A/N: I'm taking Halloween themed requests over on my tumblr (anotheropti) and that's where this here request came from :)

Enjoy!

"I guess I just don't get what you're supposed to be," Leslie said, squinting and shaking her head in confusion.

"I've already told you, like, a million times," April scoffed. "I'm a retired zombie."

She picked at the Going Vegan sign – no more than a piece of construction paper tied around her neck by string – hanging on top of the "boring" clothes as she called them. It was one of Andy's old outfits, and the length showed on her, even with the shirt tucked in and pants rolled up at her ankles.

"Isn't it… a little too much? I mean won't it scare–"

"It's fine, Sonia and Stephen helped me with the makeup," April said with a shrug as Andy emerged, a laugh already pouring out of him, with the boy triplets slung in his arms.

"Hey, babe! Super awesome costume, as always," Andy noted, eliciting a glare of an I told you so from April at Leslie. His own clown getup, sans blood and gore like April pleaded with him to have, was a huge hit with Westley. "Leslie, aren't you dressing up?"

"Andy, I told you–"

"Sadly… some jerk is backstabbing me yet again–" Leslie growled, and this time April rolled her eyes and Andy just whistled and turned back around with the boys in tow. "April, he is a liar and a horrible man and the worst person on this entire planet Earth."

"Leslie, you've met Donald Trump," April said with an exaggerated grimace.

After a great sigh Leslie nodded her head. "Okay, fair point. That was harsh, but he… he is a terrible person and I hate his face."

"He is being kinda mean for setting this thing up today," April shrugged. "Whatever, I'll try and talk to him after tonight. Andy's super excited to do this, though."

"Well, I'm glad I have two amazing friends that are willing to take such an incredible responsibility – one of whom I think of as practically my second daughter–"

"Leslie," April whined.

"Okay," she finished with a smile and after a parting word, April left to find Andy covered in triplets.

His makeup was smeared all over them, causing the former ghost and pumpkin to be doused in reds and blues everywhere. She couldn't suppress a smile, and Andy's laughter when she piled on top of him was so worth it.

Throughout the rest of the night, April kept getting text messages about how Ron was the worst and awful and she ignored all of them. Instead, she focused on people repulsed by the realistic brains sticking out of her forehead – a clever mix of prank dog crap, hamburger, and makeup of Andy's invention – and then their immediate fawning over the tiny triplets and their tiny, admittedly cute costumes. Well, the ones now covered in paint and Andy's, or Kip the Clown's makeup.

By the time they returned to the Knope-Wyatt house, Andy was offering trades of all sorts and April threw all of the hypersweet chocolate into everyone's bags only to steal whatever was fruity or sour. She'd have to get into a bidding war with Stephen over those ones, but Andy was too soft. He ended up giving away most of his candy under the pretense that he'd get most of April's afterward.

For that, they'd have to have a different kind of trade later.