Side Note : Thanks again for the last set of reviews because you guys are all super super amazing and fuck I would be nowhere without you, you know? :"D Sorry this didn't come out a little earlier, either, but hey, this means two next week to finish the story up, right? And yes, I got this idea from Supernatural but I'm sure it doesn't push any copyright laws (hopefully). Gabriel's the cutest little shit, isn't he? Ugh. Sabriel makes my knees watery. Also be glad I took a five hour nap today or this might not have come out at all. Yay for procrastination!
Sadly, there will be no costume idea for this week since the five's costumes will be revealed in this chapter, but here's a hint: the costumes are all secretly mega-nerdy. Even Erica's costume will be geek-related. Hope that's enough until you get through the chapter!
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"Not even just a tiny, tiny hint?"
"Benny, if you don't stop pestering me I'm going to run you through with my spear."
"Aha! Your costume has a spear!"
Ethan groaned, dropping his head down onto the lunch table; Benny had been trying to get him to spill his costume all day and it was slowly starting to do Ethan in. He'd only been putting it together for about a month and he had to admit that it was rather kickass- he didn't want to ruin that by giving it away mere hours before the party.
And it wasn't like Benny was revealing anything about his costume, either. The boy had been oddly clammy about the whole thing, hadn't even said what spectrum of Halloween it would cover- scary, funny, cosplay-ish. So Ethan felt as though he had a right to keep his own costume to himself.
"Benny, you're not in the right boat to talk- I've asked you about your costume and you refuse to tell anyone what it is." Ethan looked up at his boyfriend with a raised eyebrow, and Benny had the decency to look slightly ashamed.
"If I jump boats, will you tell me then?" he asked with a hopeful look on his face, and Ethan was so close to giving in that he had to purposely push Benny's face away so he didn't have to look at it.
"No." Ethan replied back with finality. "Now eat your food. You're so much of a bean pole as it is that I fear you'll break any moment."
Sarah was both unimpressed by the two and slightly amused, and Ethan could see this by the way she fought back a smile and took another bite of her salad. "If you two are done acting like you just walked off of As The World Turns, we still need to come up with a decent plan for tonight. Ethan, how did you say we'd catch this Trickster?"
"Well, Tricksters like sweets, and humor that can be bent into horror, so Halloween's kind of like their Christmas." he explained, taking a bite out of his PB&J. "All we have to do is find it and run it through with a wooden stake."
"So basically we're dealing with a vampire whose appetite is for scaring the hell out of people instead of drinking their blood." Erica snarked from next to Sarah. "Awesome."
Ethan rolled his eyes. "But what I'm saying is that it might be easier to catch them tonight at Sarah's because there are so many possible targets, and an endless amount of candy."
"Yeah, don't be such a blonde, Erica."
Both Erica and Rory looked irked by what Benny had said, and together they fixed a pair of murderous stares on the warlock.
"You must be going as a piece of Sirloin, Benny," Erica murmured, and ran her tongue across the ends of her fangs as they slid from her gums. "Because you're just begging to be torn to shreds."
"Hey." Both of the blonde vampires looked at Ethan as he shook his head and reached up to lay a hand on Benny's cheek. "Lay off. I like him- he's got a pretty face."
Rory snorted and Erica just looked humored as their fangs popped back and they continued to eat lunch.
Their blonde friend looked up at them through the curtain of his goldenrod bangs. "Mind your pretty face, then, Ethan."
"I'm absolutely wounded." And Benny did look surprisingly hurt. "I didn't know I was just a face to you, Ethan."
But Ethan wasn't going to take the bait. "I'm still not going to tell you what my costume is, Ben. Stop pouting."
"Damn."
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"Hey, Mom?" Ethan yelled down the stairs, and Samantha sighed at the panic in his voice.
"It's in your closet, Ethan." she shouted back, and heard his muffled thanks echo down into the kitchen.
