Skye : Hey peoples! So Jupiter's_Magic wants Ember to recap the last chapter.
Ember: Really? Sweet!
Skye: Let's begin
Ember: Okay so last time, the bikers discover that Skye's favorite holiday is
Halloween
Skye: It's fun to scare people
Ember: Anyway, later on, Valon forced Skyler and Lola to play the game "bloody Mary"-
Skye: Unwillingly
Ember: Hey. You played willingly. Stop interrupting me!
Skye: Sorry….
Ember: So Raphael, Alister and Valon found out that Lola doesn't like the game and gets freaked out. It ended with Lola leaving and calling Alister…What did she call him?
Skye: Pinche Idiota and Pendejo
Ember: Right so anyway, Jupiter doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, she only owns us OC's
Skye: Review please?
"So what are we making?" Skye asked her boyfriend, watching him as he rummaged through the refrigerator.
"I don't know. I don't suppose you know what we can make," he replied with a short laugh.
"Hmm. Why don't we make some dumplings and see what comes to us? Making something is a good inspiration."
"It sounds easy enough," agreed the blond man, starting to get out ingredients.
A few minutes later, while the two were in the midst of making the dumplings, Alister came into the kitchen and sat down at the table; although he didn't look outwardly upset they could see the cell phone clenched in his hand.
"You look like a cat that just got a flea bath," Skye commented idly, repressing a sneeze as some of the flour filtered to her nose.
"And you look like the gingerbread man's demented cousin, but you don't hear me saying that," retorted Alister testily.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, your Highness. Should I go get you your coffee and tea now?" Skye asked, rolling her eyes and returning her attention to the dumplings.
The redhead's scathing glare spoke louder than words.
Raphael glanced over at Alister and studied him for a moment. "Ah. I see what's wrong. Lola hasn't called you yet, has she?" he guessed sagely.
"Boy did you screw up," muttered Skye loud enough to be heard.
"Shut up! How the hell was I supposed to know she would freak like that?" the red-haired man snapped.
"Alister, she gets scared even thinking about horror movies. Don't you remember all the fuss she made over the Paranormal movies?"
"But that's a movie, it's obviously fake," Alister argued, looking irritated.
"She didn't use to be so afraid of them, and in fact she liked them as much as I did when we were younger," said Skye reminiscently, leaning against the counter.
Alister and Raphael both looked at her with identical dubious expressions.
"No seriously, she loved them just as much as I do," Skye insisted, putting her hands on her hips.
"What happened to change that?" Raphael asked.
Skye sighed. "When Lola and I were younger, we played 'Bloody Mary'. You know, just because we were kids and thought it would be fun."
Raphael looked surprised. "Really?" he asked, suddenly comprehending why Lola had been uncomfortable. "I take it something went wrong, otherwise Lola wouldn't react to anything in the horror genre the way she does now."
"Well, right after we played strange stuff started happening to us. I didn't think anything of it, but Lola…she did."
"What kind of strange things?" asked Alister, looking intently at her.
"You know that scar that she has, that really really thin line down the right side of her stomach? I think you saw it when we had that Fourth of July party and Lola was in her swimsuit."
"Yeah, I saw that," Alister said. "Lola said that was from surgery. What about it?"
"She was lying. A few seconds after we got done playing Bloody Mary she got scratched by something. The mark wasn't there before and she couldn't have done it herself."
Raphael's eyebrow went up. "Are you sure it wasn't there before you played?"
"Yes, Raphael, I'm sure," replied Skye, looking troubled. "Then Lola kept seeing Bloody Mary in the mirror whenever she looked and it got to the point where her parents took all the mirrors out of the house so that she would calm down. She mellowed out when she got older and she's fine with mirrors now, but ever since then, well…you saw what happened."
Skye looked over at Alister and said, "You have called her to apologize, right?"
"She won't pick up. I'm debating on star-sixty-nining her," the red-haired man replied shortly with an unreadable expression. "I left her a message on her cell phone, so hopefully she'll get that."
Halloween
"Tonight is going to rock!" Skye sang brightly as she put on the finishing touches of her costume.
She had decided to be a witch this year and had chosen to wear a red corset dress that ended three inches above her knee; to complete the look she'd put on a black choker, a witch's pointed hat, and a wand with a skull on the end.
"How so?" asked Raphael, peering into the foyer where Skye was.
"For what I have planned!" she exclaimed, grinning at him. "See, I—"
"Why is there a sign on our lawn warning the passerby of the 'haunted house'?" Alister asked, walking into the house and shrugging out of his coat.
