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NOTE: Okay, chapter two. Not much happens here, but the action will come soon, I promise!
Rachel -
It was October 31st Halloween. Unfortunately this year it fell on a school day, so all day I had to tolerate people jumping out of corners and grabbing me, trying to scare me. It took a couple choice words and a few punches in the chest to get the message through their thick skulls. It took a lot more than fake blood and severed eyeballs to scare me.
After last period I caught up with Jake.
"Jake I need a favor."
"No. I am not taking your little sisters trick-or-treating." He said immediately.
"Oh come on. What are you going to do tonight then?" I demanded.
Jake rubbed his chin. "Hanging out with Marco."
"Take him with you then."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
I crossed my arms and sighed. " I was hoping it didn't have to come to this. . . but remember that picture Marco took of you checking to see if you had chest hairs? The one he said he would use as blackmail someday?"
His jaw dropped. "I destroyed that picture days ago."
"Ah, but not the negatives. Marco carelessly left them in his backpack at Cassie's barn. I happened to come upon the said negatives. . ."
"You wouldn't" Jake gasped.
"Wouldn't I? I think Cassie needs a little entertainment, don't you?" I raised an eyebrow and put up a smug grin.
Jake's shoulders drooped. "Why didn't you just ask Cassie?"
"She's gonna be glued to the TV all night watching a documentary on the vampire bat and other misunderstood creatures." I rolled my eyes.
"I cannot believe you're blackmailing me."
"Neither can I, but you pushed me. All I wanted was a favor."
"Fine. I'll do it."
"Promise?"
He nodded glumly.
I patted him on the back. "Thanks, cuz. I owe you one."
"What's so important that you're resorting to blackmailing and ditching your own family?"
I laughed. "I'm going with Tobias to take Ax trick or treating."
Jake's jaw dropped. "That could be dangerous."
"Relax. I'll be there."
"That's why it'll be dangerous. Be careful." He started to walk away. "Don't let Ax eat the candy in public." Then he suddenly swiveled around. "Hey, I want those negatives."
"Oh. I don't have them, I showed them to Marco and he threw them away two days ago." I smiled sweetly. Jake's mouth opened and closed noiselessly. "Oh please, like I would ever resort to real blackmail. See you at my house by 6, you promised!"
I walked away happily, leaving Jake in the hallway gaping like a fish. After going outside, instead of hopping a bus, I turned a left and made my way straight to the park. People were setting up party decorations for Halloween parties that would keep everyone up late tonight. But I wasn't there to see them. I entered the forest discreetly, being careful not to look suspicious. After a few minutes of walking. . .
Hey Rachel, you've GOT to see this! Tobias called from the sky. I smiled and jogged toward were I knew Ax's scoop was. There was Ax in human form, standing awkwardly in a skintight brown leotard.
"I feel highly uncomfortable." Ax said.
I barked out a laugh. "You want to come to my gymnastics class with me, Ax?"
He looked frightened. "Flipping and spinning carelessly through the air without wings with only a thin mat of cushion to prevent instant death or permanent paralysis? No I think not."
We laughed and helped the cinnamon bun part of the costume on him. Soon he was a big huge bun with a neck and head, arms, and legs sticking out.
"Wait hold on." I grabbed the white icing cap and put it on his head. "Perfect."
"I feel delicious." Ax commented.
Yeah, well, you're a cinnamon bun, Ax.
"Why is he getting dressed now? We can't go for like 3 hours." I asked. Ax would only have two hours to roam the streets in search of candy.
He was bugging me all day to try it on. He said it would be 'most beneficial'.
"Really?"
Oh yeah, that and I had to stop him from sniffing the thing somehow.
"I was not sniffing. I was inspecting." Ax corrected. He practiced walked around. To my surprise he got the hang of the limited walked quickly. "This is actually easier. The cinnamon bun portion can act as padding if I fall."
Then you'd go rolling down the street with a vampire and Xena chasing after you. Tobias joked.
