The next day at school a majority of juniors and seniors were wearing halloween costumes. There were no masks allowed, but Ball and David were surprised anyway.
During the time before homeroom in the crowded hall Ball and David couldn't keep their eyes off of Oscar.
Dressed as a vampire with red eyes and professional fangs, Oscar was perpetually being praised.
A junior dressed in werewolf makeup approached him.

"Boop!" Oscar booped the werewolf's nose.
The werewolf in return blushed, and verbally thanked him.
Sitting on top of Oscar's backpack Rocky had a little top hat on and nothing more. Around the stone some candy had been offered by the teens in costume.
"Helb!" He said, inhaling one.

David, followed by Ball went up to Oscar through the crowd.
"Oscar! What is all this?" Ball asked the lad.
"Oh? It's just nearby my halloween party!" Oscar smiled sweetly.
"But why are so many people going up to you and giving you stuff?" David asked him.

"Um, well I guess the word got out. People always want to get in so they try to be my friend but, let me tell you a secret…" Oscar went up to David's ear, "Everybody's invited…" he then picked up Ball, "Even you Ball!" He placed ball on his forearm as if she was a falcon, "It's been a while since we've talked. Maybe lunch?"
"For sure!" Ball exclaimed.
"Cool!" Oscar put her down.
The crowd started to rush over to her to ask her questions.
"You know Oscar?! How!?"
"Can I come to his party please! I have a plus one but-"
"-I'LL BRING CUPCAKES"

David lifted her up in the air away from the crowd. As nonchalantly as possible he exited the area and into the hall.
He leaned against the wall and let her stand on his head.

"Whaddup David," Dora said as she exited a locker right next to the 2, "Oh hey Ball. I thought you were dead," she said as she looked up.
"I was," Ball said. Dora thought about this.
"You were dead," She asked.
"Yes," Ball said.
"But not anymore," Dora asked.
"Yes," Ball clarified while still standing on David's head.

"...Is there a heaven?" Dora was legitimately curious.
"It was not really that kind of dead," Ball said.
"Drat!" I cried for nothing. Dora snapped her fingers.

All 3 of them found themselves looking back over to the crowd surrounding Oscar.
"Y'know I heard this happens every year at the middle school. The closer it is to halloween the closer everyone gets to Oscar. Now he's at the high school," Dora said.
"..What's all the hype? It's just a party right?" David said crossing his arms.
"Nooo… it's more than a party. It's better than drugs without actually being a drug," Dora said.

"You've been?" David looked at her.
"Once. You should go. You guys have had a really tough... couple of days?" Dora said.
"Eh I don't know. I'm not really a party person," David said he pretended to look up at Ball, "What do you think Ball?"
Ball sighed.
"I have found no relief in staying at home all the time. Ever since I was created I have made an effort to get out. So I say yes to going," Ball said in a slower strained tone.

"I guess I'll go then too," David said quaintly, "Do we need to wear a costume?"
"No, but it's kinda lame not to wear a costume, so I would plan to either get one or make one by the end of the week. Because the party starts saturday," Dora said.
"Are you going to the party this year Dora?" Ball asked, facing her.
"I'm all partied out," She stuck out her tongue, "Besides, there'll always be next year,"

For the rest of the week David and Ball spent time planning for the party as well as the Craeggs plan. Johnson agreed to help, but was afraid they had to postpone their mission.

"The prisms are exploring a new element and were trying to put it into humans. I told them what for, so now they're out and about testing it on some other alien species somewhere far away. You 2 are going to have to wait for them to get back," He had said to them backstage of a science fair, in the science commision building.

By the week's end the prisms still hadn't returned, so the 2 just decided to relax as time headed them into Oscar's mythical halloween party.
They walked there, accompanied by Johnson himself. Nobody had wanted him to come, but apparently he had been before.

"But you don't know Oscar, Drake," Ball said as they were walking past Diggs.

She had a Robot Jones head on. Some parts of the rectangular head were 3d printed, but the rest was done with a molten plastic mold. The extra space in the head was filled with foam.

