I had only meant this story to be a one shot.But I came up with this and instead of making a whole new story I just decided to add more to this M/G family.I did that mostly becouse I'm a big time Miranda/Gordo fan.

Disclaimer-I don't own anything of Lizzie McGuire

Title-The Costume

Me and my famous Hollywood Halloween Costume Coordinator who also goes by the name of dad was going through the the store picking up the assorted items that were needed to deck out my costume for Halloween.

"We're going to need that Super Duper Ninja Cutting Sword of Death." I said pointing up at the item that was hanging up on the shelf.

"Check" said my Costume Coordinator as he grabbed the sword and used it to make a few slashing cuts through the air "Made from the sharpest plastic known to man.Will cut through many hundreds of evil ninjas in battle and still be nice and sharp enough to shave with the next morning!" he said before he put the sword in our cart.

"Ninja Never Miss Throwing Stars." I said pointing back up to the shelf.

"The one gold star you never want someone to pin on you." said my Costume Coordinator as he grabbed two bags off the shelf and throw them in the cart "What?" he asked after he saw me looking at him funny.

"You really think we're going to need two bags of Ninja Never Miss Throwing Stars?" I asked him looking through the cart at the bags he had just chunked in there.

"Well we don't really know the exact amount of evil ninjas that we'll be facing this weekend while we're out in the spooky dark trick or treating." my Costume Coordinator said shrugging his shoulders "So I figured we should at least get two bags just in case.We can't take the chance of not being armed enough when the evil ninjas try to steal our bags full of candy."

That's not a bad idea I thought as I went back to thinking about what else I needed for the costume.

"And besides my little Halloween ninja" said my Costume Coordinator as he bent down next to me "Any good ninja knows you can never have too many throwing stars in your arsenal."

That's true I thought nodding my head in agreement.Man my Hollywood Halloween Costume Coordinator sure did know his stuff.

"And you do know what the ninja motto is don't you?" my Costume Coordinator asked me "No?" he said looking surprised as I shook my head "Well the ninja motto is to always be prepared."

"I thought that was the Cub Scouts motto?" I asked in confusion.I mean they did tell us that at my meeting just the other day.

"It is" my Costume Coordinator said nodding his head "But its also the motto for all you Halloween ninjas too."

Man I must have missed that chapter in my Ninja Halloween Handbook.Yep it's a good thing I have him here going around shopping with me! He's keeping me up and current on all this need to know stuff when it comes to trick or treating.

"Hmmm so is there anything else that we need to get so we can finish out this costume?" asked my Costume Coordinator.

I started going down the list I had brought with me and was using it to compare with what was in the shopping cart.I was just about to say that I believe we had everything when we heard a soft voice come from behind us.

"Michael sweetie are you sure you don't want to get a costume that not so violent?"

Me and my Costume Coordinator turned to see mom standing there behind us.We both groaned again when we noticed that not only was she back but she was also holding something behind her back.Probably another one of those sissy girlie costumes she tried to make me get the other day.I mean come on a Blues Clues costume! She didn't really expect me to wear that sissy thing in public did she?

"Oh come on mom" I groaned "Ninjas ain't violent they're way cool!"

"Ok first off young man how many times have I told you not to say the ain't word." mom said frowning as she looked at the items we had placed into our shopping cart "And how can you say that ninjas aren't violent when you have things like this in here?" Mom said pulling out the sword and bags of throwing stars and holding them up for us to see.

I was just about to say that they were nothing but plastic toys but luckily for me my Costume Coordinator stepped in and did his job, very well I must say.

"Please ma'am I must ask you to desist and step away from the shopping cart please." he told her as he took the sword and throwing stars out of mom hand and placed them back in the cart "Ma'am you are interfering in official Halloween costume shopping business here.So I must ask you to please move along because there is nothing to see here."

"David!" mom said glaring at him as dad pushed her away from the shopping cart "I still think Michael is way to young to be dressing up for Halloween as something as violent as a ninja!"

"Sweetie" mom said as she bent down on one knee in front of me and pulled the costume out from behind her back.

I couldn't help but cringe when I saw it.GOD what she had behind her back was worse than I had thought!

"Hon wouldn't you rather go as a funny and happy clown this year?" mom asked holding the costume out in front of me.

"Uh-uh!" I said vehemently as I shook my head from side to side.

"Why not?" asked mom frowning at me.

"Because clown costumes are for sissies." I told her.

"Clowns costumes are cute and they are most definitely not for sissies!" mom said with her frown getting bigger on her face when she heard dad uhh I mean my Costume Coordinator snickering behind her.

"Yes they are." I shot back at her.

"Ok Mr Smarty Pants." asked mom as she crossed her arms.

Oh boy she only does that when she starts getting REAL mad at me or dad,I thought to myself.

"Why is dressing up like a clown sissy?"

"Dressing up like a clown means I'd have to put girlie make-up on my face!" Gees didn't mom know anything?!

"And don't forget that girlie wig you'd have to wear on your head too." my Costume Coordinator pointed out from behind mom.

"David Gordon would you please be quiet for a second." mom said as she glared at dad from over her shoulder and than turned back to look at me "What do you say Michael hon?Will you wear this clown costume for your dear mom? Please?"

Oh no she's trying to lay that famous guilt trip of hers on me while she gives me that big mommy smile of hers! How can I say no to that?! No! I have to be prepared that's the ninja motto! So I just sucked it up and told her.

"Nope,I'm going to be a ninja this year for Halloween."

"There you go ma'am you heard the young man.He want's to be a ninja" said my Costume Coordinator as he helped mom up "So please I must ask you for the last time please don't interfere.I mean I am the official Hollywood Halloween Costume Coordinator here and you are interfering with my job."

"Fine than." said mom as she started to take back the clown costume to wherever she got it from "Since you two don't seem to want my help I'll just take this back and go help Lizzie pick out a costume for Julie.At least Lizzie and Julie will appreciate my help!"

"Do you think she's mad at us?" I asked dad as we watched mom turn the corner and walk out of sight.

"Not to much" dad said smiling at me "But even if she is my boy she'll get over it."

"Really?" I asked.

"Of course." dad said smiling as he put his hand on my shoulder "Son there is just one thing your going to have to learn about them Sanchez women."

"What's that dad?" I asked wanting to know.

"The most important thing you need to remember is that no matter how mad we make them they just can't seem to stay away from us Gordon men for too long.We're just to darn irresistible to them."

Well that was certainly a good thing to know I thought as we started pushing our shopping cart to the front of the store trying to catch back up with mom and Aunt Lizzie.