This was stupid, but fun to write for some reason. I never go over spelling errors, at least not that much, so sorry for mistakes or whatnot. And I gave up near the ending of course. But enjoy!

"Now this right here? This is candy corn."

"Ew, they made a vegetable into a candy?"

Seeing as this was Wowski's first Halloween on Earth, there was no doubt that he didn't have a grasp on how great and heavenly candy was. And Halloween just wasn't Halloween unless you knew your candy. So Ollie took it upon himself to describe all of the candy he could find, most of it coming from his personal stash. They were in his room; Him, Cleo, Pyper, Bernie, and Wowski. While those three watched a cheap horror movie, being so horrible that it was funny, the boys sat on his bed.

"No, no! That's a huge mistake, that's like making grape milk!"

"That exists?" Wowski asked hopefully.

"I'm kidding, dude," Ollie shook his head, Wowski frowning. "Candy corn is actually pretty good candy. I don't know why they named it after corn... it's not very appetizing...but uh, yeah. It's not a vegetable. Here, you wanna try some?"

"I guess," Wowski shrugged, taking the few pieces out of Ollie's extended hand. "I've eaten weirder stuff, like hot dogs."

"Hot dogs?"

"Yeah. I get the hot part, but why dogs? Aren't they made out of pigs or something?"

"You'd really eat something called Pig dogs?"

Overhearing their conversation, Pyper turned around, showing a look of abhor. "Ollie, gross! You already ruined pizza for me, don't ruin hot dogs too!"

"It's going to happen eventually," Cleo warned. "He has a special talent of ruining food, just ask anyone at school."

"Haha, very funny," Ollie rolled his eyes. "But if you guys don't mind, we're kind of in the middle of something here?"

"Obtaining diabetes? Oh yeah, understandable. Sorry for interrupting," Cleo joked, getting a laugh out of her two friends.

"Ignore them, CW. Try it, try it!" Ollie urged, pointing at the stripped sweets.

"Okay, okay, give me a minute!"

Cautiously, Wowski picked up one of the five pieces. Pinching it with his pointer finger and thumb, he picked it up, holding it just inches away from his eyes. He observed it from every angle, turning it every which way. It certainly was very different from corn... while the vegetable could easily be crushed with just the slightest of pressure, this little guy was hanging on fairly well. It wasn't watery, either, which was a huge relief. It wouldn't leave much of a mess. Another huge difference was that it was perfectly stripped, kind of like...what did Ollie say those things were? Candy canes, maybe. Yeah, he was sure that was it. They were like candy canes, but orange and less minty. Where did mint come from, now that he was thinking about it? A tree or something? Or maybe, it was some sort of juice, and...

"CW? You're gonna eat that?"

Ollie's irascible tone broke the mentor out of his rambling thoughts. He smiled sheepishly, apologizing. "Sorry, man! I was thinking for a while there. Alright, just a bite."

"A bite? You're not gonna get much out of a bite, CW, you gotta eat the whole thing!"

"Eh, I don't know, Oll... I'm not too big of a fan of the white part," Wowski winced, eying that part of white with hatred. Pyper snickered.

"Something funny over there, Pype?" The purple alien frowned. Pyper said nothing but still kept her smile. Rolling his eyes, Wowski summoned up some courage and gingerly bit out of the side of the candy.

"Well?" Ollie inquired after a few seconds of chewing.

"Well... it's sweet."

"And?"

"And it's chewable."

"And?"

"It's alright."

"Alright?!" Ollie exclaimed. "Alright?! You had the honor of trying the most classic candy in the Halloween book, and you think it's alright?"

"It's not chocolate bar great, but it's... what're those things called?" Wowski pondered, looking at Cleo for an answer. Caught off guard, the girl went with the first guess that came to her mind.

"Skittles?"

"Skittles! That's it!" Wowski beamed with a snap of his fingers. "Yeah, it's on the same level as Skittles in my opinion. Hey, can I have another?"

"Here," Ollie grabbed his friend's hand, dumping the remaining pieces into his palm. "Knock yourself out, dude."

"I love Happoween," Wowski said dreamily, happily munching down on the candy.

"Halloween," the redhead corrected, getting off of the bed to join his friends. "Anyway, what're you guys watching again?"

"Stab," his sister answered, shoving Bernie over to make room. "It's getting pretty good so far, three people died."

"Agh...was it bloody?"

"It looked like that stuff that comes out of Gushers," Pyper snortled. Cleo noticeably bit her lip, and the three instantly knew what was in the 13-year-old's mind.

"Say it," Ollie sighed, rolling his eyes.

"S-say what?" Cleo struggled to keep a straight face, her nails clawing into the carpet.

"Go ahead, get it over with," Bernie waved his hand in a circle, resting his head in his other one.

