Hanakuro: Hello! Guess what? We still have a disclaimer here! We still don't have any non-random piccolos to put here! We still don't own MTNN!

Akashia-chan: HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!! Haha, Hanakuro. You're so non-hyper and normal that even if you DO get hyper, you're just going to look boring in comparison to me! Didn't hear Hanakuro's warning about hyperness and randomness last chapter

Hanakuro: ... okay then. Anyways, it is now Halloween! And we're going trick-or-treating... and, since we're all 13, (still!) we don't look way too old to trick or treat!

Akashia-chan: I wanna see who gets the most candy! It's gonna be me! I'm sure! Let's start the chapter so we can get candy!!!!!!!!

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"For theh lastht time, I am dethinitely not cute!!!"

Chibi-Neuro in a bunny suit lisping. Sound cute, anyone? Anyone?

"Heh... eheheheh...... chinchillas.... kumquats.... leather cockatoo pop cans..."

Akashia-chan had decided to eat all of the candy that Hanakuro's parents were supposed to hand out to the little kids who were actually young enough to still be trick-or-treating.

"Hey, Aka-chan... Don't you think you should have saved a little bit of that candy for the kids?"

"Oh yako... you understand nothing about halloween... here is a very short and stupid story to explain it!

Once upon a time, three houses away from Hanakuro's, there was a little 8 year old girl in a princess costume who was trick or treating on Halloween. She went up to the door of the house, and said "Trick or treat!" An old man came out and said "Oh, what an adorable costume! Here, you can have three candies!" So the little girl got her three candies, and ran down the stairs. "Hey, Nana, why is that costume of yours getting you so much candy? (and so many frikking lolicons following you?) Hanakuro asked her sister. "... Hana-chan, what's a lolicon?" Nana asked. "... oh, never mind. You don't need to know. I'm going up to get my candeh now." So Hanakuro went to get her candy from the old lolicon man, but when she said "Trick or treat!" the old man just frowned at her and said "Aren't kids your age supposed to be out setting off firecrackers on peoples lawns?" Hanakuro got no candy from that man. The next day, that mans house was covered in toilet paper, canned tomato soup, and a large banner in his window reading: "Pedobear supported Lolicon lives here. Graffiti this house."

Everyone had stopped what they were doing, and were staring at Akashia-chan.

"Did... that actually happen?"

"Of course it did, high Sai the rye tie lie pie! We don't just make up stuff randomly!"

Sai looked like he (or she!) was on the verge of turning Akashia-chan into a box. He had a traditional anime anger mark on his forehead, and his face was turning the same shade of red as let's say... canned tomato soup.

"Okay... if someone rhymes my name one more time... They're gonna be a box... Okay, everyone just call me X now, okay? Because that's how it's spelled!"

"Okay then X... Then should we call your boxes X-boxes? Because that's what they are... Xboxes. See? You just brought that upon yourself."

Sai= X... X has boxes... Xboxes...... Wait, why didn't anyone else besides Hanakuro think of that? Are we all too stupid here?

"Okay... just call me Sai then..."

Yes... you know when you've been outsmarted, don't you?

"Ahem... guys, it's almost 7:00, shouldn't we start trick or treating now if we want anything?"

"Oh yeah... thanks, Shiori! This is your first time trick or treating, right?"

"Yup! I want to go! now!"

So... I guess they're all going... without the narrator... why does everyone keep forgetting me?!?! Am I just too unimportant? I mean, really...

"Oh wait, didn't we forget someone here?"

Thank you, Yako.

"Chibi-Neuroooo!!! Where aaaare yoooou?"

Idiots. I hate them all.

"Oh, I found him! He was in the washing machine! Good thing I turned it off in time! I guess it's time to go now!"

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"YAY!!! That makes 100 houses!" Akashia-chan was jumping around in circles too fast for the human eye to follow.

"Wheeeeeee!!!!!! I feel like a pink and white sparkly unicorn on drugs!!!! Hey Hana-chaaaaan~!!!! Why aren't you HYPER!!!!!! People who eat candy should be HYPER!!!!!"

"... I haven't eaten any candy. You don't want to see what happens when I do."

"Neh!!! Be HYPER!!!!! NOW!!!!" Akashia-chan picked up a little box of jellybeans from Hanakuro's bag, opened it, and shoved it into Hanakuro's mouth, all the time chanting

"HYPER!!! HYPER!!!! HYPER!!!! HYPER!!!!!"

