AN. Fireworks are dangerous and not be played around with unless you know exactly what you are doing. Got it? Good, so don't blow yourself up.

A Gundam Wing Halloween 2

            Quatre and Duo bounced around the group as they walked down the road. Only the biker seemed to know how this worked, so Duo gave them a very quick version of what you do.

"You run up to the door, ring the doorbell or knock. Yell TRICK OR TREAT!, get your loot, and run to the next house, repeat."

"Seems pretty stupid to me. Why would a bunch a strangers want to give out candy for no reason?"

            Duo shrugged at Wufei's question. He didn't really care, as long as he got candy. The first few houses were a good learning experience, for the boys, who found out the true meaning of 'a fool and his candy are soon parted.' Enjoying the fact that their sacs were getting heavy, and the whole night, the group moved on to the next block.

            However they ran into a problem at the next house.

"You boys are too old for this"

The door was closed in their faces as they all looked to Duo. The Biker, for his part, was rubbing his hands together with a gleeful look.

"It's Trick or Treat right guys?"

The others nodded their heads yes.

"Then it's time for a trick"

The gang soon had devious looks on all their faces as Dup told them the plan. Duo/Biker pulled out his arsenal from the pouch on the front of his shirt. Nearly 3 dozen rotten eggs, 4 cans of bright silly string ranging from Punk Pink to Nauseous Neon. Many stink bombs fell in to Trowa's hands.

The boys went to work. After 10 minutes they stepped back to look at their handiwork. Every window was covered with rotten eggs, the door handles were all wet with, well, we'll just say wet. The tree's were silly stringed and the whole property stunk to high heaven.  Pleased with their work, they moved on.

At the next house that refused to give them candy, Heero and Trowa took over the tricking and disappeared for several minutes. The other three sat down on the curb and had some candy. Soon, Heero and Trowa returned, the perfect soldier was pushing a wheelbarrow In front of him while uni-banged boy pulled a children's' wagon behind him.

Both vehicles were piled to the brim and over with every kind of firework imaginable. Heero got a maniatic look in his eye as he set them strategically around the house. Trowa assisted him as the other three watched. Wufei, however, was still eating from his bag, getting a maniatic look in his own eyes.

Heero and Trowa returned to the group and ceremoniously lighted a single match. With a wicked laugh that would rival that of Dr. Jekyl's, Heero lit the nearest firework. Somehow, the pair of pilots had twisted the law of physics and gravity so that when one rocket went off, it set the one beside it off. The night exploded. Green, red and yellow sparks were everywhere, along with the explosions and sounds that would have woken up Rip Van Wrinkle.

As people gathered around to watch the fabulous display, Wufei looked up from his bag and noticed several girls in the group. (AN you must understand that Wufei has an extremely low tolerance to sugar, and it effects him in strange, bizarre, and just plain weird ways.)

"Girls are not worthy of my precious sugar, it is mine! Mine! They are too weak to take it!!!"

He suddenly jumped up and grabbed several of the girls' bags as he took off running and screaming. The screaming wasn't noticed because of the noise from the fireworks, but Heero did see him run off like a monkey in mating season. Shrugging his shoulders, the perfect shoulder slung an arm around Duo's waist and went back to watching the fireworks.

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Wufei was running wild through the bushes; he had stolen a Zorro costume from a kid and had named himself 'The protector of candy.' Even though he only ate the sugar after he had 'liberated' it.

In another part of town

It was Quatre's turn to trick a house that had refused to give them candy.  He was thinking hard, but brightened up when an idea came to him. The other 3 pilots backed off warily as Quatre's eyes gleamed a deep and crimson red. He hissed slightly, and then smiled.  Trowa felt his blood to ice when Quatre spoke of his plan.

So much for the bunny.

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