"That's the plan! Our house is going to be a haunted house," explained Skye happily, beaming at them both. "Alister, you could be a vampire—"
"Naturally," muttered the redhead, looking affronted.
"—Valon could be a werewolf—"
"Make him a mummy instead, that way we can gag him and he can't say idiotic things all night."
"Alister, quit being so grumpy. Just because Lola hasn't called you back doesn't mean you can take it out on us," Skye said with a huff. The other man shrugged dismissively with a clearly uncaring look on his face. "Anyways…I already got Ember to be our mad scientist," she continued.
"And I'm so ready!" Ember called, coming up from the basement. She was currently wearing a long white trench coat, black gloves, and a white wig with black goggles on her head.
Raphael nodded in some approval. "I get it. We're putting on something for the kids to do," he said.
"Yup! And don't think you're out of the picture, Raphael, because I have a role for you."
This made the man look over at his girlfriend, not entirely liking the expression on her face. "As much as I'm going to regret asking…what do you have in mind for me?"
"If I told you it would be telling!" responded Skye cheerfully, skipping down the hall and turning out of sight.
The blond man sighed and looked over at Alister. "I hate it when she says that."
The slender biker shrugged and moved to go up the stairs, but then he paused and looked back over at Ember. "That coat…that wouldn't happen to be Kaiba's, would it?"
Ember nodded, ignoring Alister's jab. "DUH. I refitted it so I could wear it."
"So I'm assuming Kaiba doesn't know you have it?"
"He's got, like, three of the same coat in his closet. He won't miss one."
Alister contemplated this and then gave her a thumbs up. "Nice work, Raggedy Ann."
Later on
"I'm so excited!" Skye giggled, looking herself over in the mirror. "Come on, you guys!"
Alister was the first one down the stairs, wearing the Dracula costume Skye had gotten for him. "So why are we doing this again?"
"Because it's fun, I got bored, and no one in our neighborhood is doing anything anyways. Where's Valon?"
"Here!" Ember said, flying down the stairs. "I just finished with him. Come down here and show off, Valon!"
They could hear footsteps on the stair way, followed by the sound of someone tumbling down the stairs; Skye moved to investigate the fallen figure, wrinkling her nose in confusion. "Um, what is Valon supposed to be?"
The Australian was wrapped in toilet paper, but underneath the folds of it a pair of wolf ears stuck out and fake claws were on the tips of Valon's fingers; when he grinned up at them it was to see fake fangs. "I'm a werewolf mummy!" he declared proudly as he got to his feet.
"Yep! I combined your idea and Alister's and…ta-da!" Ember said brightly.
A knock came from the front door before it opened and Lola entered. She was wearing the same costume as Skyler was, but it was green. "You people…seriously, lock your doors," she groaned.
Her eyes connected with Alister's and there was an awkward silence between the two of them; the redhead's face went entirely blank, showing nothing of his thoughts. "Hello, Alister," Lola said monotonously.
"Lola," he replied simply, nodding his head in acknowledgement.
"Okay!" Skye said, wrapping her arm around Lola's shoulder. "You ready for this?"
"Of course!" she giggled, brightening as Skye led her down the hall.
"Raph, come on!" Valon called up the stairs. "They're going to be here any minute!"
"On second thought, I'm staying right where I am," came the gruff reply. "Make do without me."
Skye glared in the direction of the stairs. "You are not going to tell me I spent the last three hours getting you ready and now you're chickening out on me."
"I didn't have to. You did it for me."
"Raphael, come on. You look fine."
"I don't think so. I have to live here—if I wish to retain that dignity I won't be able to participate."
"C'mon, Raph!" called Valon. "It can' be that bad."
There was a long pause and then a drawn out sigh. "Fine. Here I come. No laughter, though."
With that statement Raphael came down the stairs, looking petulant. His face was covered in green make-up down to his neck, the make-up also on his hands. The areas around his eyes, however, had been darkened; bolts had been taped to his neck and a fake scar ran over his forehead. A black wig and baggy, ripped clothing completed the look.
Valon promptly burst into laughter. "Oh God, Raph, tha's brilliant!" he crowed. "We've got us a Frankenstein! She even put black lipstick on you, oh tha's just 'ilarious!"
"Keep talking, Valon. I can choose not to buy you any kind of sugar ever again."
"I thought you weren't going as Frankenstein," Alister commented, trying not to laugh. "What changed your mind?"
Raphael's eyes shifted over to Skye.
Flashback
"No."
"Please, Raphael?" Skye begged, pouting. "It would be perfect!"
