I was going to upload this before the Christmas chapter, but I didn't because Christmas came along, so it would only make sense to upload the Christmas chapter at Christmas, but here is the Halloween fic, even though Halloween is so far away.
Bonus Chapter – This Is Halloween
"Lorenzo, you know that candy is for the trick-or-treaters!" Chet yelled from the hallway.
"Don't care!" Lorenzo retorted. Their parents were out, and he was stuffing his face with chocolates, hard candies, lollipops, you name it, it was there in the bowl of candy sitting in his lap. He was watching re-runs of the Race again. He couldn't remember the last time he and Chet fought like that.
Chet walked into the living room with his hair greased back and fake fangs in his mouth.
"If you eat all that, you're going to make yourself sick." He stated.
"What the hell are you up to?" Lorenzo asked.
"Give me a minute." Chet left the living room and Lorenzo went back to watching TV. Chet came back wearing one of those fancy ruffled shirts, black pants, and a black cloak, held together by a golden clasp with a big red stone in the middle. Lorenzo pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Is that a vampire costume?" he asked.
"Yes." Chet stated, matter-of-factly.
"It looks ridiculous."
"It's the best I could do on short notice."
"But it's so cliché."
"Tch. Whatever. I'm going trick-or-treating. Do not eat all that candy."
An hour later, Lorenzo was still on the couch watching TV, except now the candy was all gone and Lorenzo felt like he was about to throw up. He heard the front door open and close, and the next second Chet was standing in the doorway.
"You ate all the candy, didn't you?" Chet asked, already knowing the answer.
"Maybe." Lorenzo replied. "Are you going to eat that?" he asked, looking at Chet's small bucket of candy.
"Yes." Chet retorted. "And you shouldn't have anymore, you're going to be sick."
"Yes, dear." Lorenzo replied sarcastically.
"Be careful what you say to me, or I will suck your blood!" Chet said in a bad Romanian accent.
"I don't know about that, but I'll let you suck my dick if you want."
Chet blushed and Lorenzo laughed, the pressure on his stomach causing him to throw up into the empty bowl. Chet helped him get to the bathroom, where Lorenzo spent the rest of his evening throwing up into the toilet while Chet held his hair back.
"How can the same shit happen to the same guy twice?" Lorenzo asked.
"Because the guy is an idiot who eats more than he can digest." Chet answered.
"Yeah, but I'm your idiot, aren't I?"
"Yes, yes you are."
The End