Ethan had practically tore up his entire room, looking for the major key in his Halloween costume; it was a helmet, made of pure gold with long horns that curled back until they almost touched his head. It had taken him forever to make, but in the end after adding some grease-like paint to make it look a little weary, the helmet had looked incredible and Ethan had been very proud of himself.
Now, putting in on, Ethan's costume was complete and he stood back to admire it in his body-length mirror on the inside of his closet.
This year for Halloween, after seeing the Marvel movie many, many times, Ethan was going to Sarah's party as Loki. And he thought that the emerald cloak countered the golden helmet well, making his already dark hair look like ebony and his eyes glitter as though he'd seen war and betrayed his entire family as Loki had.
He looked fucking magnificent.
But the admiration he was relishing in, a type of vanity he only allowed himself to feel when saving the town from peril, was cut short as the doorbell rang, causing his heart to leap into his throat. This was the part he had been fearing the most- the possibility that Benny wouldn't like his costume at all.
He listened with bated breath as Samantha walked from the kitchen to the front door and opened it, greeting Benny with a warm hello as she always did.
"Ethan!" Samantha yelled up at him. "Benny's here!"
Taking a deep breath, Ethan told himself again that it would be okay, that if Benny really didn't like the costume he would keep it to himself, but it didn't help much because Ethan could read his best friend like a book, and if Benny found something distasteful, usually Ethan knew at once. He scooped up his cellphone, Loki's staff that doubled as his wooden stake, and adjusted his helmet one more time before exiting his bedroom and shutting the door behind him.
When he managed to wobble his way down the stairs, he found Benny and Samantha locked in a light conversation about his and Ethan's plans for that night, and when Benny finally turned to look up at him, Ethan forgot how to breathe.
Benny's hair was as wild and shaggy as ever, but his clothes were very, very different. Instead of wearing jeans and his usually baggy shirts and sweatshirts, Benny was wearing a bodysuit that was skin-tight. The top was a deep blue color that reminded Ethan of the ocean, and his black pants curved over his legs in a horrifyingly delicious way. Over his heart was a symbol stitched into the fabric that looked faintly like a triangle with a warped bottom, and very discreetly, poking up under his hair, were a pair of pointed ears.
Benny was going as Spock for Halloween.
"Oh, you boys look incredible." Samantha gushed, looking ready to burst into tears. Ethan felt the same. "Let me go get my camera!"
If Ethan could feel his brain working in his skull, he would have whined and protested such a thing, but at that moment he couldn't remember his own name, let alone the word no. Benny looked back at him with much the same expression, with owlish eyes and his mouth slightly ajar, and Ethan thought that they must look like a pair of loons.
"Your costume," Ethan choked out after a moment of the staring contest. "It's, uh, awesome."
Benny looked down at himself, almost self-consciously, and looking back up at Ethan, his shoulders relaxed. "Yours, too. Jesus, I thought you'd go as something simple, like a damn ninja or something but holy crap, E."
And it was as though the whole world had been lifted off of Ethan's shoulders, because Benny liked his costume, dammit, the one he'd spent a whole month making, and that was the biggest reward he could have possibly gotten.
Taking his helmet off of his head, Ethan swept down the last couple of stairs and stepped up to Benny, who didn't even blink at the invasion of space. Ethan could see the prosthetic Vulcan ears even at his angle directly in front of Benny, and this made his blood burn through his entire body.
"You are an asshole," he told Benny, but he smiled to show that he didn't mean it. Mostly. "You know that I have a thing for Vulcans."
"And you know that I have a thing for Tom Hiddleston, so I guess we're even now." Benny replied, and then he cupped Ethan's flushed cheeks and planted a great, big kiss right on Ethan's grinning mouth.
Though Ethan didn't think it was possible, his blood pounded even harder in his ears and made his knees weaker than ever, and he had to grip onto Benny's sinfully tight Starfleet shirt to keep from falling onto the ground. There was hunger behind their kiss, something that was only supposed to happened when they were alone, for God's sakes, but apparently the fact that Samantha was only ten feet away, digging through her purse in the kitchen didn't seem to matter much.
