You are invited to Pitch Black's Autumn Festivity
"You've done it again, Pitch!" Murray exclaimed; he swung an arm over Pitch's shoulders.
Pitch rolled in his eyes at Murray, he reached over and took Murray's arm off himself. "What kind of monster do you take me for if I cannot even throw a proper party."
"You got that right." Murray belched out, he hobbled over towards the other parting monsters.
Pitch only shook his head and tended to the other guest to his party. A party held to celebrate the start of the new season, Autumn. A time when the borders between the normal world and those of faery grow thin. The party guest are all monsters, different spirits, and the embodiment of different holidays. Everyone in the world of folklore.
The spirit of Autumn, a young male with a cloak of Autumn's first fallen trees and with a metal peg leg, leaning against his best friend, a giant ember scaled lizard, as he talked to the Spirits of Spring and Summer. The spirit of Spring is a bubbly blonde and spirit of Summer a fiery redhead with a clear Scottish accent.
'How they managed to not meet Frost is beyond me.' Pitch nodded his head towards the season spirit's direction. The three of them all looked at him with a knowing look and gave a short wave in acknowledgment.
"Great party, Black."
Pitch paused, he turned around to be faced to face with Jack-o'-lantern. Head of a carved out pumpkin and the body of a man wearing patched-up clothing one would see people wear out in the country. A huge grin on the pumpkin face that clearly say anything but a good time.
"Jack-o-lantern… Is everything to your liking?"
Jack-o-lantern grin nearly turns into a frown when he glanced over at all the holiday's embodiment's and spirits that have no associations with Halloween, heck not even close to Autumn. It was a mesh of everything…nothing like all the earlier parties. This party used to be named a Halloween bash only monsters were allowed, but ever since Pitch starting to host the parties it changed. There is one thing that annoyed him though. "A human, Black?"
Pitch glanced over the pumpkin spirit head, to see Johnny talking animatedly to Larry the leprechaun. The Nightmare King turned his attention back to the spirit of pumpkins with a clear frown. "Are we really going to have this conversation again? You know perfectly well where I stand on this. If I was as big of a prude as you, you would not have been invited to this party. We both know you are not exactly welcomed with many of the others… And you mostly come for the free food."
"What? You always have decent food in these parties."