And now for an episode for the spirit of Halloween! :D May be a short one, but I hope you all enjoy anyway.

Also, it's going to include a joke from that Big Bang Theory episode, "The Good Guy Fluctuation" (from season 5), since it helped inspire this idea.

d~b

*Episode 11*

Halloween Hassles

It was a dark, cloudy day in the city, as we gaze over at Paradise Towers. The eerie whether deemed fitting for the day of all days, which many looked forward to during the Fall season, preparing costumes and candy-bags and prank-tactics for the holiday.

In other words, it was Halloween and everything seemed spooky. So spooky, that thunder rolled and lightening flashed, and there was a wolf-howl coming from the building!

"Fangface, knock it off with the howling, already!" came Pugsy's voice as he walked out.

The werewolf, who was standing on the balcony, flinched a bit. "Ooh, ooh, sorry Pugs. *grr* I couldn't help myself- I can always tell when it's going to be a full-moon kind of night!" Fangface replied.

Pugsy rolled his eyes, walking over to his bedroom and wondering why he invited his lycanthropic friend over. Shaggy walked inside, carrying grocery bags stuffed with Halloween candy. "Like, man, I can't believe it's finally Halloween!" the lanky young man was exclaiming. "I've been waiting for this day since Fall started! …It's the only holiday that keeps me busy until Thanksgiving gets here,"

Flip, sitting on the couch at the time, took notice of the candy bags. "Whoa, Shaggy, expecting a lot of trick-or-treaters tonight?" he guessed, though knew it wasn't true.

"Actually, this is just a back-up supply in case I don't collect enough,"

"I thought you, Fangface and Pugs were going to that party at the radio station,"

"Yeah… but there's no harm in doing a little trick-or-treating on the way there, and back, right?"

"He has a point, *grr*" Fangface agreed. "What about you, Flip? What are you doing for Halloween?"

"I'm going out trick-or-treating with Holly, Timmy Turner, Danni Phantom, Phineas and Ferb, and a few other friends. Flim-Flam said he'd meet up with us too… if he doesn't get caught TP-ing a few houses or helping Eddy con a few kids out of their candy,"

"Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong with that boy," Shaggy sighed. "Maybe I should've let Daphne watch him more often,"

"What are you going to dress up as?" Fangface asked.

"I'm dressing as Hiro from Big Hero 6," Flip replied.

"I'm going as Bilbo Baggins… and I'm still waiting for Pugs to pick an outfit," Shaggy said, crossing his arms impatiently. "He says he can't decide between a Creepypasta or a zombie,"

"How about a zombified Creepypasta?"

"I suggested that, but one of the guys at the station beat us to it. What about you, Fangface? Who are you going as?"

"*grr* Well, I was going to go as myself like I always do…" Fangface began, then looked down at the costume he was wearing- a green jacket with an orange shirt, blue pants, and his hair was messy. "But somehow I woke up dressed as Swaine from Ni No Kuni… Honestly, I have no idea how these things happen-" as he said this, he looked out the window, seeing the sun peeking out behind the clouds.

*Poof!*

Soon, he was back to his human-form, Fangs. He looked around a bit confused, then grinned. "Hi Shag, hi Flip. Hey, what do you think of my costume?" he asked.

"Like, awesome Fangs." Shaggy replied. "Now if only Pugs would hurry up and pick one!"

Fangs gave a shudder. "Hey, as long as picking costumes is the ONLY problem we get from him, I won't complain,"

"What do you mean?" Flip asked.

"Ah, every year Pugs always pulls some Halloween prank on us cowards. Last year, he jumped out of the closet dressed as Jason Vorhees, and scared me out of my wits!"

"Tell me about it. One year, he put up all these magnets and wires around the house, and made it look like we were in Paranormal Activity! I didn't sleep until Christmas!" Shaggy added, walking over to the island-counter. "But, I'm ready this year- there's no way he's going to catch me off guard!"