"Not a chance. Why pick me for this?"
"Because you have the body structure for it."
Raphael sat back in his recliner and folded his arms. "Not going to happen, Skyler. To do that I would have to wear make-up—and don't tell me you wouldn't make me wear it, you're a perfectionist at heart. I have my dignity and I refuse to do it. That's my final word."
Skye sighed. "Fine," she huffed, crossing her arms. Seconds later, though, a wicked grin split her features. "I guess I won't warn you about the spectacular Halloween prank Valon's been plotting, since you won't be participating. A shame, since he was plotting to pull it on you."
Raphael was not immediately fazed. "You're bluffing."
"What other reason can you think of that would have Valon missing for the past four hours?"
Raphael studied her intently for a moment to determine whether she was lying, then sighed heavily as he rose from the chair. "Against better judgment, I think I will do as you ask. It's the lesser of two evils, at any rate," he said, making a face.
Skye, who had been leaving the room, spun around with a smile on her face. "Thank you!" she said, kissing him on the lips.
End Flashback
"Let's just say that I was blackmailed into it and leave it at that," he said shortly.
"As much fun as this is, can we get ready?" Ember asked with excitement, heading towards the bowl of candy.
"Nice try," Alister said, grabbing the bowl and holding it over his head. "No candy yet."
"Aw! Come on Alister, just one?"
"We don't need you all hyper. It's contagious and makes him act up too," said Alister bluntly, gesturing to Valon.
Jasper passed by with Misha on his back, barking loudly at them.
"Yeah, I know you two are ready," laughed Skye.
"For what? Are they taking part in this too?"
"Sorta. Because this is supposed to be a haunted house it might be a bit too scary for the younger kids. I had Ember train Jasper to lead the kids to the kitchen, where they can have five pieces of candy from the bowl in there. Now, are we ready?" asked Skye, turning to face the small group.
"Yep!" Ember replied, saluting.
"Alright. Raphael, go with Ember down into her lab. Valon, you and Alister go out the back. When the kids come—"
"We know what to do, Skye," said the other bikers in unison.
"Alright, Lola, you go by the cauldron."
"And work my magic," she said, winking.
Raphael eyed the basement door warily. "I try to avoid this room at all costs. I don't even want to think about what's down there at this moment," he said with a frown.
"Oh Raphael, you'll be fine. Ember won't blow you up or anything," replied Skye airily.
"Have a little more faith in me. Besides, I'm using electricity this year, not dynamite," stated Ember matter-of-factly.
"Okay, that's…wait, what? What do you mean by that?" asked the blond, his expression shifting into worry. "Skye, if I get hurt I'm blaming you."
Ember grabbed his arm and bodily hauled the man downstairs, laughing evilly all the while. "Come along, my creation!" she cackled.
"….Skye, I don't like this."
"I love you!" Skye called as Raphael disappeared down the stairs.
The doorbell rang, prompting Skye to nearly run to get it. She paused, took a deep breath, and winked at Jasper. "And here we go," she said.
Skye's POV
"Trick or treat!" the children on the front porch sang in unison.
"Greetings, children," I said, "Welcome to my humble abode."
"Is this the haunted house?" a little boy in a Spiderman costume asked.
I let out a true witch's cackle. "Indeed, child, it is. But before we enter, I have to ask that children under the age of seven to please follow my friend Jasper here to the kitchen, where you can get your candy. Please only take five."
I moved away from the door to allow a small group inside, which were the parents of the younger children followed after Jasper; about fifteen more children were left out on the porch, waiting to get inside.
"Enter all ye who dare, I hope you're ready for a scare," I said, opening the door and allowing the remaining kids inside. Once everyone was assembled I opened the door to the basement. "Come, now, children, and see what I have in this house of mine."
The children followed after me and I could hear murmuring amongst them as they looked around. Several picture frames opened on the walls as we passed them, skeletal hands reaching out to grab at us. This caused several children to get caught off guard and jump, while the rest of them laughed.
I paused in front of the door that led into Ember's lab, turning to the kids. "We are now entering the lab of my scientist. Beware, dear ones, for she is working on an experiment. You mustn't get too close, lest she use you as one of her experiments," I warned as I ushered them into the room.
I had to admit it, Ember had completely turned her little space into that of a mad scientist's laboratory; red, green, and blue lightbulbs had been placed in varying patterns in her lamps or in the ceiling lights, with only a few regular lights lit. She'd also positioned several beakers next to these lights, as well as stringing random wires and having chalkboards filled with nonsensical equations in the room.