"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID! There, I said it, I'm sorry!" Cleo shouted, swinging her legs like a little girl. "Man, I feel better. Anyway, sit down, Oll. The movie's only going to get cornier and cheesier from this point out!"

"I've always had a thing for cheese," Ollie shrugged, sitting next to Pyper. "I mean, how bad does it get?"

"The cold-hearted news reporter is slowly starting to fall for the goofy, yet strong-headed police officer as they investigate the murders," Pyper explained.

"Ooh...well, there's gotta be some sort of romance!" Ollie said, shrugging.

"Oh, but there's more!" Pyper grinned eagerly, pointing at the screen. "You see her? She has, well, had a boyfriend, but he was secretly going-"

"Pyper, shh! Don't spoil the movie for him!" Cleo shushed.

"He doesn't mind, do you, Oll?"

"Did the boyfriend die?"

"Well-"

Their friendly chatter was interrupted by a bloodcurdling shriek from the movie, and the four instantly looked up to see the action.

"Aw, Carla died? I was rooting for her..." Cleo pouted slightly, watching the bloody massacre on the screen.

"It was obvious that she was going to die next. Why would you leave your car knowing good and well that somebody's lurking in the darkness? Makes no sense, no sense at all," Bernie said, asserting logic into the scenario as always as he shook his head.

"I don't think she any safer in the car, Bern," Cleo said. "I mean, the bitch had a knife, all he had to do is bang it against the window like one time and BOOM. She's dead."

"She didn't even lock her doors...she would've died either way." Pyper noticed after a moment of thinking.

"Wait wait wait... who was she?" Ollie asked.

"The person that other lady's boyfriend was seeing. Who else?" Pyper said.

"Oh... I'm confused."

"Go figure."

"We'll explain it to you after the movie ends, Oll," Cleo assured. "We don't have that much left to go, anyway."

"Can we watch Stab 2, then?" Pyper suggested, pulling out the DVD that was conveniently placed under Ollie's bed.

"Ooh, like a Stab marathon! That's not a bad idea, I heard that the movies actually got better later on in the series." Cleo agreed.

"A-alright...more horror movies...yay..." Bernie said reluctantly. Cleo took that as a whole-hearted yes, grabbing the boy's wrist and lifting it in the air.

"Horror movie party!" She hollered with energy.

"This movie sucks."

Cleo shared her opinion only seconds after the sequel started. Ollie snorted on his Sprite -he nabbed it along with many other snacks as the credits rolled- from the abrupt change in demeanor.

"You- you barely gave it any time!" Ollie pointed out.

"They're doing the same old 'movie within a movie' thing."

"It's only the sequel, though..."

"Look, he has a chainsaw!" Pyper yanked the sleeve of Ollie's shirt excitedly, bouncing up and down. "Wait, is this the movie movie, or the movie within a movie?"

Ollie looked at her for a few seconds.

"What?!"

"In their universe, there's this popular franchise named Scream. They start every Stab movie like that, I think." Cleo explained.

"Oh. I still don't get it, but oh," Ollie nodded, shoving Pringles in his mouth. He looked up at his bed; Wowski was still up there, currently on a date with his newfound love. "Hey, CW! You sure you don't want to join us right here?"

"Yeah, we can make room," Pyper added, looking towards Bernie. His hoodie strings were pulled tightly, completely obstructing his view.

"No thanks, Oll, Pype. I'm completely fine up here, right with my candy corn..." Wowski hugged the candy affectionately.

"What's the matter, Bernie? The masked man making you feel scared?" Pyper teased, nudging him with her finger.

"No...my face got cold," Bernie mumbled, pulling his stings tighter at another scream.

"Sure it did... chicken."

"Pyper, leave Bernie alone," her older brother scolded lightly, pulling her back.

"I'm no chicken!" Bernie objected, revealing his face. "I just don't like to watch my movies with a cold face, that's all!"

Pyper's response was, respectively, a small number of chicken noises.

"Your sister can be so mean sometimes, Ollie," Bernie huffed, staring Pyper right in the eye with a disapproving frown. The 11-year-old stuck out her tongue.

"That's why we love her," Ollie acknowledged, his smile growing wider at the glare he received from Pyper.

"Hey, I'm not mean! I'm just respectfully honest, that's all." She defended herself.

"Aww, we all have flaws, Pype. Pop-Tart?" Ollie offered her, holding out the box.

"I'd rather be mean than be a chicken." she shrugged.

"I'm not a chicken."

"Damn, Oll. I thought those snacks were for all of us, you ate nearly half of everything." Cleo said in awe.

"They are for everyone! It's just that nobody's ever reached out for one." Ollie said as Pyper grabbed a pastry.

S'mores.

"Making us reach out for snacks...you jerk," Cleo playfully grumbled, leaning across Bernie and Pyper in an attempt to reach the popcorn. Ollie held it out of reach.

"Ollie!"

"Wait a minute, I just decided that I wanted some," he joked.

