Um....hi everyone. Do you remember me? I don't think you would. In fact, I hardly doubt you'd remember this story. It's been taki g an---erm--BREAK! yes, a break for a few months -cough-many-cough-. Well, it's back, although my computer crashed and my nearly completed version was lost, but this is what I have, and i shall finish it and hopefully post regularly.

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The bag was filled with arrows. A bow sat next to it. So maybe they did have fun and hurt people here… They sat right next to the door, which she could easily slip open and take them. And there were so many…

Shock was good at archery, and even better at being stealthy. She slid the door open and grabbed the bag and bow quickly. The cupid man was screaming about something and didn't notice anything that was going on.

"Trick or Treat." Shock whispered out of habit as she slipped down the hallway again, clutching the bag. She was ready to go home and sling a few arrows at whoever decided to tick her off.

She must have taken a wrong turn at the big pink door, because she ended up in a little workshop where the heart shaped paper littered the tables and floors. It was empty at the moment, and Shock decided to go through the door on the other side instead of backtracking. Might as well have a little fun.

She opened the door and found herself surrounded by little children with pink cheeks and clothing. They were all making valentines intently, not saying a word. They took no notice of Shock.

She pulled out one of the arrows to inspect it and fit it into the sling. Without meaning to, she let go and an arrow flew towards one of the workers. As it nearer him, Shock frantically looked for a place to hide. Surely he'd stop for the arrow piercing him like that. But as the arrow sank into the crook of his back, it softened and sunk in.

He did stop, and he turned around slowly. Then his eyes fell on Shock, and something in his brain must have clicked, because he got up and headed towards her. Shock was too frozen with fear to move again. He was going to yell at her, and she'd get caught and her fun taken away. Again. Like always.

"Who are you, you beautiful princess?" he asked. Shock's eyes widened. Something was wrong.

"Uhhhhhh…I'm Shock."

"I'm #13685, or Harry."

Shock stopped, thinking furiously. The arrows. They must have been magical arrows. Love arrows. Of course Shock couldn't think that herself! She mentally kicked herself and then thought to run, before this thing could do anything else. Holding tightly to the arrows, which she knew that could cause major trouble in Halloween Town (Good!), she ran back through the doors. She stopped short when she saw another archway, and rushed out into it. She was back on the patio, and the retarded cupid statue was still there, staring down at her. She walked past it and continued walking.

Now she was back in the room with the millions of valentines stacked high above the ceiling. Now how did she get out? She glanced behind her, and saw the kid still looking for her, and panicked.

She dove into the pile of cards just as he seemed to have seen her, and soon she felt herself falling. The cards disappeared, and she was once again sitting in the circle of holiday trees, still clutching the arrows. A couple of cards were caught on the arrows, and she stuck them down in the bottom of the bag hurriedly as she ran towards the Pumpkin shaped door.

Okay, kinda short for owing everyone so badly. Cuz I suck. Well I'm sorry, but I'm working on the next chapter. Much longer, I promise! Review, even if you hated it. It will make me feel good inside. -ahem-Flames sometimes make me laugh, so make sure they're educated and not pointless yelling.

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