Raphael: (Plays the violin)
Chester: (Takes the violin and smacks Raphael over the head)
Raphael: SON OF A...
Let's just start this now. Chapter 8: THE HALLOWEEN SPECIAL
Raphael ran around the mansion with an unusually happy look on his face. The weather was getting colder, and the sun was setting earlier, and that meant…
"It's that time of year again!" Raphael yelled joyfully, "Hanging decoration! Putting up the tree! Singing gleeful carols!"
Chester and Amy both stared at each other confusedly, then at the now insane blond man skipping around happily.
"It's October. You're talking about the wrong holiday, dumbass." Chester stated. Raphael stopped and glared at his younger brother.
"This is the holiday where you dress up in scary costumes and mug children for candy." Chester continued, "I'm planning to do both this evening." Amy glared at her uncle. He could be such an ass sometimes.
"I remember when we used to dress up…" Raphael said, going into a flashback.
A very young six year old Raphael was skipping around happily, wearing a satin robe. His dad suddenly stopped him when he noticed something about his son. "Raphael…why are you wearing mommy's shoes?" his father asked him in a really concerned tone. Raphael looked down at the red high heels, then back at his father and smiled. "I'm a princess!" Raphael answered with a curtsy. His dad continued to stare at him with a concerned look. Suddenly in the corner of his eye, a three year old Chester came running downstairs crying. His father turned to him in shock at the fact that he had a headless doll in his hand. "Raffy broke Ken!" Chester wailed, holding up the headless doll.
"YOU STOLE MY MALIBU BARBIE!!!" Raphael yelled back. His father looked at the two, then held his head, "Somebody shoot me…" he muttered.
"It was great times," Raphael said, looking up as he remembered.
"Promise me you will never bring that up again…" Chester said, seeming embarrassed by it all.
"Great! You played with DOLLS too!" Amy said sarcastically.
"I want to go trick-or-treating tonight!" Raphael demanded.
"I'm a little too old to be doing that." she answered.
"I want you to take me trick-or-treating! Pretty please?" Raphael said in a pleading tone the sounded like a teenage girl.
"What?" Amy asked, raising her eyebrow. This was awkward.
"Pretty please with sugar and ice cream and marshmallows and butterfingers and strawberries and cotton candy and chocolate and puppies?" Raphael asked, suddenly realizing how weird the puppy part sounded. Amy finally sighed.
"Okay,"
"YAY!" Raphael cheered.
"That is so gay…" Chester mumbled.
"Shut up! I said I was bisexual!" Raphael retorted.
"Whatever…" he responded as he walked off.
Later that evening, Raphael came downstairs. His hair was combed differently and he was wearing a red mask with a purple shirt and white pants. Amy raised her eyebrow. "What are you suppose to be?" she asked. Raphael looked at her as if it was the silliest question in the world.
"I'm a vampire! Can't you tell?" he asked. Amy shook her head. Raphael sighed.
"I was originally going to be a cowboy, but then Chester began making fun of me and calling me 'Mr. Brokeback Mountain', so I grabbed him and smacked his head into the door." He said. Amy sighed with annoyance. At first she though her dad must've tripped and fell when she heard that banging sound.
Speak of the devil, Chester was coming down the stairs at that moment, holding a bloody handkerchief to his nose. "So what are you going to do?" she asked.
"Bag snatching…if my nose stops bleeding." He answered, glaring at Raphael.
"It serves you right!" Raphael said. With that, Chester made a hand gesture. Raphael was ready to run at him until Amy spoke.
"LET'S GO ON OUR WAY, SHALL WE?!?!" she said loudly, getting Raphael to stop. He stopped and turned to his daughter.
"Did you see the hand gesture he gave me?" Raphael said angrily.
"He was pointing at the ceiling, telling you it needs to be repainted. He meant nothing by it." Amy lied.
(YAY!!! TIME ELAPSE!!!)
The two arrived to their first house. Raphael skipped up to the door and began banging on it excitedly. A tired looking man who looked about the same age as Raphael answered. He stopped and stared at the grown blond man who was Raphael standing there holding out a bag.
"Trick or treat!" Raphael said in a high-pitched, child-like voice.
"What the hell?" the man said out loud to the slightly disturbing scene. The two paused for a moment, the man staring at him with an anime sweat drop.
"I want candy!" Raphael said, breaking the silence. The man finally closed the door, then came back with a handful.
"Have a great night." he said. Raphael looked into the bag, then glared at the man angrily.
"What?" the man asked. Raphael pulled out a candy bar and chucked it hard at his eye.
"OW!!! WHAT THE F--K?" the man screamed, holding his eye.
"I WANTED A BUTTERFINGER, DAMMIT!!!" Raphael yelled, then huffed and swiftly walked away
Chester walked out into the night dressed as the killer from "Scream". Sure, it was generic, but he wasn't out to impress anyone. He saw a little boy walking alone dressed as a clown. Perfect, he thought. He went up to him and pulled out his dagger. The child turned around and screamed as a yellow puddle was forming underneath him.
