. "Oh, but tongue's are tasty."
He reached for the blond's face and missed when Alfred jumped back. He pulled out his plastic dagger, pointing it at Ivan's head. "I'm watching you, zombie! Come at me, bro!"
Ivan's laughter rung in the night as he lurched after him.