I laughed at the image.
After helping Ax out of his cinnamon bun, I went home to check in with my mom and sisters. My mom would be home all night, but she had to work on a case, so I was supposed to take the Terror Twins trick-or-treating. I gathered them to the side to tell them that they would be going with Jake.
"Rachel, Rachel, can I wear the bloody eyeball?" Sara jumped up and down. I stared at her.
"But you're going to be a ballerina."
"Ballerina's can't have bloody eyeballs?"
"Rachel, we can't go with Jake!" Jordan whined.
"Why not?"
"Cuz my friends think Jake is cute and that's gross!" she declared.
"Marco will be there." I told her.
"Oh. Well, you've probably got something to do , right?"
And that was that. I told me my mom the arrangements and she nodded impatiently.
"Have fun, girls."
I helped Jordan into her hippie costume and squeezed Sara into her tutu. Then I put Sara on a chair so I can fasten on the severed eyeball. "There you go. Now wait in the living room for Jake."
A few minutes later the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Jake in a hobo costume he had pbviously thrown together 5 minutes ago, and Marco dressed as a hockey player.
"Ahh! Rachel take off that mask before I pee in my pants!" Marco shrieked and covered his face. Jake laughed.
"Ha ha. Thank you for spouting the oldest and corniest joke in human history." I said. Then I ushered Jordan out. Marco cringed.
"Hiiii Marco." Jordan said shyly.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Sara squealed, jumping into Jake's arms.
"Ahh!" Jake almost dropped her when he saw the eyeball hanging from her face.
"A ballerina with a severed eyeball." Marco observed. "Yep, this is Rachel's sister."
I stuck out my tongue. "They need to be home by 8. Don't lose them or I'll hunt you down and feed you to some big alien or something."
Jake nodded. "Will do. And remember, no word -"
"About the deviously embarrassing picture of Jake searching for - " Marco began
"Shut up!" Jake hissed.
"So Xena, what are you going to be dressed as tonight?" Marco asked. "A genie to grant the wishes of that oh so special someone who happens to have feathers?"
I glared and nudged Jordan closer to Marco. "Have fun you guys." And I shut the door.
I walked up to my room and stared at the fake leather clothes I was going to be wearing tonight.
"Good grief, why did I agree to buying this again?" I reluctantly put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I refused to admit to myself that I kind of liked it.
"Bye mom!" I called at her closed office door. I heard a mumbled "Bye, honey!" and grabbed my jacket. I opened my door and was greeted by Tobias in full vampire uniform, about to ring my doorbell. Behind him stood a very big cinnamon bun. Ax had darkened his face with I hoped was brown makeup to match his costume. I could barely tell it was him. Tobias had done something similar, except he chalked his face white. He grinned a sharp toothed grin.
"Told you it'd look good." Tobias said.
"Shut up."
Ax looked into my house. "Where is the candy?"
"Ax, we went over this. You say trick or treat." Tobias sighed.
"What if she picks trick? She will trick me."
Tobias and I stared at each other blankly.
"It's okay Ax, here. I grabbed a Mr. Goodbar from the basket next to my door and handed it to Ax. He eyed it greedily, but obediently put it in his plastic pumpkin. "Alright, let's do this."
We led Ax to my neighbor's house and rung the doorbell. Mrs. Loftus answered it with a huge smile on her face. She saved this face for greeting children during Halloween. I remember bursting out in tears when I first saw it.
"Trick or Treat." Ax enunciated clearly, like he was giving a presidential speech.
"Oh, a cinnabon! How creative! And a vampire, how scary. And Rachel. . .are you an circus dancer?"
Tobias laughed. I made a face at him. "Sure, Mrs. Loftus."
"Trick or Treat." Ax said urgently.
Mrs. Loftus gave a kind nice-old-lady chuckle. "How bout a trick?" Mrs. Loftus joked.