"YAH!" screamed a long, black-haired figure wearing a gray sweater and wielding a knife.

"AAAUUGH!" Shaggy screamed, leaping into Fangs' arms, both of them pale with fright. "It's Jeff the Killer!"

So-called creepypasta laughed, pushing hair out of his face, revealing it was really Pugsy. "Ha! Gotcha again," he chuckled, while the cowards gave him a glare. "Hey, at least I finally picked a costume this time!"

"Not funny, Pugs! NOT funny!" Fangs snapped. "Sheesh, I don't think I could think of anything freakier!"

Suddenly, another Jeff the Killer cosplayer snuck in through the balcony, standing behind the cowards. "Hi guys!" she exclaimed, turning out to be Zippy.

"GAH!" Both the cowards yelped, jumping back.

"ZIPPY! DON'T DO THAT!" Shaggy yelled, breathing rapidly. "Geez, you nearly gave me a heart-attack!"

"Sorry, hansom. …Speaking of hansom, looking good, Fangs." Zippy said, giving Fangs a wink.

"Eh heh… thanks…" Fangs replied, inching away from her.

"So what goes on-" Zippy turned, standing in front of Pugsy, both of them gawking. "Ah man, Pugs! You stole my idea!"

"Excusify me, but YOU stole MY idea!" Pugsy snapped.

"Well, it's obvious one of us has to change,"

They both stood there, arms crossed. Sighing heavily, they turned and decided to change both their costumes.

Flip chuckled, walking out. "I'm going to go see Holly. See you guys later!" he said.

Shaggy turned to Fangs, still peeved about their friend's prank. "That's it. I'm going to get him back! No more freak-outs, I am going to give him a taste of his own medicine! I'm going to come up with a prank so frightening, the color won't return to his face until the season finale!" Shaggy stated.

"Ooh, ooh, what kind of prank do you have in mind?" Fangs asked.

Shaggy paused. "Give me a minute to think…"

d~b

Flip walked down the sidewalk, heading to Trueblood Plaza. On the way there, he came across Brattina, dressed as a sexy-witch (you are free to scream in horror). "Hey, Brattina, are you going out trick-or-treating too?" he asked her.

She scoffed. "Ugh, no way. Unlike you and my ex-stepsister, I outgrew trick-or-treating," she sneered. "I'm going out with Derek Generic- we're going to head to a party at Stacy's house,"

Flip arched an eyebrow. "Derek asked you on a date?"

"Well… not yet… but once he sees me he will!" Brattina struck a pose. "He won't be able to resist me in THIS costume,"

Flip grimaced. "I take it he went blind?"

Brattina gave him a glare. "And what's THAT supposed to mean?! Are you saying I don't look hot?!"

"N-No! It's just… um… do you really think that outfit is, uh, appropriate? You're only 13…"

Brattina huffed. "Says you! With age comes maturity, and with maturity comes the liberty to dress as an adult, and adults can dress however they please! No one can tell me other-"

"BRATTINA!" snapped Katrina as she walked out. "What are you wearing?! Go change your costume RIGHT NOW!"

"But, mom! Everyone's dressing like this for Halloween!"

"Everyone who's in college, you mean! Go put on a longer skirt and a looser shirt now, and if I catch you in that outfit again, I'll be picking your outfits until you're 21!"

Brattina let out a whine. "Geez, Mom, you're so lame!" she then stormed back inside to change, Katrina following to make sure that costume would be packed away, if not burned.

"Huh, just when I thought Katrina wasn't a good parent," Holly commented as she walked over, dressed as April O'Neil from the 2012 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles series. "Hey, Flip, how do you like my outfit?"

"Awesome, Holly!"

"Where's your costume?"

"In my room, I'll put it on tonight when we go out trick-or-treating,"

Holly paused. "Um, actually Flip… I heard Stacy's having a party tonight, and she said I was welcome to go. I was wondering if you'd like to go with me?"