"Give her the bag, she's crushing my legs!" Bernie wheezed, his life flashing before his eyes.

"Oh shut up! You don't hear Pype complaining!"

"You probably killed her," Ollie mumbled under his breath.

"I'm good, actually, just trying to watch the movie," the redhead said.

"Me too. Screw it, I don't want that dehydrated popcorn anyways." Cleo slid back to her place, much to the relief of Bernie.

Another scream was heard.

"Ahh, right in the throat!" Ollie cringed, grabbing his own throat with phantom pain.

"She should've run, she just stood there! I think they're just asking to be killed at this point. I told you it sucked, Oll," Cleo laughed.

"We should've gone with Saw," Pyper mumbled, break the pop tart into small pieces. Bernie gave her a look.

"Aren't you 11?"

"And you're 13, but you don't see me cowering."

"You wouldn't be able to handle Saw, Pyper," Bernie said, shrugging off the insult. "No matter how much you think you can."

"Is that a dare?" Pyper cocked her brow.

"We can't ever have normal fun, can we?" Cleo sighed.

"No, it wasn't a dare. I'm just saying that-"

"It sounded like a dare on my end. Did that sound like a dare to you, big bro?" Pyper asked Ollie, looking for backup.

"It's a dare that I really wouldn't like you to take up..."

"I accept your dare then, Bernie... whatever your last name is!" Pyper stood up, holding out her hand. "I'll watch the whole thing, through and through, and I won't be scared in the slightest!"

"What dare?! It wasn't a dare!" Bernie exclaimed.

"You said it with daring energy-"

"Not. Helping. Cleo."

"Sorry."

"Pyper, it wasn't a dare," Ollie tried. "Now, just sit back down and we can all enjoy our nice little- and she's gone." he deadpanned when his sister ran out of the room. "Nice going, Bern. Now she's gonna keep me up all night with her nightmares."

"I didn't know she was going to take it so seriously! I was just trying to warn her, honest! Sometimes, she can be so-"

"UH, before you continue, just remember that this is my sister you're talking about," The chosen one crossed his arms.

"Mean!"

"Oh. Well, she's never mean on purpose... sometimes. She just wants to be different from other girls..."

"Ew..." Cleo grimaced, being reminded of all of those unpleasant posts that she found on Twitter and Reddit.

"So she acts tough, that's all! Well, she is tough. She never means to hurt people... unless she doesn't like them... she's just having fun." Ollie finished.

"She pushed me four times," Bernie said.

"Wow, didn't know Pyper could be so...pushy! Eh, eh?!" Cleo joked, holding her hand up. With a playful roll of the eyes, Ollie gave her a high five. "Ah... I still got it."

"Anyway, Bernie, she's 11. Name one 11-year-old you know that doesn't shove people around." Ollie smirked.

"Well, okay, good point... but she only pushes me around! How come she never pushes you two?" Bernie asked.

"Isn't it obvious? She doesn't like you, Bern." Wowski interrupted to add his opinion.

"She likes you, don't listen to him! It's just that, well... you're a bit of a wimp, and it's sort of easy to beat up wimps. No offense." Cleo put it in simple terms, giving a warm smile.

Once again, a scream was shot.

But it didn't come from the movie. Ollie looked at the screen in confusion, wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him. A relatively calm scene was playing out, the main character and her new boyfriend having a full-on fight. Couches were awesomely thrown in the process. "What the hell was that?"

"Wasn't me. My screams are exaggerated," Cleo denied. The two then looked at Bernie.

"Seriously? Guys, it came from the living room..."

"Makes sense...PYPER!" Ollie yelped with realization, jumping up hurriedly. Cleo instantly went after the popcorn the moment he got up. "I-I thought she was bluffing, I didn't think she was actually gonna do it!"

"Pyper's never been one to back down from a dare," Cleo said.

"Oh man...uh, Pyper? You okay?" he called, hoping the message made its way down. After a few seconds, a small pitter-patter was heard. Pyper walked back up to join them, still trying to keep her unbothered image.

"Who, me? Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" she snickered, brushing off her shirt as she sat back down. "I don't know how, but the DVD broke. So I can't watch it anymore. I mean, I'd love to, but I can't. SHUT UP." she snapped, shoving an accusatory finger in a grinning Bernie's face.

"I'm not saying anything."

"Stop smiling!"

"Yeah, sure, the DVD broke," Ollie said skeptically. "So does that mean that you two are gonna stop arguing and we can enjoy the rest of the night?"

"Might as well. We still have five more movies to go," Pyper nodded.

And so, the group of friends enjoyed their calm, yet the somewhat eerie night of horror movies. There were tons of laughs, Pyper got to slap somebody, and Wowski and the candy corn broke up. Overall, it was great. The only thing that would ruin it would be tomorrow morning, when they would see the aftermath of eating like crazy.