Ember herself was toward the side of the room, a huge power switch in her hands; she was positioned behind a metal, where she had hooked up several electrical cables. She was standing on a cleverly hidden platform—the table had something on it (or someone, if that was who I thought it was) hidden underneath a blanket.
"At last, I have gathered enough energy to bring my monster alive!" she cackled evilly (and in spite of myself I got goosebumps—Ember was the perfect mad scientist).
She pulled the switch and actual electricity sparked on the ends of the table—I know I'm going to hear about this from Raphael later—where the cables met. Whatever was under the blanket jerked and started to move, while Ember let out another evil laugh. "It's alive! It's alive!"
With a dramatic flourish she pulled the blanket off the table, revealing Raphael beneath it—well, I knew it was Raphael, but the kids didn't and that's what counted. His movements were slow and I could tell he was the tiniest bit disoriented, but he still managed to get off the bench and started walking toward the kids with a groan.
I tried not to laugh when he stretched out his arms and came at us.
"No my monster," Ember said, moving in front of him. "Come with me, so that we may wreak havoc on the townspeople."
She began to lead Raphael toward an alternate exit, while the children clustered around me.
"Now, my children, let us depart so that we may meet the other members of the house," I said, ushering them to the door.
As we left I heard Raphael mutter, "You didn't tell me that I was actually going to get electrocuted."
"I did warn you. Why do you think you're wearing a rubber suit under that costume?" Ember countered.
I couldn't help but laugh as I closed the door behind me. I heard the kids talking amongst themselves; some were saying that they were scared, while others were talking about how amazing the laboratory was. I smiled as I led them to the door taking us to the backyard and stopped at the door, turning to face the small group.
"Unfortunately this marks the end of the tour, but fear not! We are off to meet my sister, who has a special treat for you."
I opened the door and allowed the children to go out first. Once they were outside, they waited for me to lead them to where Lola was standing. We were walking towards Lola when a loud howl was heard (which sounded suspiciously like Jasper).
The children turned to see where that noise came from and gasped.
"A werewolf!" one girl cried as Valon came into view, backing away from the side of the house.
"And a vampire!" cried the boy in the Spiderman costume as Alister advanced.
The two of them faced off for a moment before Valon lunged at him, trying to scratch at Alister with his (fake) claws and snarling.
Alister easily dodged it with a swirl of his cape. "What's the matter, mongrel? Is that all you got?" he asked tauntingly.
I could tell Valon wanted to say something back, but after getting a glare from me he just growled again. He paused, bunching his muscles together before tackling Alister, the two of them tumbling out of sight.
"Ouch! Valon, you—!" began Alister, but then I heard him sigh and snap, "Cursed mongrel! Release me!"
"I'm sorry that you had to witness that," I said, redirecting the fascinated kids away from the side of the house. "But look! There is my sister, and she is making a special surprise for you."
The children immediately forgot about Alister and Valon fighting and ran over to see what Lola was doing; she had been pretending to be focused on stirring the cauldron at her feet.
"Would you like to see what I'm brewing?" Lola asked as the group came up to her.
The kids nodded their heads eagerly and Lola smiled, reaching into the cauldron and pulling out several small bags of candy for each of the kids.
"Oh wow! She made candy!"
"That's amazing!"
"Miss Witch, can we come back next year?"
Lola and I grinned at each other—the haunted house was a success.
Alister's POV
Two hours later the neighborhood quieted down and we were all taking down the Halloween decorations (well, almost all of us—Raphael had disappeared the moment the last group of kids left to get the make-up off of him). We had to convince Skye that yes, Halloween was over, which was why it was taking us so long; we were nearly finished when I finally bumped into Raphael on the stairs.
"Where's Frankenstein?" I asked teasingly.
Raphael scowled at me. "He's dead and he's not coming back," he replied flatly.
"Unless Skye asks you to," I pointed out.
"Speaking of which, have you talked to Lola yet?"
I paused. "No chance yet. Too busy," I said brusquely.
Raphael eyed me. "You should. I don't think any of us can take your bad mood for much longer," he said simply. "You might as well try. Either that or you can try calling her later—we all know how successful that option was."
"…I'll try."
Lola's POV
"Lola, make up with Alister."
"Why should I, chica?" I said, looking up at Skye in something of surprise (an annoyance).
"Because he's been miserable. He's been trying to get a hold of you since you left and he's been in a really bad mood. Hell, he doesn't even try to pull jokes on Valon anymore and he even stopped the prank war with me. As much as I enjoy the peace and quiet it doesn't feel right."