"Nobody knows anything hun," Johnson said. He was wearing a combination of things he would wear at the science commission, such as a lab coat with a pantsuit underneath. He even brought his key card and identification with him.

"That's avoiding the point," David said. He was wearing all black, and planned to say he was dressed as 'depression' if anyone asked, "Shouldn't you at least be friends with Oscar to come? And you're Ball's dad, so it's kinda awkward,"

Johnson turned to face him.
"David, David, David, this party is open to everyone! You won't know who might show up. Heck! You might even see your old man there!" He smiled.
"...Johnson, my parents are dead," David gulped.
"Never stopped my father!" Johnson put his hand on his chest.
David turned his head to look at Ball. There was an awkward dread on his face asking if Johnson was being serious.
Ball didn't know how to respond to his voiceless plea, as she couldn't shrug.

In the meantime they made it to Oscar's home. Ball visited once before, while the leaves were still vibrant.
She remembered the wooden floors, the tall ceilings, and the singing parents. She wasn't sure why Oscar's parents had ran around their house singing about every single room to her. She just had a lot of questions like 'do you do this to everyone?' 'Do other people do this?' 'Should I be singing along?

She just wished that mr. and mrs. Creed would treat her like a normal person instead of giving her anything special. It was a little embarrassing.

At the door Johnson walked up and rang the doorbell. He automatically tried to look his sharpest before remembering that this was a much more casual event.
At that very moment Johnson realized that his definition of casual and business were blurred; or maybe that he had forgotten to be casual around humans after his friends all left him.

Answering the door was Oscar, who was dressed as the headless horseman. The outfit he was wearing made him seem taller than he actually was. This was because Rocky was Oscar's head, and needed to look like Oscar was missing one. His black belted armor and Cape were convention worthy eye candy.

"Hey guys! Johnson, David, Ball. Come on in. You're a little early so just chill in the living room," He said.
The 3 entered. Now in the main room, they turned left into the smaller living area. Oscar followed them.
"Hey Oscar! How did you make such a cool costume?" Ball asked. She was a little intimidated by the party, so she wanted to hear Oscar reassure her that she was safe.

"Me and my parents always plan for Halloween. This year they couldn't stay for the party though. They have 'important business' on Fire Island," Oscar said. He was looking down at her, but his costume made it look like Rocky was looking at her. The stone seemed to endlessly smile with a clueless, yet childlike charm.

Remembering the moment Rocky first came to be, made Ball feel better. It was just a little hard to see under her costume.
While everyone else was headed for the living room, Johnson went past it into the kitchen.

In the living room was 2 couches, an outdated television, and a couple of kids sitting in the middle of the carpet. These kids were Oscar's friends, Ethan dressed as a bat, Kiki dressed as a demon, and Robey; who was dressed as a ghost, but looked more like somebody who had taken a 'clothes on' bath, in cooking flower. Ball thought about how she hadn't seen them since she met them.

"Oh wow, what are you supposed to be Ball?" Kiki asked Ball. She looked away from their Apples to Apples game. Robey smiled and spelled out 'robot' in ASL.
"W-was that a 'b' 'o' 't'?" Ethan asked. He recently started to learn ASL. Robey spelled 'robot' again to see if Ethan could get the first 2 letters.
"It is Robot," Ball said non specifically.
"Robot Jones," Oscar tried to help.

Kiki continued with the newcomers.
"Ok, so she's bot, and you're?" She looked over at David, "Hey wait, you're dressed like that aw seriously kid! TBH he's a dead meme dude. Don't even know why you bothered,"
David looked straight forward instead of making eye contact with her.
"I, am the.. aw seriously kid. And, thanks for saying I'm dead," He sighed.
"Well your meme is dead, unless you're dead on the inside too," She continued while shrugging.

