Disclaimer: Me no own= you know sue.
Um, a friend of mine wanted me to include some mindless killings so I did.
***...*** --- This means random killings that has nothing to do with the story.
Chapter Three
Heero's mother came running down the stairs when she heard the commotion. She gasped when she saw little kids laughing, screaming, strangling, standing there doing nothing...
"What's going on in here?!" she yelled.
Everyone froze.
Heero edge for the door.
"Stop right there young man!"
Heero muttered a 'damn'.
"What happened?" she looked angrily at Heero for an answer.
Heero thought for a moment.
"Um... we're practicing..."
"Practicing? Practicing for what?"
"Uh... for a play..."
His mom looked at him skeptical.
"What?"
"What he means, ma'am, is," Duo threw Dorothy off his back, "Dorothy and Quatre, they just arrived, told us about the organization throwing a play for all the parents to see. They were just showing us how to perform it on stage. That's all. We're sorry if we were too loud. We were just enjoying ourselves so much! Gosh jolly gee, isn't that right Dorothy?" Duo put his arm around her.
Dorothy glared.
"Why yes, you little bundle of joy." she said through gritted teeth.
Heero's mom looked at the small group, unsure if she should believe them. She gave them the benefit of the doubt and went back upstairs to finish getting ready for her party.
Heero glared at all the kids and screamed.
"What the hell is the matter with you? Are you all on pills or something?!"
Merian, Wufei and Quatre gasped.
"-He said a bad word!-" Merian gasped.
"-What a horrible dishonor to put on a family. Shame.-" Wufei shook his head.
Quatre covered his ears.
"La la la la la."
Heero glared and pointed to Merian and Wufei.
"If you talk in Chinese one more time, I'll beat you up!"
He pointed to Quatre.
"If I hear you whimper even once, I'll make sure you never find your way home!"
He pointed to Dorothy.
"If you don't cover those eyebrows up, I'll cut them off myself!"
He pointed at Duo.
"And you! If you so as much talk to me, you won't live to regret it. And put down that vase!"
Duo sighed and put the vase back down.
"Now. all of you go into the dining room and stay there until I say to come out! If you don't listen and aren't in there in five seconds, I'll throw you to the neighbors dog!"
Duo nodded.
"He ain't kidding."
"Now go!!"
They all ran into the dining room.
Heero took a deep breath.
-Kids these days- he thought. -They should all be thrown in a bonfire.-
Knock Knock!
Heero grunted and walked to the bathroom, filled up a bucket of water and went to open the front door.
As he opened it, he threw the water at the group of children standing there.
One of the kids screamed and she grabbed the bucket from Heero.
"What the heck is the matter with you?!" she wiped her face.
Heero looked surprised but didn't show it.
"We don't have any candy. Go away."
"I'm not here for candy."
"Then why are you here? This ain't no hotel."
The girl glared at the little boy.
"Well, now I know I have the right house. Let me guess, you're Heero?"
Heero raised an eyebrow.
The girl smirked.
"Yep. Figured as much." she put the bucket down. "I'm Sally Po. I'll be your teenage guide to help with your trick or treating."
Heero rolled his eyes. "Oh goody..."
"Relax. If you don't make me angry, I won't have to put you in a mental hospital."
Heero looked at her confused.
"Anyways, this is Cathrine and Trowa. They are also in the group. I take it the other little kids are here too?"
Heero nodded and looked over at the now wet Cathrine and Trowa.
Trowa was dressed as a clown with half a mask while Cathrine was dressed as what appeared to be a circus person of some sort.
Sally walked into the house.
"So, where's your mother?"
"Upstairs."
"Where are the others?"
"In the dining room."
"I'll go get them. This way, right?"
Heero nodded and Sally walked off.
Heero glared at Trowa and Cathrine.
Cathrine was trying to dry her hair while Trowa stood there.
Heero took out his nun chucks. He was going to make this quick.
"Listen you two."
Cathrine looked up and smiled.
"Oh hi! I'm Cathrine and this is Trowa."
"I don't care who you are, let me lay down the rules for you. One, you listen to me and only me, two, you don't talk to me, three, if you touch me, you die, four-"
"Um, what are you talking about?"
"Don't interrupt! Four. I'm the boss, and five, if you have a problem with any of my rules tell me now so I can knock some sense in your head."
Cathrine seemed to be taken aback. She looked at Trowa who hadn't moved an inch.
She nodded.
"Alright, but let me tell you my rules." she cleared her throat. "Trowa!"
Heero felt something fly by his head. He looked over to see a knife sticking to the wall. His eyes widened and looked at the two only to see Trowa with a freaky smile holding another knife in his hands.
Cathrine smiled.
"Rule number one, do not boss us around or YOU will be the one getting sense knocked into your head."
Heero gulped as Sally came back.
"Uh Heero? The other kids are not moving and say you have to tell them to move or something like that."
Heero backed up slowly watching Trowa and Cathrine. After a few steps, he ran into the dining room.
Sally sighed and glanced over at Trowa. She made a face and smacked the knife out of his hands.
"Trowa, what did I say about throwing the knives?"
Trowa looked down. "Sorry."
"It's alright." she smiled. "Did you scare him?"
Cathrine nodded. "You bet!"
"Good."
~~~
Trieze finished putting the barbed wire around his house and nodded with a job well done.
There was no way in hell his mansion would become another victim of toilet paper, eggs and any other things kids threw these days.
Halloween
How he hated the 'holiday'.
He laughed. A holiday? Ha! What a joke. Holidays are suppose to be fun with nice dinners and formal clothes not junk food and costumes.
He dusted his hands off and looked around.
Not a kid in sight. Good, very good...
He checked his security camera and made sure the dogs were out. He almost felt bad for the little brats that came to his house.
Almost.
He smirked. This was going to be fun.
Don't get him wrong, he was a good guy. In fact, he put a little sign in front of his house which read:
10LB BAG OF CANDY TO WHOMEVER MAY MAKE IT TO THE FRONT DOOR.
BEWARE. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK.
He chuckled to himself. No one could resist that! Well, not a little brat anyways. Of course, they'd have to make it to the front door first. Ha. No one, and I mean no one, would be able to do THAT.
The house looked harmless enough, the keyword being, looked.
Trieze had put up bobby traps, mud pits, a little forest that he had made onto the property filled with animals of any species imaginable and a few other things he wouldn't get into.
It was easy too. If some kid happened to get hurt, which was probably going to happen, traumatized or lost forvever, he wouldn't be responsible. The sign after all said 'enter at you own risk'. But if a parent did try to sue them, Trieze could hide any and all evidence of his 'terror house' and get off scott free. But if that didn't work, he could always afford lawyers. It was worth it anyways.
Damn little vultures, the lawyers not the kids.
Yes, it looked like it was going to be a quiet night at home with every so often the sounds of children screaming or crying.
It would take a miracle for any kids to make it past the first gate, what with the bottomless pit and all.
*** Trieze looked over and saw a car hit some kids crossing the street. Their candy flew everywhere as children ran to collect the fallen candy like flies on a rotting carcass. A wild pack of dogs came and took the bodies of the fallen away. Gruesome...***
Trieze shook his head and walked back into his mansion ready for a relaxing night at home.