"Really?" Flip's eyes became all bubbly as hearts popped up above his head… though he shook away the expression, clearing his throat. "I mean… Okay, sure. What made you change your mind?"

"Oh, no reason. I just think it would be fun… Plus, we are a little old for trick-or-treating now, aren't we?"

"We are? …I mean, sure, I guess…"

"Are you positive? I mean, if you still want to go trick-or-treating, we can just stop by the party later…"

"No, you're right. What time does the party start?"

"8 o'clock,"

"Okay, I'll meet you out back at 7:30,"

"Sounds good. See you then!" Holly then went back inside.

Flip turned, walking back to the apartments, in a funk. Is it true? Am I really too old for trick-or-treating now? He thought, suddenly wishing he didn't have to grow up so fast (like every adult nowadays… oh how I miss childhood…)

*ahem* Scene change!

d~b

Shaggy stood by the cabinets, closing one and snickering to himself. Fangs had gone to use the bathroom, and Pugsy was still changing in his room. "This'll really show him!" he snickered to himself, then ran over and sat down on the couch, casually.

Pugsy walked out, now dressed as Casey Jones. "Hey, Shag, where'd Fangs go?" he asked.

"Bathroom. Hey, can you get me a bag of Mini-Snickers©? They're in the second cabinet," Shaggy said.

Pugsy arched an eyebrow. "Why don't you get them?"

"You're closer, and my favorite show is on,"

Pugsy gave a deadpanned look. "You like to watch Pretty Little Liars?"

Shaggy froze. "Oops! Wrong channel!" he rapidly clicked the remote, until he came across Gravity Falls. "Aha! There we go- oh, and it's my favorite episode! …So, um, about that back of Snickers©?"

*flush*

Fangs walked out of the bathroom, and Pugsy developed a smirk. "Hey, Fangs, help yourself to some candy, it's in the second cabinet. Grab Shaggy some Snickers© too,"

"If you say so," Fangs said with a shrug.

Shaggy panicked. "NO FANGS-!" he tried to warn.

*BOING!*

"YEE HEE HEE!"

A Joker-Mask on a spring shot out of the cabinet. "AAIIIEEE!" Fangs shrieked, toppling over-and-behind the island-counter, breathing heavily. "PUGS!"

"Hey, don't yell at me- Shag set the prank up!" Pugsy replied, failing to hold in a laugh. He then turned to said coward. "By the way, you may want to work on your delivery… you know, make it less obvious,"

Shaggy sneered. "So it backfired… mark my words, I'll get you back!"

"Sure, whatever. Go get your costume on, the party will be starting in a couple hours,"

Zippy came through the balcony just then… also dressed as Casey Jones. "Did I hear someone say 'party'?" she asked.

Pugsy and Zippy paused, once again facing each other. "OH!" they both shouted in irritation, and once again turned to go change both their costumes.

Shaggy began to pace. "Time for Plan 'B'…" he said.

"What's Plan 'B'?" Fangs asked.

"I'll tell you as soon as I think of it!"

Flip then walked inside. "Hey, Shag, I'm going to a party tonight, mind if I borrow your cell-phone?"

Shaggy took out his cell. "Sure, Flip, just don't lose- whoa! What did you say?"

"I need your phone. I'm going to a party with Holly tonight, and I'll need it to call in case I need a ride,"

"Like, are you out of your mind, Flip?! You can't go to parties yet, you're only 12!"

"It's just a couple blocks down, and Holly will be with me- and I'll call in case there's a problem,"

"Uh-uh, no way Flip! If your dad finds out I let you go to a party, he'd hit the ceiling! You're too young! …Besides, I thought you were going out trick-or-treating!"

Flip slouched. "I'm too old for trick-or-treating… and I should be allowed to go, if Holly's able to go! Please, Shag? We won't stay out late, and we'll come straight home afterwards!"