They pulled away though when she did manage to find her camera, and announced as much as she made her way back into the foyer, muttering to herself about how fast the boys had grown up.
Benny gave him one last peck, and a 'You're so gorgeous, Ethan, damn you.' before pulling away, the only contact remaining between them being Benny's arm over Ethan's armor-clad shoulders and Ethan's looped around Benny's tight uniform-clad sides. The change in contact made him dizzy, and he wished Samantha would go back into the kitchen so that they could continue to make out against the staircase.
"You boys are just getting so old so fast." she tsked again, her face wobbling as she worked to turn the camera on. "I remember when you were both seven, going trick-or-treating as Batman and Robin together."
"I remember that," Benny laughed, looking down at Ethan. "I was Batman."
"Yeah, because you were mean in first grade and threatened to stop being my friend if I didn't go as Robin."
Benny's grin widened. "I guess some things never change because I'm still taller than you and basically thrumming with magic."
Samantha was too busy monkeying with the camera to see Benny's teasing eyebrow wiggle, and Ethan just bit the inside of his cheek and pinched Benny's hip.
"Get closer, you two." she ordered them, and Ethan didn't think that was such a good idea because anymore contact between them would lead to a very embarrassing situation indeed. But Benny ignored this logic (which was stupid, seeing as how he was the one dressed as Spock) and simply pulled Ethan closer so that their sides were slotted together just right. Ethan swallowed down his building lust and just let the warmth pool in his stomach as Samantha readied her camera.
"Say cheese," she said automatically, and Ethan didn't complain because his mom looked ready to collapse, and he understood that she was just having a moment of nostalgia. Wishing Ethan was still in elementary school and fighting to say spaghetti the right way. Benny missing his two front teeth and lisping every time he said something about Harry Potter.
They crammed even closer together and grinned, and Ethan wished to stay in that moment, too. It was probably the happiest he had ever been.
But after the flash went off and Samantha examined the picture to make sure it looked okay, the air of drowning in childhood memories was lost, and she was kissing their foreheads and telling them to go have fun.
As the two boys left the warmth of the Morgan house and went into the October chill together, Ethan told himself that it was not the time to reminisce about his childhood with Benny and his family- there would be time for that later, and right now he had a town to save.
Again.
As they got into Benny's car, the driver paused to smile at Ethan over the hood.
"You made a better Batman, though." was what he said, smiling fondly and full of nostalgia, as well, before opening his door and getting in. If it was possible, Ethan swooned harder than ever and when he managed to pry his door open, he couldn't stop himself from kissing Benny a second time.
Or a third.
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When they got to Sarah's house, a large victorian styled home made of dark bricks and warmth, it was the senior who answered the door. The two boys were taken aback by the girl's costume, though, because they had expected her to go as something like a witch.
Instead, she was decked out in a black trench coat, a fake gun attached to her hip and her hair falling in curls around her shoulders. She was absolutely stunning, looked as cool as a fucking bag of ice with a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose, but that's not what stopped the two.
"Sarah." Benny said after a moment of openly staring. "Are you dressed as Neo from The Matrix?"
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Yes, Benny. Contrary to what you two seem to believe, I've seen a few movies that aren't about teenage romance."
"You look great." Ethan blurted out, and Sarah grinned.
"Thanks, Ethan. Now get the hell in here because we need to find Erica and Rory and get set up for this whole thing."
They kicked the door shut behind them and immediately after stepping inside, Ethan and Benny were met by the sight of many of their classmates decked out in costumes and dancing in Sarah's livingroom. Currently, Ghostbusters was playing over the large stereo system and everyone was swaying to it wildly, the colored lights from the ceiling making them all look faintly alien.
"They're over by the basement door." Sarah shouted to them, and they wormed their way through the mass of bodies covered in fabric and plastic.
When they finally found the other two vampires, Ethan admitted that he needed to stop being shocked by the people in Whitechapel; Rory was, not surprisingly, decked out in something absolutely nerdaromic, attending Sarah's party as Sora from Kingdom Hearts, but Erica was dressed up as another movie character.