The doorbell rang.
"Hold on," Oscar hobbled over to the next guests. Upon opening the door he was greeted by Gabby, Tiffany, and just behind them was Beta.
"Howdy," Oscar said to Tiffany in particular, as she was a cowgirl.
Tiffany laughed.
"Eve'n partner," She said tilting the tip of her hat down.
"Like, thanks for inviting us," Gabby said. She was a black cat with much more fancy clothing that alluded to a cat than an actual costume.

"No problem. Meow!" Oscar said.
Rushing up behind them was Beta, the famed twin sister of Josie. She was dressed as Atlas, with a women's toga and braids. Along with her was also a prop Earth about the size of a softball.
"Looks like your job got a little easier," Oscar said pointing to the little Earth. Beta laughed.
Oscar then let the 3 girls in.

Now a part of the Apples to Apples game David and Ball were actually having fun.

The topic 'space' will definitely go with Star Wars.

Ball thought.

(In Apples to Apples you are given several red cards with a single word on each. You choose one of your red cards, that you think goes best with the green card's word.

Then the judge for that play picks one of the red cards the players picked, and decides whose card goes best with the green card.

If your card is chosen, then you get the green card, which also counts as a point).

The judge, currently Robey, was waiting for Ethan's red card.
Ethan looked at his choice one last time before meekly putting it in the pile.
Finally, Robey turned over the chosen red cards, that were supposed to go with the green 'Space' card. He just had to choose which one fit best.
Robey held up a red 'Star Trek' card.

"Who was that?" David asked.
"Mee!" Kiki raised up her hand. She then leaned forward taking the green card from Robey.

"Hey guys!" Beta walked over to the apples to apples players. At first she didn't see Ball, but it was apparent her mood changed when she did, "Oh, uh. Hi there Ball! You guys playing apples to apples?" She said.

"Yes! And I am losing!" Ball said in a playfully dramatic manner. She tried not to associate Beta with Josie too much.

"Can I join you guys?" Beta asked.
"W-w-why not! Come on!" Ethan said.
"I guess we're just playing for fun now?" David asked regarding the points.
Robey shrugged and then nodded. The rest of the group agreed.

"Mind if I join you too?" A kid in his early teens asked. He looked like he was trying to be a rapper from the 90's with a orange beanie and sagging pants, but he also looked like a dog with droopy black ears a little oval nose.
"Go ahead on ahead bro. Nobody's stopping you," Kiki said without looking up from her cards. The kid sat down along with the rest of them, while Kiki readied the cards. She placed the used green cards in a discard pile, and began handing 7 random red cards to each player.

Ball read her cards in her head.

'Undertale'
indie game by Toby Fox

'Horse'
Neigh!

'Super collider'
a collider in which superconducting magnets are used to accelerate particles to energies of millions of megavolts.

'Chris Pratt'

'Area 51'
I hope there's no aliens in there...

'PaRappa the Rapper'
The Playstation's favorite rapping dog

'Nuclear Meltdown'
When the fuel rods in a nuclear plant start to get so hot they melt and stuff.

Kiki was the judge, so she picked up her green card out of the green card pile. The card said 'Fear'.

"Fear. Man, you guys gotta really pick something that gets on my nerves," Kiki said sitting back.

Ball looked at her cards again.

None of these cards are traditionally scary.
I could use my 'Nuclear Meltdown' card, but somebody might have a card that is more traditionally scary, and beat mine.
Hmm, but are ghosts really more terrifying than a radioactive fog infecting everything and everyone for miles, practically guaranteeing a slow ugly death?
...I'm using the 'Nuclear Meltdown' card.

Ball placed the 'Nuclear Meltdown' card in the pile in the center. She looked up noticing that the party had become more populated since she last scanned the room. All sorts of costumes and people towering around her like a city in it's own.

As if Oscar had noticed this too, he stepped up and around the Apples to Apples game. With a microphone he set up a little stand that faced the rest of the little living room.

"Hoiya Hoiya! My spoopy fiends!" He said.
"Hoiya!" Said a number of guests at different times. Some of them even waved.

