The author is sitting in his apartment, bored to tears. It is October 31st, all hallows eve. The night when goblins and spirit come to your door and spout out a phrase they don't even understand. "Trick or treat!" Who invented this stupid concept? People walking up to doors and demanding candy or else they will vandalize your house? Isn't that illegal?
I am handing out candy to the munchkins, they greedily dig their hands into the bowl I have prepared for them and pull out lollypops, bars, and gum. A group of witches, goblins, and a Sonic the Hedgehog took the last of the treats and I shut off my porch light, a signal not to come up.
I settle into my lounge chair and flick on the TV. It's playing some old horror flick. I'm tempted to turn the channel, but I don't have the energy to do so. Just before the monster devours the girl, I fall asleep.
I am awakening. There is a loud banging noise somewhere nearby. The TV is only displaying a blue screen from no signal, and all is silent. The clock reads eleven o'four, and I look around. Something must have fallen, creating the banging noise I heard. I close my eyes with a wistful thought that I should go to my bed, when the banging noise happens again. It's my door.
"Open up, you slow moron! Treat and trick or something like that!"
I get up. Damn kids, I thought, time for treats is over!
I open the door with a retort on my lips that dies instantly. I am standing face to face with not a boy, but a full-grown man.
"Vegeta-sama!" I exclaimed. This was no costume. No person in the world could have imitated that scowl or spiked his hair up like that.
"That's right Earthling!" Vegeta spat, "I was promised treats if I went out this night and knocked on peoples doors. And so far I have been disappointed. I hope you will not."
This last part was said in a low voice that carried threat.
"I'm all out of candy..." I started. His face got even uglier, "But I have something in the kitchen! Hang on!"
I ran for all I was worth into my small kitchen. I looked all around in a panic. What the heck am I going to give HIM?
I opened my fridge and found a chunk of raw meat sitting in the back. I pulled it out and ran back to the Saiyan.
"How about this?" I asked, tentivly handing him the steak.
He grabbed it out of my hand, took a bite, and then smiled, "Finally, someone who hands out good food. Thank you Earthling, I will spare your life." The Saiyan Prince turned to leave when I stopped him.
"Wait!" Then, of all the things I could have asked, like what he was doing here, when he was just a cartoon, I asked, "why aren't you wearing a costume?"
"I am!" He yelled and pointed to a leave on top of his boot, "I'm a tree." The man walked off.
I looked down the road, and no one was around, so I shut and locked the door.
Before I could even ponder the weird event, the door was hit again.
I opened it to find a man standing in a blue dress with red shoes, and a picnic basket. The man had a scar running over his left eye.
"Hey!" He said, "Names Yhamcha, and Tric-"
"Who?" I asked.
"Yhamcha. Ya know, die and run a lot. Some extra they cast for no reason."
"Still not ringing a bell," I responded.
He sighed in defeat. "Okay, okay. You and every one else on the block. But hey! You like my Dorothy costume? Oh! And Puar as Toto?"
A little black cat popped out of the basket and barked at me. "Trick or treat!" It said in an impossibly high voice.
"Yea!" The one called Yhamcha said, "Trick or treat!"
I didn't hurry, or even think of what to get him. I was to busy trying to figure out who he was.
I shoved a Packet of Roman Noodles at him and shut the door.
"This is weird!" I said.
The doorbell rang. I don't even have a doorbell!
I opened it up to find a tall man with unruly spiked hair. "Goku!" I said, so surprised I didn't even use his Saiyan name.
The Saiyan gave a wide grin. He was dressed in yellow from head to foot and had painted two red dots on his cheeks. "Pichachu!" He said.
"Oh my god," I said downcast and shut the door as far as I could, but Kakarots foot intervened.
"Wait, sorry. Its just part of the costume. I have a strange craving to play with electricity too. Hey! You look like someone who might have a bite to eat!" He said, giving me a wink.
Dear lord, I thought, I don't have enough food in my entire kitchen to satisfy him! I quickly ran into my room to see if I could find something to at least curb him! I saw my inspiration, grabbed it, and ran back.
Kakarot was standing there striking up a conversation with a scarecrow I had set out, and noticed my coming back. I handed him the objects I held.
"What's this? It looks like Peppermint Patties!" He started to bite one.
"No no!" I said, "It's change. It's...its special change. You can buy a lot of food with that! Don't let anyone else see you have it, or else they'll mob you and try to take it from you!"
"Oh okay!" Kakarot said, and walked off, eyeing the shadows and clutching the $.68 to his chest.
I closed the door and immediately there was a knock.
I opened it up to find Piccolo dressed as Sailor Moon.
"What are you doing here? You don't even eat!"
"Yea, I know. But I had to make my classical "Dressed as a girl" appearance."
The unenthusiastic Namek walked away.
There was a knock on the door before I even got it fully closed.
A short being with a sheet covering his smooth head stood in the doorway.
"Trick or treat!" Krillian said.
"Oh, I'm sorry son," I said, "But I'm all out of candy."
The sheet gave me a blank a stare as a sheet could and said, "But I'm not a kid, I'm just short!"
"I'm sure, I'm sure!" I patted the kid on the head, "You might want to go home, and it's getting late!"
I closed the door.
No knock came. I started to walk away when the doorbell rang. What freaking doorbell!!!! My mind yelled.
A blonde woman stood at the door. She was a knockout! She was also dressed as Sailor Moon, and my eyes floated over her figure.
"Trick or treat," Eighteen said.
I didn't move, and then realized she had said something.
"I'm sorry?" I asked.
"Men," She said, "Trick or treat!"
"Oh! Sure." I walked into the kitchen, wondering what the heck Eighteen eats. I took out some ice cream and handed it to her.
"Meah," She said and started to walk off.
"Oh hey! Before you go, you should know Piccolo is wearing the same costume."
"Damn that Namek!" She exclaimed and flew off.
Frieza dropped in front of me before I could turn around and pointed a finger at me.
"Treat or die," He said.
"You supposed to said "trick or treat," I whispered, trying to save the villain the embarrassment.
He raised the index finger and I suddenly remembered his famous attack.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I'll get you a treat right away!" I hurried to the fridge.
Wait a minute! This is a villain! I shouldn't give him anything good! I got an idea and walked into my bathroom and opened my medicine cabinet, and pulled out a laxative I kept around.
Going back into the kitchen I poured the powder into a Mountain Dew and then handed it to the tyrant.
"Bout time!" He said and flew off.
This time, there was no knock, no doorbell. It was done.
The gang all met up at Capsule Corp. and talked about their time out. Naturally, my house came up.
"He thought I was a little kid!" Krillian complained.
"He said I could buy a whole bunch of food with the change. But I could only get a little Debbie." Kakarot whined.
"I didn't mind the meat, although it was a tad cold." Vegeta said
"He didn't even know who I was!" Yhamcha said.
"Who is he?" Vegeta whispered to Bulma.
"The ice cream was good, but it was vanilla, I like chocolate." Eighteen said.
Frieza was about to say something, when his eye's got really wide, and he ran towards the men's room holding his backside.
I'VE UPDATED! I have taken me years and years! But I have finally done it!!!!! Please review and give suggestions! I am doing the "Raven" one, but it will take a while.
Also, send me in some weird attack names. Like I came up with "Final Flush" in place of Vegeta's "Final Flash" I'm writing a story with them and I need some ideas.
