Two Shorts in one day?! I had to! I kinda left everyone with a bad (depressed) taste in their mouths with the previous short. But what can I say? I am aparently better at making people cry than making them laugh. At least that's what the reviews suggest! Anyway, here we go!

Halloween special

A/N: Despite it not being the season, I couldn't resist. I needed something playful to cheer myself and my readers up! Takes place years after LS, Rose and Dimitri have been married for a while.

"Hey, Comrade", I knew the best time to approach this subject was right after he had his first coffee. "Halloween is next week".

"And?"

Maybe I should've waited till his second cup. "And. What do you want us to go as?"

"Nothing. You know I hate Halloween."

"Blasphemy! Don't ever say that out loud again. Children might hear you!". I chided him while covering my ears. Halloween's my favorite holiday. It has nothing to do with family, which I missed growing up, and everything to do with mischief and dressing slutty, which basically describes my entire adolescence.

Dimitri chuckled at my antics.

"We have to dress up together!" I whined. "It's tradition!"

"Last year I had to work during the entire "holiday"", yes, he actually used air quotes, "and the year before that you put on a tight leather jumpsuit and slapped some sunglasses on the both of us, claiming we were Neo and Trinity if they had long hair. That hardly counts as tradition".

"We can make it tradition", I was pouting now. That was low of me, pouting like that, but like I said, it's my FAVORITE holiday.

"Like Lissa and Christian?" Dimitri questioned. "No thanks. More often the not the poor guy has to wear some ridiculous emasculating costume which I have no idea how she convinced him to get into", Dimitri said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Ok, first of all, there isn't a thing you could wear that would ever emasculate you. And second, I don't need the bond to tell me exactly how Lissa convinces Chris to do anything. She usually gets her ideas from me anyway" I said smirking.

He raised his eyebrow at me. "Do I want to know what these ideas are?"

"Oh dear, sweet, innocent Comrade. You already know most of my tricks". I said smugly.

"Oh really? I doubt you ever got me to do someth…"

I cut him off immediately. "The weekend we spent with my parents in Atlantic City, ringing any bells? You didn't want to go and needed some convincing."

His face fell and he got this look like he was trying really hard to solve a difficult math problem. "Shit!" How did he not realize but now how often I used great sex to manipulate him into getting my way? To be fair, we did have great sex anyway. It was all about the timing really. "How often, Rose?"

"Once in a while. This body," I waved my hand up and down gesturing to the entire length of my body, "wields great power, and with great power comes great responsibility".

Now it was his turn to smirk. "Do you really think you're the only one who does it?" He quirked his eyebrow at me again. Damn that was sexy. I figured I'd get immuned to that over time. Nope.

"You did not! When?!" I asked incredulously.

"Remember last time we were in Russia and we babysat Karo kids?" I gasped. How dare he?! "Don't look so shocked, Roza. That wasn't the worst time".

I was ready to throw something at him. "What was the worst time?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"The night before we got engaged". He smirked. "You would have never said yes if you weren't blissed out of you mind".

"You, asshole! Thanks for ruining the best night of sex I ever had!" I threw my hands up in frustration. He looked at me questioningly. "Before the honeymoon". I corrected.

"I didn't ruin anything!" His eyes were sparkling with mischief. "I worked really hard that night, and you could barely walk the next day, if I remember correctly".

"Smugness is not an attractive trait on you, Comrade".

"You're just mad because you thought you were the only one in this relationship who could and would use sex as a weapon. To quote you," he gesture towards himself, "this body wields great power".

"I've created a monster." I said mostly to myself.

"Don't be so glum Roza." He said still smirking.

I was on the verge of tears. That was my second best weapon, which I used only in the most dire situations. And it was time to bring out the big guns.

"Are you crying, Roza?", he asked concerned, knowing that I never cry. "Don't do that! Baby, you know I can't stand to see you cry."

Now he was bringing out the big guns. He know exactly what it did to me when he called me that. Baby. It was even more powerful than when he called me Roza, which is why it was so rare.

But I wasn't backing down. He had distracted me from my original mission. I wasn't having it! I'm Rose Hathaway-Belikov, dammit. It was last resort time, my Hail Mary. I promised myself I'd never be that girl, but here it is.

"Why don't you want to go with me to the Annual Halloween party? Don't you love me?" There. I said it. I dropped the bomb. Let's see where it gets me.

Apparently, it got me nowhere. Dimitri started laughing uncontrollably. Comrade knew me better than I gave him credit for and called my bluff. When I say laughing uncontrollably I mean just that. He was rolling on the floor, clutching his sides, tearing up, turning blue about to pass out from lack of oxygen, laughing.