"Skye's right," Ember said, chiming in while taking off her jacket. "He rarely calls me Raggedy Ann and I kinda like it when he does. It urges me to insult him back."
"Speak of the devil…" I muttered when I saw Alister coming to us.
"Can we talk?" he asked quietly, actually looking uncomfortable—I even noticed a small stutter in his voice. There's a first.
Skye and Ember glanced at me, then back to Alister. "She can," they announced in unison, shoving me at him before promptly disappearing into the house.
I am going to murder them later.
Normal POV
"Look, about what happened involving the Bloody Mary thing," he began. "I'm sorry. I made light of it—it scared you. I didn't know you'd react like that."
"Yes you did! The time at the movies didn't give you a tip off?" Lola snapped.
"It did, but then again you didn't tell me that the Bloody Mary game would scare the crap out of you," he retorted. "I know now that you're scared of it—"
"You know nothing about me!"
"I do too. I talked to Skye about what happened when you were a kid, Lola. If I'd known that had happened I might have not acted the way I did."
"You mean you would have been more understanding?" she said angrily. "More affectionate? God, that's hard to believe. You showing me affection."
Alister stared. "What? When did this shift into a talk about PDA?" he asked incredulously.
Lola shot him a death glare. "That's the whole point behind this argument. Real boyfriends don't brush their girlfriends off when they need someone to talk to. They communicate with their girlfriends, they actually make physical contact, and they actually show concern when their girlfriends are scared out of their minds!"
"Are you saying that I don't do those things?"
"That's news to you? You're constantly brushing me off, you never make physical contact in public, you never compliment me—"
"Yes I do."
"Saying that 'I'm hot' doesn't count. You haven't been supportive at all and you never show affection!"
"Look at Skye and Raphael," she started. "Raphael is the ideal boyfriend that any girl would be lucky to have, and Skyler is that lucky girl."
"I'm not Raphael," he growled, eyes suddenly blazing. "That's not fair to compare me to him. We're two separate people, Lola, and I do show you affection—"
"Oh yeah? What about when I was freaking out after playing 'Bloody Mary'? I was a total wreck. Skye has been spending the night with me ever since. If you really did care then it would be you, not Skye."
Lola looked at the sky above them, struggling not to cry. "It's obvious that you don't care about me," she said, her voice going softer. "I understand why my sister is still single—guys are jerks."
She began to walk away when Alister grabbed her arm, holding her in place. "Let me go, Alister!" she snapped, glaring right back at his blazing gray eyes.
"Not until you hear me out!" he growled, but then she pulled out of his grip and took a step toward the house.
Alister easily moved in front of her to block her route, but he soon realized there was a different problem: Lola had forgotten about the cauldron at her feet.
She tripped over it and let out an alarmed squeal as she toppled forward. The redhead turned, clearly startled as he saw her falling to him and he moved to catch her before she would hit the lawn face first. He caught her and pulled her to his chest to protect her—
And in all the chaos they ended up kissing each other.
They both stiffened for just one moment before they scrambled to their feet and away from each other, staring wide-eyed at one another. Alister hesitated and then slowly opened his arms; Lola moved into them and he hugged her. There was one last pause, and then Alister bent down to deliberately kiss her.
Lola returned it, then buried her face into his chest when they parted and let him hold her.
"I'll try harder to be a better boyfriend," he murmured quietly a few moments later.
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"What are you two doing?" Raphael asked, standing behind Skye and Ember as they peered out of an upstairs window.
"Spying!" Ember said with a grin. "We're seeing if Alister's going to make up with Lola."
"I'm just making sure she's all right," Skye said, frowning when she could not immediately see them. "She looked like she was about to explode any minute when we left them…where'd they go, anyways?"
Raphael glanced directly beneath the window only to back away and drag Skye with him. "They seem to be doing just fine."
"Aw! Come on, Raphael," Skye pouted, "You're no fun."
He raised an eyebrow before flinging her over his shoulder, earning a scream from her. "No fun, huh? I find this most amusing."
"Raphael! Put me down!"
"Nope," he chuckled, making sure Ember was following after them as he left the window…Alister and Lola deserved to have a private moment.
The following morning the biker's household was woken up by Skye's outraged shriek. "Who put cottage cheese in my deodorant?"
Alister, who was downstairs in the kitchen, grinned. "Prank war's back on, Skye," he said pleasantly, humming as he returned his attention to the eggs on the stove.
Finally! The long awaited conclusion to the halloween chapter! :D And the conclusion of the prank way is here! :D
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