"GIMMIE YOUR CANDY!!!" Chester roared. The child threw the bag and ran off. When the child was long gone, Chester took his mask off to reveal the evil smirk on his face as he eyed what was in the bag. It was like stealing candy from a baby…literally
Raphael swiftly pulled out his sword and stabbed the poor woman in the stomach. The woman shrilled in horror and collapsed on the ground. Raphael grabbed the hilt and pulled the sword back out, making her twitch. "That's what you deserve..." Raphael said, his eye twitching.
Upon that morbid scene, Amy, who was standing directly behind him, cleared her throat. Raphael turned around to see her with her arms crossed and her foot tapping on the ground. He lowered his head. "Now, father," she started, "What did I tell you about massacring people for Butterfingers?"
"I don't wanna say," Raphael said in a whiny tone.
"Say it." Amy demanded.
"I don't wanna say,"
"Say it!"
Raphael huffed. He finally said it under his breath, his head still lowered.
" 'Don't slaughter people for Butterfingers...' "
"And why is that?" Amy continued.
" 'Because you're lucky people are even offering your hyper ass some candy in the first place.' "
"That's right. We can end this trip tonight." Amy threatened. Raphael began to rapidly shake his head.
"NO!! I WANNA TRICK-OR-TREAT!!"
"Then stop killing people." Amy said.
"But I want a Butterfinger!" Raphael whined.
"We have some at home. Now let's go." Amy said like a parent. Raphael huffed like a child and trudged behind her.
A child was skipping by happily to his group of friends. Raphael turned his head over to watch them talk to their friends. "What did you get?" one of the friends asked.
"A Butterfinger!" the child answered. Upon hearing that, Raphael broke into a sudden run, roaring like an animal as he went towards the child. The boy looked to see this man dressed as a vampire coming at him, drooling hungrily. His eyes popped wide as he screamed a high pitch scream and darted off.
"RUN, TIMMY! RUN!" his friends yelled.
"GET OVER HERE!!!" Raphael yelled after him. Amy stopped to watch the chase scene, annoyed of the whole thing
Chester was one the prowl once again. He already had ten bags in his hands all at once. This was too easy. It was almost sadistically fun. Just then, he had spotted a rather tall looking child. He was dressed up in knight's armor. The child had a HUGE bag of candy; it almost outsized Chester's ten bags. That bag was going to be his tonight or so help him. Chester chuckled to himself as he slipped the mask back on his face. He began to slowly approach at first. When he got within 10 feet, he broke into a run, screaming a battle cry. The child in armor turned around to face him as he saw the crazed man in the scream mask run at him.
"GIMME YOUR CANDY!!!" Chester screamed.
Out of nowhere, Chester suddenly felt something whack him over the head hard, making him collapse on the ground. He pulled off his mask to see that it wasn't a child at all, but NIGHTMARE. His eyes popped wide. "Oh, god...I totally didn't know-"
"GET AWAY FROM MY CANDY, PUNY HUMAN!" Nightmare roared, smacking him in the face with the bag again. Chester got up, only to get smacked in the back of the head again.
"OW!! I'M LEAVING!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" He yelled. He began to run, but was still getting smacked in the head. He turned to see that Nightmare was still behind him. He ran down the rest of the block screaming like a girl
Raphael was whining. The reason why could be evident due to the blood stained clothing he was wearing. "Amy, please?" he begged in a whiny tone, a snot bubble coming out of his nose.
"No. I told you, but you obviously didn't care, did you?" Amy said.
"But the Butterfingers!" Raphael whined.
"Would you relax about the Butterfingers? We have them at home!" Amy yelled.
"BUT THE BUTTERFINGERS!!!" Raphael suddenly broke out with in a demonic voice. With that, Amy slapped him.
"WOULD YOU GET A GRIP?" Amy screamed, "I will give you until the count of ten..."
"BUT THE GOD KISSED CANDY!!!" Raphael roared in a demonic voice again.
"Ten," Amy said before grabbing her father by his collar and slapping him repeatedly the whole way back.
Chester was sitting at home on the couch with an icepack to his head. Getting beat up on Halloween night really made it suck. Oh well, at least he got his candy. He was pondering about it when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Chester opened the door to see children dressed up holding out bags of candy. One was a pirate, the second was a vampire, and the last one was a Klu Klux Klan member…or a ghost. He couldn't tell.
"Trick or treat!" the children sung in unison. Chester smirked at the faces of the adorable, innocent children.
"Aww! You kids want some candy?" Chester asked.
"YEAH!" they all said together.
"Well…that's too damn bad…" Chester said, slamming the door. He turned his back and walked back to the couch. He could swear he could hear one of the children outside screaming "asshole" but he didn't care.
He sat back down and opened his bag of goodies. "Hmm, a Butterfinger." he said out loud. Just as he was about to open it, the door opened. It was Amy and Raphael coming back from their trip.
"That was the worst trip ever!" Amy said, collapsing on the couch next to her uncle. Raphael walked into the room, suddenly freezing when he saw what was in Chester's hand. "Butterfinger..." Raphael growled. A vain popped out of his forehead and his eyes began to glow. Chester looked at him with a freaked out look, blinking twice. Raphael launched himself at his younger brother. Chester jumped up and ran off, causing Raphael to chase after him. Amy watched the two and sighed.
"I hate my life," she said to herself.
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