Shaggy sighed. "Call your dad first and see if it's okay. …I'm not sure if I should lend you my phone, though, I'm going to need it tonight just in case-"

"He can use mine," Fangs suggested, handing Flip a basic flip-phone (no pun intended). "I always end up losing it at parties, anyway, and I've got yours and Pugsy's numbers on speed-dial. …Just, um, don't give my number to Zippy- I already had to change it. And if my mom calls, just say I'm at a friend's house and in the bathroom,"

"Doesn't she know you're going to the party?"

"If she did, she wouldn't let me go, would she?"

Shaggy shook his head. "Just be careful, Flip. Call your dad first,"

Flip nodded, going over to the phone in the living room and dialing. "Hey, Pop, how are you doing? …I was wondering if I could go to a party tonight, with a friend," he began.

Shaggy sighed, sitting down at the counter. "Well… at least I won't have to worry about Flim-Flam roping him into any Halloween hi-jinks,"

"Speaking of which, what kind of trick are you going to pull on Pugs?" Fangs asked.

"Give me a minute, my brain is still trying to process everything!"

"Okay, thanks Dad. Love you too," Flip said, then hung up. "He said yes! Woo-hoo!" he then ran to his room to change.

"Well, I'm going to go get a bite to eat. You want anything?" Fangs asked.

"A veggie-burger with a large shake, extra-large fries, onion rings, mozzarella sticks-" Shaggy began.

"Alright, alright! Sheesh, you really need to cut down, Shag- I'm lucky if I remember my own order with THAT list!" He then walked out.

Shaggy sat there, pondering a bit. He then looked over at the closet and got an idea. Grabbing a black marker, he drew on his face, giving himself black-eyes and drawn-on stitches and a unibrow, then hid in the closet and pounded on the door.

Pugsy walked out, looking around. "Where'd everybody go?" he asked himself. He walked over to the closet, opening the door.

"YAAAH!" Shaggy screamed, getting in his face.

Pugsy only blinked, then turned his head. "Hey, Shag! Your mother's here!"

Shaggy gave a deadpanned look, as his friend chuckled. "Oh, come ON! That didn't freak you out?!"

"Well, I was kind of surprised- I didn't expect you to come out of the closet like this,"

Flip busted out laughing, off-screen. "Grow up!" Shaggy called to him, then turned back to Pugsy. "Just you wait… just… you wait!" he then stormed off.

Pugsy only shook his head, chuckling. "Amateur."

d~b

Two hours later, everyone was prepared for their Halloween plans. Robotnik was down in the lobby, sitting at the desk and looking over blue-prints, and in the desk drawers. "Drat! I finally get the blue-prints to build an indestructible machine, and I'm out of Double AA batteries!" he was griping. "…knew I was forgetting something at Wall-to-Wall Mart…"

The lackeys came up from the basement, each wearing their own Halloween costumes: Jasper was dressed as Loki, Horace was dressed as Buzz Lightyear, Scratch was dressed as Starscream, and Grounder was dressed as Mickey Mouse. "Happy Halloween boss! …hey, where's your costume?" Horace asked.

"I have no time for dressing up for some candy-themed holiday! I've got evil plans to carry out, and this is the perfect night to do it… if I could only find those batteries!"

Flip was walking downstairs with Pugsy by this point. "Thanks for offering to give Holly and me a ride to the party, Pugs." The tween was stating.

"Meh, no problem- I had to give Shag some time to set up his next 'ingenius prank'," Pugsy replied.

"Confound it! Are there ANY spares?!" Robotnik snapped, having searched the third drawer for a second time.

"What's the trouble, Robotnik?" Flip asked.

"I need some Double A batteries for my latest ma- I mean, new MP3 player!"

"Oh… those were yours? Sorry, I took the last two for my remote-control car a couple days ago,"

"What?! What gave you the idea to take someone else's possessions?!"

"I asked the lackeys if they had any, and they lent me some!"

Pugsy looked at the desk, noticing the blue-prints. "You planning on building something?" he asked, suspiciously.