"Just a little announcement to get things started! Up here is the microphone area, and the talking games! Sing songs! Ask questions! Play 'You Got To Be Kidding!' Please play that one! It was a hit last year. Uh, over in the dining area there's card games. Sorry Apples to Apples you're gonna have to move. Unless you wanna play truth or dare," Oscar suggested.

"No way! I'm playing 'You Got To Be Kidding!" Kiki got up.
"Hold on Kiki!" Oscar laughed, "Let me finish the games! Ok so, there's talking games in here! And in the kitchen there's the buffet with some spooky pizzas, you'll see why, uh, in the dining room is where you play the board games, n card games.

If you got a pal with ya, you could really have a good time playing 'You've got Crabs'. Don't be boring guys! play something that isn't Scrabble or Connect 4. Miss Kincaid in the dining area can teach you how to play these cool fun games. She's also here because I forced her too," Oscar said.

"Y'know I actually haven't played most of these games, but I know their rules because they were in P.O.I.N.T.'s files after 'Codenames'! It turns out 'Codenames' is just a fun party game. But look at me now. Explaining these rules to strangers... hopefully in a dream…" Miss Carol Kincaid said. She trailed off a little in the end.

Carol was a middle aged blond haired woman with a purple bodysuit. She also had some red apparel, consisting of gloves and a headband.

"Ah pfft! Well, you don't have to stand there the whole time Carol! I didn't invite you because you knew game stuff! We're all here for fun! Besides you gotta have a little fun after all you've been through.

Ok ok! Back on track! We've got the kitchen, the dining… Oh ok! Upstairs is the totally chill general talk area. And the attic spaces are the haunted house! There's 'IT' playing in the videos game room, that's in the first floor, and a full on D&D campaign in the basement! The pool is super cold so don't even, but there's some more snacks out there too. Ok! That's it! I gotta greet more people! So like, byee!" Oscar jumped over the Apples to Apples game while giving the microphone to Kiki.

Ball looked over to David.
"I declare myself the winner of this game. Because everyone quit," Ball said bluntly. Kiki started her game of 'You Got To Be Kidding' with a:
"THE PROBLEM."

"What was your card?" The 90's rapper dog asked.
"Nuclear Meltdown," Ball said, "What did you put?"
"Robot. I don't think it woulda won, it's also really ironic considering your costume," The 90's rapper dog said.

"What's your costume?" David asked.
"Oh, this is just my normal clothes. I didn't even know this was a Halloween party. I just came by mistake," He explained meekly.
"We all get here by mistake.. the first time," a hispanic sounding stranger from the crowd said. He was super short, spherical, and deep blue. A cape surrounded his body, and a metal circular mask covered his face. His eyes shone yellow through the 'V' shaped slit in the mask. Ball was intimidated by the stranger's sphere form. It reminded her of herself.

"What is your costume?" Ball blurted.
"... It is my normal wear. I usually come this way," The blue stranger said.
"You got here by mistake too?" The 90s dog asked.
"I got lost here the first time. Now I am a regular guest at Oscar's halloween party," The stranger replied.
"How old are you?" David asked. He was disturbed by this little man's impossible being. How could something with such a smooth hispanic voice be so short?

"I have lost track, but maybe ehh," He took his white gloved hand out of his cape to rotate it, "At least 60 millenia," He put his hand back under his cape.

"Yeah, heh, ok," David smiled at him in a condescending manner. He looked down to Ball, "Uh let's, go get a snack Ball." He pointed behind him towards to kitchen area. He went to the kitchen through a little hall. Inside was marble counters and a kitchen island with snacks. A glass door at the back wall was open to the backyard pool.

"What snacks are there?" Ball asked David. She noticed he was looking around.
"Oh are you hungry? I just wanted to get away from, whatever that guy was. brr!" David explained. Ball gave him a look.

"Hey! We don't know him! Better safe than sorry," David said, shrugging. He took a little pretzel from a bowl and ate it.
Johnson walked over to the 2 of them. He looked like he was in a uplifted mood, due to the conversation he was having before. He waltzed over to Ball in specific.
"I have something we need to discuss but David is not allowed to come," He looked somber for a moment.
"Can I ask why?" David asked.

