I'm not totally evil. Here's part two.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Beyblade.
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Halloween Treats
"Do I have to?" After what happened last time, Mariam was in no mood to answer the door again. "It's not even my turn."
"Yeah, but the last kid ran away screaming bloody murder when you answered. Just do whatever you did to him to this next one." Joseph gave his sister a nudge towards the door.
"Doesn't Dunga want to steal some candy?" Mariam asked, desperate enough to pretend to care about Dunga.
"Nah, the last kid I met had a whole garbage bag full of candy. I'm good." He thought for a moment. "But if that kid drops his candy when he's running away from your face, gather it up for me."
After wishing Dunga a not-so-happy pig-out and telling him to choke on some candy, Mariam walked sluggishly to the front door. She paused in front of it, hoping that the little gremlin would go away or was already gone. Another knock proved the opposite and she reluctantly opened the door.
Immediately a pair of soft lips fell upon hers. They were gone before she could struggle.
"Trick or treat!" Max stood exceptionally close to Mariam, his blue eyes dancing with excitement and a lop-sided grin on his face.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, some kid dressed as me came trick-or-treating at my house and mentioned that some girl made out with him because he was dressed as me and how he'll be scarred for life and might sue. I thought I'd come surprise you and try to give you as much of a shock as that girl gave him. Who would kiss a random trick-or-treater, anyway? Some fans are too obsessed."
"Yeah," Mariam laughed nervously, "obsessed."
A/N: Treat.
It would've been bad if someone else had opened the door...my sister pointed that out to me. I have a feeling, if Dunga had answered the door, it would have suddenly become a game of ding-dong ditch.
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