Robotnik quickly grabbed the blue-prints. "None of your business!" he snapped. "Beat it already! You've caused enough problems as it is, already!"

"Sheesh, what a grouch," Flip whispered as he and Pugsy left.

"Someone's asking to get egged by the trick-or-treaters," Pugsy added.

"I'm going downstairs to look for the batteries- you lunkheads run to the store and buy some!" Robotnik ordered.

"But, what if you already find some? We'd be wasting our money!" Jasper responded.

"This thing goes through power like Ted goes through hot-dogs! We'll be needing to change them at least every hour- NOW MOVE IT!"

The lackeys grumbled, walking out. "At least we can trick-or-treat on the way there," Grounder whispered.

Robotnik stormed downstairs to the basement.

While he was gone, Shaggy snuck down the basement, then stood by the door located on the west side (the lobby had 2 doors, one leading out front, the other leading to the backyard in the north). "Pugs won't be expecting me to give him a jump-scare here!" he whispered to himself, chuckling as he put on a zombie-mask, pressing himself against the wall.

"Hold on a minute, Flip!" Pugsy hollered from outside, coming through the other door. He paused, seeing Shaggy standing by the front door, his back to him. He faced the audience, smirking. "Sometimes he just makes it TOO easy," He then walked over to a vending machine and got a cold can of soda, then snuck up behind the coward, and pressed it on the back of his bare neck!

"Yikes!" Shaggy yelped with a jolt. Pugsy then ran behind the soda-machine, as the coward spun around, taking his mask off. "Alright, who did that?!" he began to storm over.

*PSSSHHHHT!*

Pugsy had shaken the can and opened it, spraying Shaggy in the face. "Gotcha again!" he exclaimed.

Shaggy wiped his face off. "You… jerk!" he sputtered, clenching his fists and swiping the can from Pugsy. "Now you're in for it!"

"Hey, easy, Shag! Watch it!" Pugsy dodged as Shaggy tried to dump the soda on him. The coward lunged, the loudmouth leaped to the side…

And the soda ended up spilling on Robotnik's blueprints!

Both of them froze, looking at the mess. "Wuh-oh…"

"Gosh, I hope that wasn't anything important…" Shaggy said with a gulp. "What was it?"

Pugsy looked, but the plans became smudged and blurred due to the sticky, sugary liquid. "I don't know… but something tells me we'd better scrammify before Robotanik decides to up our rentification!"

With that, they quickly ran out of the building.

Robotnik came up the stairs by this point, grinning. "Ha! I knew I'd find some batteries somewhere! Now I can finally build that ma-" He was stating, stopping when he saw that the blue-prints were ruined. He froze, a dry whimper escaping his throat as he continued to gawk.

The lackeys came back in. "We got the batteries, boss!" Jasper called, while the other lackeys munched on some candy. "Where do you want us to-" they paused, seeing their employer's shocked expression, and the soggy blue-prints. "Um… never mind."

d~b

"Meet ya back at the apartment later, Flip! Don't stay too late!" Pugsy called as he and Shaggy dropped Holly and Flip off.

"Alright, see ya!" Flip called, as he and Holly walked towards Stacy's house.

Stacy, a humanoid-beagle with glasses and braces, opened up the door, wearing a dress like Morticia Addams. "Cool, so glad you two could make it! C'mon in!" she said to them.

The twosome walked in, seeing a stereo blaring music, snacks lining a table by a punch-bowl, and several other tweens and teens either dancing or taking turns playing Silent Hill 2. "Reminds me of the time we threw a party at Pugsy's house," Flip commented.

Holly chuckled. "I remember that, then he said he was coming home early and you guys had everyone leave, but he still found out!" she replied.

"Yeah, and I was grounded for a week after Pugs ratted me out to my pop… and Shaggy ended up grounded for two weeks when he got ratted out to his parents!"

Holly giggled. "Well, c'mon! Why don't we dance?"

"Okay!"

