I love this chapter... OH AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

THAT'S MY LINE, KATINA!

Too bad.

FINE I'LL STEAL YOUR LINES!

NOO! DON'T YOU-

Here the link to chapter 2's pic!

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...Oh, YOU ARE - Ahem... Please enjoy the story. GET OVER HERE YOU LITTLE-

YOU CAN'T CATCH ME~! BWAHAHAHA!!

YOU'RE DEAD GWEN! DEAD, YOU HEAR ME?!

We each moved silently into our positions around her house about 10 minutes after she closed to door to any trick-or-treaters. Envy stayed in front and peeked at her family portrait through the front door when she wasn't looking. Lust moved to the west side of her house, A.K.A. to the right of the door. Gwen and I stationed ourselves to the back sliding door of her one-story humble abode. Inside, there was a kitchen, where the back door was, a living room, one bedroom, which lead to her bedroom, and a walk-in entryway. She was cleaning up the leftover candy wrappers from those Snickers, Kit Kats, and Butterfingers she ate in between those candy handouts to little children. I never really knew she was such a glutton because at school she would only consume maybe three twigs and a grape, but I had hypothesized. Oh, yes, I had hypothesized.

We heard the front door open as she scurried to the kitchen to throw the garbage away. That must be Envy. I saw him waltz in as her dad who was actually out with her mom partying somewhere.

"Hello, Sweetie!" He called from the door. She turned around and grinned her I'm-the-most-perfect-good-little-teenage-girl-on-this-planet and ran over to hug him. A little part of my soul died. Gwen could tell because she stared at me, eyes widened a bit, chewing on her lower lip, and murmured words of consolement, assurance, and malice.

"Hi daddy!" Angela squealed.

Envy faked exhaustion, went into her parents' bedroom, and locked the door, the only room with a door she could hide in. I heard some scuffling behind me and soon Envy was behind us in his "adorable" form. I glanced at him, and he had a rather disgusted face. Remember that little part of my soul? That face just revived some of it.

"Ready?" I whispered.

"Definitely," he growled. "Now I understand why you hate this girl so much."

Gwen and I giggled silently as he transformed into the stereotypical robber, dressed all in black, wearing a face mask, and had plastered-down dark brown hair. He then proceeded to burst through the door while Gwen retreated to the east side of her house, wearing her Psiren attire. I entered the house with Envy, shouting random orders like her to shut up and get out of the house. I felt like the head of the Mafia! Woo!

She was screaming a LOT. I never knew my eardrums could have been in that much pain, but she bolted outside towards Gwen's postion. I could hear my friend say very evilly to her, "Where do you think YOU'RE going?" and another shriek. The obnoxious loser (Angelina, duh) whipped around and sprinted around to the other side of her house while we three followed.

DRUMROLL PLEASE!

Angelina stood frozen as she stared at the cross-armed Homunculus. In a flash, Lust glowered at her and thrust her arms to her sides, and with noticable strain, released her power, making deep marks in the dirt. Angelina, gawking, didn't scream. No, she had no time to scream.

She fell backwards, completely out cold. The bain of our existance didn't hit the ground, though. I caught her. By the hair. It was lovely. After exactly 3 seconds, Gwen and I were laughing like Envy during his "kill all humans until there's only Homunculi" speech in episode 51. (WE ARE COOL.)

Regular-form Envy snatched her by the collar and chucked her into an open window, which just happened to be her bedroom, where she landed on her bed, completely unharmed. Dammit.

"I don't see why you didn't at least punt her," Gwen muttered, clearly exasperated that the girl wasn't injured in any way, shape, or form.

"Because," I told her, "then she-"

"Yeah, I KNOW."

"Hey, I'm just saying!"

"Katina, really!"

In a quick attempt to change the subject, I pulled out the cosplay State Alchemist pocketwatch my other friend had given to me to check the time. It was a little regretted because the two human wannabees stared, thinking I was a State Alchemist. I assured them that it was fake, but it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Okay, uh... You guys just kind of stay in here and we'll be back as soon as possible," I ordered. Wait, I just bossed around Envy and Lust?

They stared at us, at a loss. Yeah, they DO seem to be getting confused a lot. That's understandable, though.

We jogged down the street, carrying our hooker-like boots. Do you really think we could have actually ran in those? How did Lust do it anyways? Like, really?

"Did you girls have fun?" my mom asked, obviously fatigued by waiting up for us.

We were laughing like there totally WASN'T a shapeshifting palm tree jerk or a complex murderous bitch in heels waiting for us to return to them in their dark area of forest. It was more like devious giggling, like we had a great time scaring the poop out of everybody unfortunate enough to enter our peripheral vision.

My mom and we (lol sounds weird) chatted about our Halloween. Of course, we left out the obvious highlight of our night. There's no way anybody could know. If we told anyone, they probably would not believe us, anyways. What a cruel, unbelieving world.

I yawned, rather tired considering the situation at hand. Gwen gawked at me. "YOU'RE TIRED AT 11:30?!"

"SORRY!" I squeaked. I needed some caffeine.

My mom sent us off to bed in the basement while she went into her own bedroom, which was good. We were definately NOT about to go to sleep just yet.

Gwen changed into her white and black Volcom tee, black wind pants, and stepped into her size 11 Adio sneakers. I threw on a jade green Marc Echo shirt, boot-cut black jeans, and tugged on my white and silver Nikes. We snuck up the old stairs, pretty much holding our breath, slid the front door open, and dashed outside towards that patch of trees.

"Envy?" I whispered, like we could still get caught.

"Lust?" my near-twin called.

A rustle of leaves behind us made us jump. I think we kind of forgot that almost pitch-black woods was the worst place to be at ten minutes until midnight, what with them creepers prowling about.

"It's about time," Envy huffed.

We sighed, relieved. They were still here.

"We remember everything," Lust told us.

"Really?" Gwen said. She must have realized that they figured out how to get back.

The homunculus nodded. "There's an array to open the Gate beneath this forest. It's set to be activated every night at midnight. Dante is going to open the Gate on her side and that's when we leave."

I hesitated, but looked at my watch again.

11:55.

-sigh- Okay, we're good. There's only one more chapter left! NOO!

NOOO! I HAVE SO MANY COMMISIONS! UGH.

YOU CAN DO IT, GWEN! I HAVE FAITH!

STOP REFERENCING.

lol x3. Keep posted! The next chapter will be up ASAP!