EDITOR"S NOTE: Thought I'd get this one before I had off to WDW later in the morning.

HAPPY HALLOWISHES PART FIVE

By Swarlock

"Great going, Twinkletard. You blew out all the lights in the park," Steven was torked off. "Now I have to go to Maintenance and see if I can get it all fixed before the guests show up."

Turning on the lights in his eyes like a flashlight he flew in the darkness. All the current patrons of the park were screaming loudly and cheering. They thought this was part of the show as they only saw his eyes shining in the dark.

"Hey, Mommy! Look a witch in the sky," an excited five year old wearing a Mike Kowalski costume said pointing upward.

"That's nice, dear!" His mother said not really paying attention.

He left down in the main entrance where Shaz and Kaz were trying to figure out what was wrong.

"What's cookin?" he said smiling.

"That vampire dude you're working with shorted out the fuse box too," they said in unison.

"Let me try something," Using his fingertips he jumpstarted the fuse box with a little magic and the lights came on again. They were all relieved by that.

"Next time tell your friend to sing Inna Godda Da Vida instead," Shaz said jokingly.

"Drat!" Maleficent fumed.

"The night's still young. Why don't we rain on their parade," Leota said wickedly.

"As long as that fool vampire half breed holds the wand anything can happen."

Coming back to The Mansion, The 996 Ghosts were huddled together in one spot.
They were "stuck" on each other during the commotion in the dark.

"Hey, Watch it," Phineas said.

"You're on my foot," Granny Ghoul yelled.

"Is that my foot?" another ghost asked.

"No, That's my rear. And if you don't stop pinching it I'll flatten you like a pancake!!!" another ghost said angrily.

"What a mess!" Steven said. "I've got my work cut out for me."

With one pull all the ghosts were going in all different directions like taffy. They went too fast and wound more gooey and sticky than ever.

"Help! I can't breathe," Master Gracey said in the glop of ghosts.

"You're a ghost. You lost the ability to breathe long ago," Willy The Wisp retorted.

"Something smells funky in here," another ghost.

"Guess that last Burrito went down too fast," Gus burped.
"Ewwwwwwww!!!" all the others said trying to get away for the stench.

Steven then conjured up a whirlwind in the ghost glop to separate the spirits and specters. They were all disoriented after they were set free.

"I'm thirsty," Frankie said watching all this. "Wish I had some water."

Suddenly it started to drizzle. Then it came down hard.

"You idiot. Now look what you've gotten us into!" The Warlock said. His veins looked like they were ready to pop open.

"Ooops!" was all he could say innocently.

To be continued...