The two of them went to the dance floor, busting some moves as the music played… but halfway through the song, Flip ended up bumping into a familiar face. "Hey! Watch it, dork!" Derek snarled, wearing a Batman costume. He paused, his eyes becoming hearts when he saw Holly. "Whoa… hey, Holly! Looking good,"

"Derek? What are you doing here?" Holly questioned.

"Brattina asked me to come along with her- I figured it would be better than having to take my little brothers out trick-or-treating… Plus, it was easy to ditch her," He thumbed over his shoulder.

Brattina was looking around, seeing that several other guys were dressed as Batman- she herself was dressed as Catwoman. "Are any of you guys Derek?" she was asking, and they shook their heads 'no'.

Derek draped his arm around Holly. "Speaking of ditching, how about we ditch the room and you join me on the stairs? A few other couples are hanging out there…"

"Back off, Derek! She's with me!" Flip snapped, pushing him away.

Derek picked him up by the shirt-collar, raising a fist. "You want to make a fight out of it?!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" A few other teens began to chant, circling around them.

"Derek, put him down!" Holly snapped, but her voice was lost in the crowd.

Flip looked around, then smirked as he caught something off to the side. "Put me down, DEREK GENERIC!" he shouted as loud as he could.

"Shouting ain't gonna get you no-" Derek began to retort… when suddenly something grabbed his elbow and yanked him to the side. "Waugh!"

"Derek, there you are! What's your deal?! Ditching me just to pound some shrimp- save it for after the party!" Brattina sneered.

"Let me go, Brat! It'll only take a min-"

"Oh no! This is my first date in months- and you're going to hang out with me, take selfies with me, serve me punch, dance, and hold my hand during scary movies until it's over, THEN you can beat that shrimp into next week! Tonight is OUR night, so I suggest you put in more effort and FOCUS!" she then turned to Holly and Flip. "And YOU two! You shouldn't even be here- go back to trick-or-treating or something!"

Brattina, with an iron grip and strong attitude, then hauled Derek off-screen. "Just wait until this dame has her back turned…" he growled at Flip as he was yanked away.

The crowd dispersed, going back to partying, while Holly and Flip sat down on a couch, unleashing heavy sighs. "You know, this may sound weird, but thank God Brattina was here!" Holly chuckled.

"Yeah- she can ruin Derek's night, so we can have a night off!" Flip commented.

They both laughed a bit, then looked around. "So… what should we do now?" Holly asked.

"Lets see if we can play some videogames!"

They walked over, but a few teens were playing the game still. "Hey, can we get a turn?"

"Get in line, kids. There's a two-hour wait, unless someone drops out," One of the teens replied. "You can watch, though."

They looked at the screen, watching as Pyramid-Head caused an untimely demise on one of the characters. Flip cringed while Holly turned green, and they walked away. "Um… how about snacks?" Flip suggested.

"Okay, though after that scene I don't have much of an appetite," Holly replied.

However, they noticed that half of the snacks were already gone, namely because a few other guests were having a competition on who could stuff the most junk-food into their mouths without puking. And someone grabbed the punch-bowl and dumped it on one of their friends, thus causing the two of them to pelt each other with whatever snacks were left.

Holly and Flip figured they could just dance the rest of the night, but the dance-floor was full, and they didn't want to risk bumping into Derek and Brattina again. They walked around to see if there were some other activities going on in the other rooms. Some people were in the next room, watching horror-movies, though most of the teens were making out with each other, causing it to be a burden to stay and watch. The stairs were no better.

Finally, Holly and Flip stepped out onto the porch for some air. "Some party, huh?" Flip murmured, deciding to start a conversation.

"Mm-hmm," Holly half-heartedly replied, quietly.

Flip sighed. "To be honest, Holly… I thought this would be more fun. Being old enough to go to a party, hang out, and do whatever…"

"But really, it's just being in a crowded room full of people you hardly know, and either just sitting around or dancing until you have to sit down," Holly shook her head. "You know… I didn't even want to come to this party, Flip."

