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Prompt: Pumpkin carving.

Enjoy these two dorks setting up their first Halloween party together.

"Why are we carving pumpkins if we got all these decorations," Andy asked her, waving the knife in his hand without a care for where the edge landed. "We already covered half the house in cobwebs and skeletons. What difference could afew pumpkins do?"

Oh, how dense someone so amazing could be sometimes. April finished up the jagged teeth on her pumpkin, trying to imagine what eyes would fit a terrifying carving best, before she bothered to look up at him. The question wasn't annoying or anything but April shouldn't have to remind him of the facts of Halloween.

"There can never be enough decorations," she finally said, setting her own blade down on the table.

"Hmm," he picked through his beard with the point of his knife. "I don't know why, but that doesn't sound right."

"Oh yeah? Well, that's dumb. Halloween is the greatest holiday because we get to dress up-" she gave him a brief smirk before continuing. "We can scare our friends, laugh at people with bad costumes, and decorate our house in whatever gross way we want."

For a moment, he sat there pensive for far too long. It was beginning to worry April, like she had broken his brain with the realization of how perfect a night it was going to be - especially the part about making fun of people. Even if she would have to invite far too many people back to their house again, the end of it all could be way funnier than just staying at home and drinking with Andy. Still a cool night, but there's only one Halloween.

Then, suddenly, Andy perked up.

"What if we smashed all the pumpkins and filled our bathtub with the guts?" he asked with wide eyes.

"Yes!" she looked at him, incredulous. "Like I'm gonna say no?"

"And you can lie down in there, under all that gunk, and when someone goes in you scare them out of our bathroom."

"Won't people think it's weird that I'm not here?" she asked him, curious.

He scrunched his face up for a beat, thinking.

"I'll say you were a ghost the whole time," Andy answered.

"I'm so in love with you," April breathed the words in disbelief.

"I know," he said with a satisfied smirk. "Love you too, babe."

They sat for a while, finishing the first pair of what should have been a dozen pumpkins. April's pumpkin turned out just like she imagined - a classic jagged grin so wide it could be a Glasgow smile, eyes sharp and brutal. Turning to see her husband's handiwork, April tried to figure out what the hell it was. While he was doing his work, he had refused to let her see until now. She couldn't be disappointed in the thing when it was so undeniably weird.

In the end, she decided it looked a little bit like a dog's face with a bit of an evil grin and eyes far too big and uneven. Or maybe it was just hungry. Somehow, it was perfect.

Instead of carving the rest of them, they realized that filling up the bath tub was going to take an awful lot of pumpkin guts. The patch they got these from in the first place was going to need a second run for the mess they were going to make of each other and their house.

This prank was going to kick ass.