Chapter 10

Petunia was dressed as a princess for Halloween. She was too old to trick-or-treat, so she was passing out candy instead. Vernon was going to stay with her, but he was forced to take his sister Marge trick-or-treating. He still managed to empty have the bag of candy that Petunia was carrying.

"Stop it, Vernon! This is for the little brats, not you." Petunia had to find a way to distract him. An idea came to her head. "I'm sorry you have to go watch your sister. I'd be extra careful if I were you," Petunia faked an extremely worried look.

Vernon stopped stuffing his face. Gooey chocolate slid down his open mouth. "Why should I be extra careful?"

The sly blonde peeked out the window with a cautious hand pulling the curtain just a few inches away. "Oh, because of the deadly murderer," she said casually. "I'm sure you've heard of him."

Obviously, Vernon had never heard of this murderer because Petunia made him up. "Of course I heard of him! Umm... what was it he did again?"

Petunia smiled inwardly at how gullible Vernon was. She raised her voice to a scared, trembling tone. "Why, he killed 6 people with a kitchen knife. His last victim managed to slice his leg, but the victim died anyway. No one escapes Scott "One Leg" Mason. He escaped from jail limping on one leg, looking for someone to steal another leg from." Petunia started limping toward Vernon, who was now terrified. "You know, your leg is about the right size for him."

Vernon immediately grabbed both his legs, as if they were to disappear any second from his chubby body. "I-I'll protect Marge from him," he grunted, failing to hide his fear.

Petunia gasped with wonder. "You're so brave, Vernon! I'm sure if One Leg Mason showed up, you'd sacrifice a leg to him so your sister would be saved. Vernon turned pale at the very thought. At this moment, Marge appeared. She was ironically dressed as a pig.

"C-c'mon, Marge. Let's go trick-or-treating," Vernon stuttered. Marge looked confused at her older brother's jitters.

Petunia giggled out loud at when the Dursleys left. She guessed that Vernon would come running back, screaming his head off at some harmless guy, before the clock strikes midnight. That should teach him not to pig out off her hard-earned candy. Petunia was so happy that she gave the spoiled kid across the street some extra sweets. It was one of the few times she wasn't wallowing in the bitter waters of the life that usually flowed. Tonight, she wasn't wondering how Lily was being so much happier than she was.

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End Of Chapter Bonus

James: Halloween or not, I'm brave!

BloodyDice: Umm... not always.

James: Yes I am! C'mon, I battled Lord Voldemort to defend my wife!

BloodyDice: That's impressive and all, but did you ever dare tell a girl that she looked fat in an outfit?

James: ....

Lily: She's got you there, hon.

BloodyDice: Tremble before my awesome wit!

James: Humph. Did you ever dare tell a girl that she looked fat then?

BloodyDice: Yes!

Lily: Wow! O.O