Flip looked at her, bewildered. "You didn't? …Well, what did you want to do?"

Holly looked across the street, seeing a few kids going door-to-door, asking for candy. "Go trick-or-treating… I figured I should enjoy it, before I got too old for it," she sighed. "But, Brattina was talking about taking Derek to the party, and Stacy said I could come because she thought I was old enough… and I just didn't think I was immature,"

Flip laughed. "Are you kidding? Brattina thought dressing up as a sexy-witch was being mature- but really, she only looked like someone trying to pose as a grown-up!" he paused. "Kind of like… how we tried to pose as grown-ups, by going to a party, rather than doing something we actually enjoy."

Holly smirked. "So… feel like ditching the party and going trick-or-treating?"

Flip smiled, nodding. "Lets go! …Oh, hold on! I'd better call Pugs, and let him know our change of plans,"

Holly nodded. "Good idea,"

Flip took out Fangs' phone and called up his friend. "Hey, Pugs, it's Flip. Holly and I decided to ditch the party and trick-or-treat,"

"Alright, Flip, just be careful and stay in the area," Pugsy replied on the other line- he happened to be driving. "Shag got a call from Flim-Flam- I dropped him off at the police station… I'll tell you more about it when I get back."

"Okay, see you later!" Flip said then hung up. Holly then took his hand, and they walked down the block, deciding to trick-or-treat.

After all, they could always 'grow up' next year.

d~b

Pugsy was walking up the stairs, and was dressed as Spike Spiegel from Cowboy Bebop…

Following behind was Zippy, who once again wore the same costume! "Most. Embarrassing. Moment. EVER." Zippy grunted.

"Don't worry, ZIP, not everyone noticed," Vincent, who was dressed as Slenderman, said to her. "I think I only counted 13 iPhones…"

"I'm sure everyone will forget it by next week," Ted said- dressed as Elvis.

"Yeah- plus, wearing the same costume isn't THAT humiliating," Shawn K. added, dressed as Dracula.

"Still can't believe everyone kept calling us twins…" Pugsy muttered. "We don't even look alike!"

Ted looked at Zippy. "Well… if you were still short, there would be a slight similarit- oof!" he began to say to Pugsy, until Zippy elbowed him.

"Lets just head in," Vincent sighed, and they entered the apartment.

The room was dark save for a dim light in the kitchen, as a figure rose up from behind the counter in the kitchen, wearing a Purge mask, sweater with red stains on it, and holding a knife!

Pugsy only sighed. "Really, Shag? This is the best you can do?" he scoffed.

"I'm not Shaggy…" the figure said in an unfamiliar voice, coming closer.

Pugsy rolled his eyes and reached forward, yanking off the mask. "My mistake, Fangs," he replied.

Fangs turned on the lights. "Aw man, how'd you know it was me?" he asked, then held up a little microphone. "Darn voice-changers were supposed to be convincing…"

"Yeah… unless you have a dead-giveaway," Pugsy pointed down. Fangs looked… seeing he was still wearing the lower-half of his costume.

"Oops…"

Pugsy sat down on the couch. "Don't take it too hard, Fangs. Not everyone can outwit a prankifying master like me,"

"GAAAHHH!" Shaggy then shot up from underneath the couch-cushions, his face painted like Freddy Krueger's!

"AAAUGH!" Pugsy screamed, leaping from the couch and toppling on the floor, hyperventilating.

Everyone chuckled, while Shaggy smirked. "Bazinga, punk, now we're even!" he exclaimed.

d~b

Meanwhile, Robotnik still stood at his desk, still gawking.

Flip and Holly walked in with full candy bags, looking at each other and shrugging before heading upstairs.

The lackeys came in minutes later, carrying their own bags. "You think we should snap him out of it?" Scratch whispered.

"Yeah… AFTER we eat our candy," Jasper replied with a smirk, and they walked off.

d~b

A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEN! *gives readers candy*

*chucks eggs at flamers*