"Ah, well, I have prepared for any misfortune you might cause me, so it would be most beneficial if you just refrained from trying to trick me." Ax said. Mrs. Loftus stared at him, then at me.
"He's Canadian." I explained. Mrs. Loftus looked bewildered, but gave us a Hershey bar each before shutting the door in our faces.
"That went okay. . ." Tobias said.
"I guess we won't be getting fresh-baked cookies from her this Christmas. . ."
"Ax? Ax, where's Ax!?"
I swiveled around. He was gone! "How the heck did he get away, he could barely walk!"
"There he is!" Tobias darted down to the sidewalk. I followed. Ax was standing under a street lamp, surrounded by a bunch of 4th graders.
"Give it back!" a blond boy dressed as Spongebob Squarepants yelled.
"I said trick or treat!" Ax told him in a calm tone. "That is the tradition."
"You suck!" a little red-headed Wonder Woman grabbed Ax's bun and started to unravel it, causing Ax to spin.
"What are you doing?"
"Gimme back my candy!" Spongebob screeched.
"Freak!" another kid yelled.
Tobias grabbed Ax. "Sorry kids!"
"Yeah, Ax-uh-Philip sick. He hasn't taken his medication." I explained, prying the little girl's fingers off Ax. Tobias tossed his Hershey bar at Spongebob.
"Here you can have my candy."
"Mine too." I gave Wonder Woman my chocolate. They smiled at us, and Wonder Woman kicked me in the leg. Then they ran away.
"Owww, I didn't even DO anything!"
"Your youth are very disturbed." Ax grumbled, gathering up his unraveling costume.
Tobias shook his head. "Ax, you only ask people in the houses. Those kids are trick or treaters like us. They get candy."
"If they had asked me trick or treat, I would have gladly given them mine." Ax huffed.
"Hey looks, it's Jake and Marco." Tobias said, looking over my shoulder. I followed his line of sight and saw Jake, carrying Sara, and Marco being dragged along by Jordan.
"Ohh, no. Marco canNOT see me dressed as Xena." I said. I tugged Tobias and Ax into a bush.
"Owww, hey. There are thorns in this bush!" Tobias complained.
"Okay, wait." I stuck my head out and scared a 7 year old to death. He wore a leather mask on his face. "Hey, kid, I'll give you five bucks for that mask.". He looked at the Lincoln and fingered his mask. Then he whipped it off and handed it to me. I paid him.
"Jeez, Rachel." Tobias said. "Did you just haggle with a first grader?"
"You guys distract those two while I sprint down to the other side of the street. Meet you in front of number 43." Tobias nodded and helped drag Ax, who was like an overturned turtle, out of the bush. I heard them meet up with Jake, Marco, and my sisters.
"A cinnamon bun? Are you for real!?" I heard Marco say. I took the chance and sprinted out of the bush and into the shadows of the other side of the street. A couple minutes later Tobias and Ax walked up.
"Ax told them you had to leave to perform bodily functions." Tobias laughed.
"Great. Well, let's go to this house." I motioned at number 43. The lights were on, but there were no halloween decorations.
"Maybe we should skip this one, actually." I said.
"Come on, we just skipped like 4 houses so you could run away, lsets just go here." Tobias went up the stairs, Ax following quickly behind.
"Since when were you all pro trick-or-treating?"
"I'm not. I just want to get this night over with." Tobias turned to Ax. "Remember, say "trick-or-treat" then "thank you". That's all."
"Of course." Ax said impatiently. "I wouldn't do anything that would reveal I was - "
The door swung open and a short but heavily muscled bald guy with a gray beard answered the door. And he didn't look friendly.
"You were a what?" he asked.
- - - Ok if that isn't the crappiest cliffie-wannabe ever, I dunno what is. But I'm not done yet, so please don't abandon me. I might update sooner than just once a week, in order to get this thing done by Halloween. Okay, there were already a lot of reviews for the first chapter, so I can't respond to each one. But thanks for reviewing and I Swear, I read all of them!