"Geh... Sugar overload..... penicillin..."

Hanakuro was curled up on the grass.

"Hana-chan.. um, you okay? It's just a box of jellybeans as big as my head... oh. That's it. Hanakuro, you okay?" Shiori was looking a bit hesitant as she walked slowly over to Hanakuro.

"White out, giant green click pens, square root of 169 is 13, purple milkshake consumption, knitting scarves while planting cupcake trees, sticky note turnip raisins playing ping pong on the fifty second pelican planet in the basket head galaxy!!!!!!!!"

All of a sudden, she was running around the street screaming random things at all the poor kids trick or treating.

"mommy, there's a monster trying to eat me!"

"Mommy, I'm scared! Help me!"

Hanakuro chased one little boy out onto the street (unintentionally, of course.)

"MOMMY THERE'S A CAR COMING!!!!"

Luckily for Hanakuro's live out of prison, the boy survived. With a few minor injuries. This has been the 7 'o clock news with anteater joe.

"He. he. hehehe. Why am I twitching? Why do I look like I'm having a seizure? Why are there little stripy polka-dot men prancing on top of the sugar plum rooftops of the cockroach houses? Oooh.... antelope brains.... with papaya! Meh? Why are the submarine sandwiches collapsing at the piano while playing the william tell overture? Are they metaphors? Oh look, a locust savagely attacking George Bush while he's crying in the corner of his chat room after leaving the white house! Oh look, Barack Obama! Hiiiiiiii Obama!!!! Look, I have ectoplasm! Oh wait, that's just a gu-GIRL dressed up as Obama... or guy! Why are nonviolent mothballs devouring mancala boards with tin foil? Hey, a cobra! Hi cobra! Do you like ectoplasm? It GLOWS!!! Like a milk bag ecosystem! Let's go pull cats tails to aggravate them and cause them to attack us!!!"

All the others just watched as Hanakuro ran around, seeming completely fine with letting Hanakuro going around intent on destroying every living thing in (classified) ville.

"Thereth no way tho geth her back, ith there?"

"Nope.... about a year ago, this same thing happened. Except.... I gave her sugar cubes, and she ended up killing off an entire army base."

"..." Everyone was silent, until someone broke the silence.

"It's not a good idea to give her any more sugar, is it?"

"Hell no. Any more sugar, the entire face of the planet is going to get flattened into a big dust pile by a mad scientist gone mad."

"Yes, I finally get something t-"

"Hey, instead of listening to Ishigaki, we should try to stop her with our SUPER SENTAI POWERS!!!!"

(If you don't know what Sentai is, then... wow.)

"I wanna blow up stuff with atomic bombs!!!!! Hey, you!! Stop chopping up chicken heads and turning the pieces into konpeito!!"

"Let's be.. the Super Skittles! Akashia, Skittle Red!"

"Yako, skittle banana!

"Shiori, skittle purple! Come on, Neuro."

"...Neuro, Thkittle blue...."

"Sai, skittle orange!"

"Um.. Godai, skittle yellow."

"Higuchi, skittle green..."

"Sasazuka... skittle gray."

"Senpai, there's no such thing as a gray skittle! Ishigaki skittle...aw, the only one left is pink!!!"

"Skittles, you can taste the rainbow!"

Hanakuro was still running around scarring little children for life. The 'Super Skittles' were actually just a bunch of outcasts/weirdos/police officers/greeting cards who were trying to stop a being capable of world domination.

"So... who's going first?"

"WHAT?? Shiori, are you really that chicken??"

"Well what about you, Sai? You have those knivey thingies!"

"Well Akashia-chan, you have.... um.... hyperness?"

"Indeed I do!"

Eventually, they stopped talking about nothing, and decided to find a way to restrain the sugar-crazy Hana-chan.

"Three.. Two... One... ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!"

They rushed up from behind Hanakuro all at once, and tried to tie her up. They failed, of course. Next, they tried to hit her on the head with leeks. They failed, of course.

"Oooh, hi old man! Why are you trick or treating, old man? Oh, you're just dressed up as an old man! Okay, gotcha! Oh my god, HAIR!!!! hi hair! You smell like L'oreal, hair! Because you're worth it! What? What do you mean NO DEMON KEYBOARDS?!?!?!?!? God... why doesn't anyone these days like kleenex box bed-frames? I guess it's because the kumquat gods want to play parcheesi..."