When he calmed down I asked him why he was laughing. He sauntered up to me, cupped my face with both his hand and looked deeply into my eyes, causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm laughing, Roza, because I love you. I love you so much that the idea of me not loving you enough to go to party is ludicrous. I love you more than anything. I'd give anything for you and you know it. My love for you will not be measured or quantified by letting you drag me to a party against my will. The mere thought that you could ever doubt my love for you is laughable." The more he spoke the more he sobered up from his laughing fit and the more serious he got. "I would die for you, not because it's my job but because your life is so much more important to me than my own".

"I'm sorry Comrade. I know that. I feel the same way too".

"If this party means that much to you, that you would pull a you-don't-love-me, I'll go" He conceded.

"And wear a costume?" I asked still solemn on the outside, but on the inside I was doing an Irish jig.

"Yes."

"And we'll go every year, like a real tradition?" I started getting giddy.

"Fine. But I get to veto any and all the costumes and since you're forcing me into this, I get to choose what we're going as this year."

"Alright but only if I get to veto what you choose too".

"Done" Dimitri said.

"Spit shake?"

"Roza that's gross!" He stopped me before I spit in my hand and made a disgusted face which made me laugh. "I have a much more interesting way to seal this deal" Dimitri's voice was suddenly husky and his accent was more pronounced. I knew exactly where this was going, and I like it.

"Wait! What did you have in mind for costumes?" I asked, before he made me forget my own name.

"I was thinking you'd be a princess and I'd be your guardian".

"Veto!", I yelled.

"Come on! I'll even let you choose your own dress and tiara" He whined

"Tempting as that sounds, no. Get more creative, Comrade."

"How about you wear that black leather jumpsuit and we can be Celine and Michael Corvenous from Underworld".

"Nope, no vampires! But thank you for taking my favorite movie characters into consideration".

"You wear the black leather jumpsuit and go as Black Widow."

"Wow, you really like that jumpsuit. You know, you could've just asked me to put it on and I would've done so, happily" I smirked. He hadn't thought of that and sulked at the fact that all he had to do was ask. "Besides, what would you go as if I'm Widow?"

"The hulk?" It was more of a question.

"That's actually a pretty good idea, but something tells me that jumpsuit isn't going to make to this Halloween", I said wiggling my eyebrows at him, "so you better come up with something else. Beside, I get the feeling that if you have to walk around the party with no shirt on covered in green body paint you really will turn into the Hulk".

"That's the Hulk?" He asked in surprise. My eyes widened and I looked at him as if he had two head. "I'm kidding! I know who the hulk is. Maybe I should be Thor".

"That would be hot, you dressed as the God of Thunder. But I don't really want to dress as Natalie Portman the astrophysicist."

"Fine, what do you suggest?" He crossed his arms over his now exposed chest. The entire time we were debating what costumes to wear to the party, we were taking off each other cloths.

"Tarzan and Jane", I answered.

"Veto, I'm not walking around a party in just a loin cloth". As an afterthought he said, "Unless it's a party where the only guests are you and me". He kissed my neck.

"Comrade, if it was just you and me, you wouldn't need the loin cloth". I giggle at the thought of Dimitri swinging from tree to tree on vines in the skimpiest loin cloth available to man.

"What was your original idea?" Dimitri questioned. "You had to have something up your sleeve, earlier, to convince me".

"I'm not telling you, I was only going to suggest it because I knew you'd want to dress up as it so badly that you'd agree to go to the party. Since you already agreed, there's really no point in giving that away".

Dimitri was massaging my shoulders lightly when he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Please tell me Roza". He grazed my earlobe with his teeth causing a shiver to crawl up my spine. How could I deny him knowing that this was a promise of all things to come?

"Mmmhhh, you're evil Comrade." I huffed, "I was going to suggest going as a cowboy and cowgirl, or Clint Eastwood and a damsel in distress." I breathed heavily. I can't believe he beat me at my own game. I couldn't resist adding "There is always the option of me going as a cowgirl and you as my horsy."

"That's actually a good idea for right now. Roza, you could ride me all night long". I shuttered. He knew I loved it when he talked dirty to me. It took me a while to break down that wall but when I did, oh man, it was glorious.

"And now there's no way I'll be able to keep a straight face with you dressed as a horse. We'll have to make do with cowboy and cowgirl."

And that's how I convinced Dimitri to go to any Halloween party in the foreseeable future.

A/N: Thanks you for Reading! Review and let me know if this short made up for the sadness I caused with my previous short!