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Chapter 9: A Bowl of Pumpkin Soup

"So this is where the stone is?" Fang questioned as he carried a shovel, stomping over dirt as he walked with the rest of his team.

"That's what we've been told." Fiona told him, "Besides: where else would you go to get something creepy?"

Fiona had a very fair point. Whether it was called 'Church Mountain' or 'Ghost Train Mountain', Pumpkin Hill was the creepy among creepy. For one thing: it was a giant graveyard with a constant Halloween Aura, it's sky being a constant sunset so it gave off an orange lighting. To add onto the creepy factor, there were pre-carved, giant Pumpkins everywhere as well as odd noises that could be heard if you listened.

"Yeah, well lets hurry up and find the stupid rock and get payed already." grumbled the weasel.

"Ooh! Fang's a big chicken! Fang's a big chicken!" Bean teased as he pointed at Fang. The weasel growled at the Demo-Duck as he shot him a vicious glare.

"Shut up, Bean!" snarled the sniper.

"Don't worry, Nacky. I'll hold your hand if you get scared." teased the vixen.

"I said shut up!" Fang shouted. Bark rolled his eyes at how immature his teammates were acting.

Eventually, the Hooligans had gotten to work as they began digging into the dirt. The four were at a good distance from each other as they dug into the soil. Fang had told them not to go too far off. Bean had taunted him about being scared, which earned him a shovel to the back of the head as the Hooligans got to work.

"Hmph. Stupid Bean. Stupid Fiona." mumbled Fang as he dug into the dirt, "Me? Scared? Yeah right. Ghosts aren't real." Fang growled as he kept digging into the soil, finding nothing in the least.

"Hey~ I'm very real~"

"The hell?!" Fang shouted as he spun around, seeing nothing behind him as he scanned his area. Nobody was around accept for Bean, Bark, and Fiona, all four digging into the dirt. Fang just growled, one of them was messing with them. He knew it.

Fang grunted as he continued digging. (Nobody scares me! Whoever want it, bring it!) Fang told himself as he focused on the job and the gold he would have been payed.

"You a chicken, don't be scared~"

"I'M NOT A CHICKEN!"

Fang's voice echoed throughout the mountain range as his four allies all looked at the weasel like he snapped, which he probably was. Fang grabbed his pistols and hopped out his holes.

"Alright, who's there?! Who's doing it?!" Fang ordered as he looked around, "Show yourself!"

"Fang, who are you talking to?" Fiona questioned as she looked confused.

"Don't you hear it?! Or are you the one messing with me?!" Fang shouted as he pointed his gun at Fiona.

"F-Fang! Take it easy! Nobody's messing with you!"

"Shut up! I know somebody-hey!" Fang was suddenly restrained by Bark, the polar bear lifting the weasel with ease as Fang dropped his guns, "Damn it, Bark! Put me down!"

"Wow Chief, you've really lost it!" Bean laughed, "Who's been talking to ya? Is it ghost?! Where are they?!"

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE A KNOW?!" Fang shouted at the duck.

"Jeez, touchy much?" Fang was furious as he fumed at the duck's taunting. Fiona was quick to slap Bean in the back of his head.

"Fang, take it easy." Fiona slowly walked over the paranoid Hooligan, "Nobody is here accept for us. You're just on edge because of what the bride told us." she assured him, remembering how the Bride of Rich Nights told them how her Ninjas already returned scared, "Just calm down."

Fang took a deep breath as he said, "OK. I'm alright." Bark slowly put down the sharpshooter as he recovered his guns, "I needed that. I lost my cool."

"Can't lose what ya never had." mumbled Fiona.

"Watch it." Bean and Fiona shared a laugh at the weasel's suspense as even Bark chuckled along. Before long, the four Hooligans were back to digging.

"Let's see. Pumpkin. Pumpkin. Pumpkin." Bean listed as he looked at all the Jack-O-Lanturns he had collected. They all had scary faces on them...accept for one, who had a very happy face, "Hi there little guy! I didn't notice ya! Wanna be our new mascot?" Bean offered, apparently Dave had run away. How expired milk can run away, nobody knows.

"OK~" the Pumpkin replied.

...Wait, what?

"Yay!" cheered Bean, not freaking out as to how a Pumpkin could talk, "Hey, Bark! Check out our new mascot, Adolf!" Bean ran over to where Bark was working, but he didn't see Bark. "Bark! Hey Bark!" Bean looked around and saw nobody. "Hey Fang! Do you see Bark!"

"Bean. I'm in a hole. Do you think I see Bark?" Fang asked him sarcastically.

"But I can't find him! Bark! Hey Barky! Big Guy! Snowball?!" Bean cried as he looked around for polar bear, but found nobody. When Fiona inspected as well, she couldn't see the silent mercenary either.

"Hey Fang...Bark's actually gone." Fang popped out of the hole and looked around for himself, seeing no sign of the burly Mobian.

"What the hell? Where did he go?!" he shouted as he looked around.

"Maybe he went to a different spot?" Fiona theorized.

"A big, polar bear just walking away and we didn't notice?"

"No need to be so negative, Fang."

"Tee hehehehehehee~"

"Bean, this isn't funny!" Fiona scolded the green duck.

"But it wasn't me! It was Adolf!" Fiona and Fang both looked at Bean as if he was crazy. Well, crazier.

"Bean." Fiona began, "'Adolf' is a pumpkin. It can't talk."

"But I can~" The Jack-O-Lantern's happy face slowly shifted a dark, synacle smile as he eyed the three hooligans. Fiona and Fang looked disturbed. Bean, however, was laughing in amusement.