(This is sorta a mini sequel to the Spooky one shot.)

Billy walked out of his room and yawned loudly. "What time is it?" He said to himself. Glancing at a wall clock, he nearly fell over. "One o clock? Too early to wake up!" He grumbled, then he shrugged. "Oh well..."

Billy walked out of his room a half an hour later, suited up. Then he heard the door creak open and Angel peeked out. Not seeing Billy, she tip toed out in the outfit she had worn the previous night. Billy grinned and said, "Never even went to your own room?" Angel yelped and spun around. "Billy! Uh... hi." She said, slowly backing into her own room. Billy chuckled and said, "I'll leave you alone this time. See you in a couple minutes." Angel nodded, blushing madly.

Billy walked down the hall and heard a groan. Normally, he'd speed up and get outta there, but, that was from Gizmo's room... and it didn't sound like a 'happy' groan.

He knocked on Gizmo's door. "You okay, little guy?" He called in. "No..." Gizmo moaned. Billy walked in cautiously and shook his head at Gizmo.

Gizmo was sitting on his bed, surrounded by chocolate wrappers. "Gizmo, please tell me you didn't eat ALL of last night's goodies." Billy said. Gizmo looked up weakly. "No... I just ate the chocolate." Billy sighed and said, "Gizmo, we visited half of Jump City. No wonder you are sick to your stomach!"

He walked over to the little guy and grabbed the goodie bag. "Hey, gimme that back, you stupid thieving redneck!" Gizmo snapped, reaching over for the bag. Billy pulled it back and shook his head. "No. Honestly, Gizmo, I thought you were smarter than that, to gorge yourself half-to-death." "I thought it was all to death." Gizmo moaned.

Billy turned to leave. "I'll have Angel or someone get you some stomach meds. For now, these will go in one of the locked cupboards." Gizmo began to growl, but it ended in a moan of defeat.

Billy shook his head in shock as he left. Honestly, you'd think the boy genius would be smarter...

(Aaaaand that my friend, is what I believe to be the REAL reason my mother never let me go trick-or-treating. She knew I would gorge myself on chocolate and goodies. Also, I believe that Billy would be a big brother figure to Gizmo.

By the way, no one is too old to go trick or treating. I have seen people who look to be in their late 20s trick or treating. And to remind us all, these are all teenagers. Johnny's age is under debate in my opinion, but I think he's 19 or 20. Most likely, 19.

Bye byes! Remember to review!)