By now, the Skittles had gave up. The skittles were just going to be completely devoured by a crazy girl.

"Hahaha, look, the adopted science passwords are simultaneously sending emails to the theory company!!"

"Initiate primary startup mode!!"

"Get the rectangle waves off of my restaurant visitors!!! What happened to my upper scale??? Ugh, I can't communicate with the construction percentages!! They just announced their freeway appliance sale! but they had to get rid of their butterfly cappuccinos..."

"Okay, prepare to... FIRE THE SPINACH!!!"

The skittles were in full attack mode!

"Unidentified crushed carpet boxes calculating the floating tatami variants! Descend upon the dreading lumps, seam inhabiters!! They look elderly worded...the dark branches are relaxing on the migrating washing machines...."

"Spinach fired, ma'am, but... how does spinach help??"

"Come on, Ishigaki. Everyone knows that the opposite of sugar is spinach! I learned that in math class!"

"Compacted compass kaleidoscopes! Paintbrush onions! What? Why is there green stuff on my shirt? Is it a potato skeleton?"

"It's spinach, idiot..."

"Thanks, Godai. Now where was I. Oh yes, potato skeleton. Look, a spotlight torpedo sickening the devoted videotape vultures!"

Then, the spinach kicked in.

"No.. not... worthy... garden... anti...disestablishment...arianism....exploding parfait..."

She spun around overly-dramatically, and landed on the grass. She was sleeping.

"Poke. pokepokepoke. Hey, Hana-chan, you awake?" Akashia-chan was poking her, obviously, while seeing if she was awake or not.

"Dingalingalingaling!!!! Morning time!!! I guess when she wakes up, she won't be as hyper, right? RIGHT???"

"We would dethinitely hope that thee would be normal.. or ath normal ath you peopleth get, when thee waketh up. So I thay we leave her here."

"I second that!!" Aka-chan agreed.

"ZGMF-X20A Strike Freedom and I agree!"

"...agreed"

And so, they all agreed. Hana-chan stayed in that patch of grass until well past midnight, when she woke up. She yawned.

"Good morning-hey, why am I... what happened... Why am I covered in spinach?"

Then she vaguely remembered what had happened the night before.

"Oooh... Aka-chan made me go over to the other side of my split personality! Hi, Amaya, you there?"

Is she delusional? You can't TALK to a split personality!

The narrator heard a sigh. What? Am I going delusional? There's no one else around...

"Yes, Hanakuro, I'm here. What do you want?"

Oh god. The world doesn't need TWO Hanakuros! The world is going to fall into despair! I'm in despair! The end of the world is leaving me in despair!!

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Hanakuro: That was fun.

Akashia-chan: For you, at least.

Amaya: Why am I only one side of her personality? I should completely take over...

Yako: Whoa, when'd you get here? Who are you? Why don't I have any food?

Teacher: Okay, we're going to review chapters 874684 and 5417681. everyone be prepared to eat shark fin flavored happy meals.

Person: I am the real owner of this fanfic, someone please-

Akashia-chan: cuts off person trying to claim fanfic as their own okay, who the heck are you?

Amaya: I'm amaya. and if your computer reads hiragana, I'm ìVíJ . I'm not actually Hanakuro's split personality, I'm a character in this manga that she's been working on...

Akashia-chan: That just showed up as a bunch of little squares for me... and Hanakuro, you just had to mention that you're making a manga, didn't you?

Hanakuro:... I'm only on the first page. The manga will never be finished. I'll finish the first chapter then die of exhaustion. The world is an endless black hole of despair...

Akashia-chan: Don't go emo...I'll take what you have of the manga and finish it with my crappy stick-person drawings!

Hanakuro: No you will not.

Akashia-chan: Yes I will.

Yako: And since those two are busy arguing... I have an announcement. Hanakuro and Akashia-chan have been trying to get a chapter out each week, but... they're too damn lazy. Oops, did I just say that?! So... the chapters will be out once every two weeks.

Neuro: Okay, that'th all theh thpace we hath for now, tho I'm off thoo get wid of thith lithp! And geth thaller tho that I can torthure peopleth again! evil laughter