Teenage Kicks (Brallon)
Chapter four (before the party at Spencer's house)
"Pass the bats up!" Spencer called from a step ladder, having at the last minute decided to make it a Halloween party. Dallon threw the box, the bats being made of rubber didn't weigh much. "Thanks!".
It also transpired that most people assumed it was a costume party so Spencer and Dallon decided to go as police men. Naturally they were incredibly sexy cops. Brendon had arranged to come around seven to help them set up but they'd already got started. Spencer's house looked great; it had a creepy mansion on a hill feel to it anyway with an enormous driveway that they'd filled with fake gravestones, creepy lighting and ghosts in the trees. Leading up from the driveway was an arch pathway made of rose creepers forming a tunnel leading around to the back garden. They had spray painted the roses and leaves black and added white fairy lights to give a creepy, romantic gothic look. The back garden contained a fake cauldron that was giving off steam and the odd spark and a bonfire had been built to light later. Right now they were inside, Spencer decorating the enormous entrance hall with bats, cobwebs, candles, fairy lights etc and Dallon sat in the middle of the floor carving pumpkins.
"Dude come give me a hand a sec" Spencer called. Dallon got up and moved over to him, "What with?" Spencer handed him the end of a rope and grabbed the other end himself. On the floor between them was a tangle of rope, bats and cobwebs. "Okay pull on the end of that and don't let go." Spencer suddenly sprinted to the other side of the hall taking his end of rope with him. To Dallon's surprise the heap on the floor untangled itself to become a string of rubber bats stretching the length of the room between them. "Seriously smooth there," Dallon grinned at Spencer, who smirked in response. "Now help me hang them. What time's Brendon arriving?"
"He said seven", Dallon checked his phone, but there were no messages. "Well it's half past now, he better get a move on or all the pumpkins will have been done" Dallon threw a stray bat at him. "I like to think the pumpkins are the main feature of any Halloween festivities."
At that moment Brendon came crashing through the front door and collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath. Dallon gasped and Spencer ran to help him, rolling him onto his back. "What on earth- oh my..." Brendon was clutching is chest, blood dripping from his shirt on to the floor. Dallon ran over, "Oh god I'm going to call an ambulance," Dallon ran a couple of steps before he heard Brendon start laughing, Dallon slowly turned around to see him and Spencer gasping for breath, practically rolling on the floor in laughter. "Wait, were you in on this?" it dawned on Dallon that Spencer and Brendon had arranged this earlier, "You absolute twats!" Dallon ran back, grabbing the pumpkin-in-progress and tipping the slimy insides over the pair of them. This only made them laugh more and Dallon had to join in. The three of them slowly recovered, Brendon and Spencer were pulling pumpkin slime out of their hair. Dallon reached out to pull a blob out of Brendon's fringe, Brendon looked at him for a moment and Dallon pulled away, blushing slightly. Luckily, Spencer didn't catch their tension.
Dallon coughed, "So what are you wearing tonight?" Brendon replied, "I was thinking cop as well actually but if you're already doing that it might be a bit much."
"No do it, then we three can be like the party bouncers." Brendon laughed at Dallon's logic, "True, and just to warn you in advance I can take a character role too seriously!" Brendon swung around and aimed his fingers at Dallon in a hand gun style, "FREEZE PUNK!"
Dallon burst out laughing again and Brendon joined in. Spencer spoke up "Guys we have about an hour until people get here and we have the rest of the house and pumpkins to do!" Brendon mock-saluted and ran off to grab a completed pumpkin, "Where do you want this?" Spencer pointed through the front door, "Put them around the door to make an entrance!" Dallon nodded and grabbed another pumpkin.
Outside Brendon put the pumpkin down and turned to face Dallon, "So, how are you after the other day?" he smiled broadly. Dallon shrugged and Brendon went on, "I mean, have you ever kissed a guy before? And don't even try to pretend you weren't into it. No one can fake that." Brendon put his arm on Dallon's bicep. Dallon smiled a little, "No, I haven't."
"But you enjoyed it, right?" Brendon leaned in further, practically whispering in Dallon's ear. Dallon smiled slowly, "Fuck yeah," he closed his eyes and lent into Brendon's kiss.
They heard a crash from inside the house. Spencer swore. They fell apart in laughter as Spencer came out of the house covered in some kind of fake gore mixture. "My bloody cat came in and.. well yeah" he saw Brendon and Dallon were too busy laughing to be concerned. "Anyways if you're done out here come and help me get the food ready, then that'll be everything!"
Getting the food ready consisted mainly of pouring candy into bowls and setting out drinks. However Brendon decided it would be a fantastic idea to bake a Halloween themed cake. So twenty minutes later they were all covered in flour and something that was supposed to be pumpkin shaped sat baking in the oven. Brendon announced that he was going to go and get ready and the other two followed suite. The costumes had got a bit messy after all.
"Oh shit sorry!" Brendon closed the door hurriedly, blushing heavily. A few seconds later Dallon came out of the shower wrapped in a towel. "Oh god I'm sorry!" Brendon apologised and Dallon laughed. "Oh deary me, are you sure that was an accident?" he laughed before Brendon had a chance to respond and closed the door again. Brendon sat down outside, thinking about the way Dallon was leaning with both hands against the shower wall, water running down his back and hair dripping in front of his face. "Damn, it's going to be a long night."