Nude colored tights stretched up her long legs, a golden leotard coated in nothing but glitter winked at them as the lights caught them, and a top hat sat on her head the same white color as her jacket.
"And Erica," Benny said, almost hysterically. "Erica is Columbia from Rocky Horror. When the hell have you two even watched cool movies? We have to find out you actually watch quality films ourselves because you didn't even tell us. Why?"
Erica snorted. "Because you've watched them, that's why. You don't realize it, but every single one of the movies you two see you watch it until you know the script by heart. It gets kind of annoying trying to hear Keanu Reeves and Tim Curry over your idiocy."
Benny's mouthed worked, as though it wanted to come up with a protest, but Ethan knew it was a lost cause. Erica was absolutely right.
"Well, anyways," Sarah intervened. "Do you all have stakes? And back-up stakes? And then some back-up stakes for your back-up stakes?"
Everyone pulled out some sort of prop to their costume that doubled as a wooden stake, Benny's being his phaser, Sarah's being her fake machine gun, Rory's being a large key, and Erica's being her cane.
"Good." Sarah smiled. "Let's dance."
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She meant this literally, of course, because there would be nothing to do until the Trickster showed up and started the party off with a brand new horror. So while Sarah and Erica danced together on the other side of living room, Benny and Ethan danced together as well. And it was kind of awkward because Ethan was a bad dancer as it was, but now he was wearing a helmet with two horns the same length as his arms, and he was trying not to hit Benny with them or gouge out anyone's eyes.
"I wish this thing would just show up and let us get it over with." Benny murmured into his ear, sighing.
"Yeah, I know." Ethan replied back with the same tenseness. "It's putting me on edge, just standing here and waiting for something to happen."
"I'm concerned, mainly, about what's going to happen if we find it." Benny's hands tightened on his hips. "What we'll see. I don't know about you, but I'm not ready to see my worst fear brought to life any time soon."
Ethan pulled his head away from Benny's to look up at his friend, and the look of raw terror that began to pick up frightened the hell out of him.
"We'll just have to push through it, you know? Tell ourselves it's not real, that we'll be fine as long as we just kill it."
Benny's fingers dug into his sides even more, not painfully but desperate, and he licked his lips. "It's not that simple, Ethan."
Ethan opened his mouth to ask what he meant, but at the same time he took in a breath, a scream emitted from upstairs and both of their heads whipped around to see what had happened.
Olivia, a junior in their art class, was screaming loudly and tripping her way over to the staircase with her long dress tangling around her feet. She looked like Daenerys from Game of Thrones, with her silver hair floating along behind her, but she looked less graceful practically rolling down the staircase. A friend of hers dressed as a dancer from the 80s caught her at the end, and asked her what was wrong.
Olivia pointed up at the staircase with tears gleaming in her eyes, and Ethan watched as a pumpkin rolled ominously from the hallway disappearing into a stretch of rooms. It had a face carved into it, the teeth jagged and the eyes somehow menacing though they were nothing more than triangles.
"I saw him!" she choked out. "I saw the Headless Horseman, Taylor!"
As if on queue, a loud whining sound followed Olivia's cries, and Ethan looked at Benny with a tight, wry smile.
"Show time."
Benny sighed, and pulled Ethan along to grab Sarah, Erica, and Rory, who was sitting nearby talking to another guy dressed up as a Halo character.
"Let's kick this Trickster right in the ass."
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This chapter went much better than I thought it would xD Yay. But I hope you liked it, and I'm thinking I'll post the seventh chapter on Monday, and then post the final chapter on Halloween.
Anyone going as anything this year? I'm personally too, em, awkward as a gangly teenager to go trick-or-treating anymore and everyone's too lame to have a Halloween party, but yeah. I'll probably sit at home and watch Return to Halloweentown and eat Butterfingers and cry because my social life is a piece of shit.
But anyways, until next time!
