A/N: Okay, so I changed the rating on this fic from K+ to T because of possible impending doom and death. Also, if I kill a character, they will be alive again in the next chapter because this is a series of oneshots/ficlets/drabbles that are in no way related except for the fatc that they are all Halloween-esque. Please, read and review, but most of all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.

None of Your Business

"One, two, three, now!" Jasper cried as he watched Emmett lift the shot glass to his lips and sucked back the glistening liquid in one gulp.

Slamming the glass down on the table, Emmett made a twisted face that caused Jasper to laugh out loud.

"Nice on, bro." He complimented, grinning at his burly brother.

"Thanks, man." Emmett said back, refilling the glass.

"What are you two morons doing now?" Edward's velvety voice cut through the air as he stood by the front door, his hand already grasping the handle.

"Shooting back apple cider." Jasper replied simply.

"Why do you have apple cider?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Esme's decided that she's going to serve it along with homemade fudge tomorrow night to the trick-or-treaters so she did a test run." Emmett grinned.

"So she gave it to you?"

"Uh-huh."

"You know you're going to have to get it out of your system later on, right?"

"I'm not an idiot, Edward."

"Could've fooled me." Edward muttered as he opened the door.

"Hey, where are you going?" Jasper asked before Edward had the time to escape.

"Not that it's any of you business but I'm taking Bella costume shopping in Port Angeles. I Intend on taking her out tomorrow night." Edward sighed as he tried to bolt for it again.

"Taking her where, trick-or-treating?"

"No, to the meadow."

"Why does she need a costume to go to a meadow?" Emmett questioned, confused.

"As I said before," Edward smirked knowing that the third time would be the charm, "That's clearly none of your business."

Before Emmett or Jasper could say another word, their bronze haired brother was out of sight.

Shrugging off his swift disappearance, Emmett handed jasper the now full shot glass.

"Now, drink." Emmett commanded as Jasper brought the glass to his mouth.

"This doesn't smell all that healthy…" He hesitated, wanted to stall as much as possible.

"So? Neither did the popcorn you ate last night."

"I had to chuck that up an hour later thanks to you and your stupid dare."

"Well then, I dare you to drink two shots of Esme's apple cider." Emmett said as he began to prepare another glass.

Sighing, jasper took the shots straight after the other, nearly choking on the vile tasting liquid.

Snickering, Emmett said, "How does it taste?" When jasper didn't respond, he added, "That bad, huh?"

Growling, Jasper seethed, "None of your damn business."