"No. You're to have fun this evening. Ball and I are doing important things, but it's fun for us and not for you..Maybe not for Ball," Johnson said. He seemed a little hyper.

"You're not making any sense, but I'll just let you do whatever," David shooed them off to do that 'whatever'.
"OK!" Johnson picked Ball up, "See ya!" He went back into the living room and continued into the dining area to the his left.

David leaned on the middle counter in order to look 'cool' while still have nobody to hang out with. To his surprise the counter suddenly shook like it had been hit. He looked around the floor nearby to see what had bumped it so. A little purple dragon with yellow horns and wings was right where the bump would've happened.

"You...want a snack?" David tried not to startle the dragon.
"It's ok. I'll get it, just this one thing.." The little dragon trotted over to the living room and hopped on the couch. He then leapt off of the couch and gilded just below the counter. Upon hitting his head on the counter, he went further back to try again. After hitting his head on the counter another time, David tried to collect himself.

"Are.. are you a dragon?" He asked. The dragon looked up at him funny.
"What else would I be, giant wingless fairy?" He trotted back to try gliding again.
The 90's dog walked into the kitchen.
"What are you!..then?" David asked.
"I'm PaRappa!" The 90's dog jumped at David's shout.
"No, what are you?" David asked more precisely. The dragon bumped back into the counter, and the conversation.

"He's a dog," the dragon said. He rushed back to try again.
"That's right," PaRappa, the 90's dog said.
"But you can't possibly be a dog. Dogs don't talk! And dragons aren't real to begin with!" David was perplexed.

From the living room, the little dragon was suddenly thrusted into the snack bowls. They practically exploded all over the place. David and PaRappa individually blocked the salty/sweet mess with their arms.

"Yeah sports!" The champ who threw the little dragon was a 6 ft 10 hawk crossed with a crocodile.

He had the head of a hawk, cool shades, feathered shoulders, little wings on his back, and big green arms ending in red boxing gloves. His chest was also scaly, and with his scaleless underbelly. He wore no shoes on his taloned feet, but he did wear black shorts.
For the occasion he was dressed as a buff police officer.

The little dragon burst out of the mess with a large plastic bowl on his head.
"If there's a sport that includes throwing kids, I want in!" the dragon exclaimed like the happy kid he was.

"I wish there was tyke, I wish there was," The hawk crocodile said. His voice was reminiscent of an action movie cliché.
"And what are you?!" David walked up to the giant in awe.
"I'm a police officer," The hawk crocodile said. He pointed to his fake badge.
"No what are you," David tried to be more specific.
"Oh! I'm just a action hero takin it easy before getting back to the fast lane," He said smoothly. He put a hand on his hip and used to other arm to reach around dramatically.

"Physically?!" David begged.
"Super buff?" The hawk crocodile flexed a bicep.
"I think he's asking about what beast you are," the little dragon suggested.
"Oh, I'm Hawkodile. Hawk crocodile super buff bodyguard. Sworn to protect the Unikingdom for life!" Hawkodile first pumped the air.
"Are you? Made of Legos?" David poked his arm.
"I have legs. Don't know what you mean by Legos," Hawkodile looked at his legs and then shrugged.

Hawkodile is made out of Lego bricks.

David sighed and leaned back on the snackless counter. Hawkodile followed him, leaning back too.
"Something the matter bro?" He asked.

"I dunno. I think I might've gotten drugged! You can't really be a hawkodile! Are you? Aren't you just in costume?" David explained.
"I'm a hawkodile, in costume," Hawkodile grabbed his own collar and snapped it back as to illustrate 'costume'.
Hawkodile got up from the counter.

"I just don't understand what your problem is!? Is my epicness somehow making you have less of a good time?" Hawkodile asked.
"No, I just don't think any of this is real," David laid himself down on the counter.
"Hmm. I guess I can't help you out with that. But why even bother with the whole reality issue?" Hawkodile suggested.

"Well, maybe because I thought I knew the way the world worked, but I guess I'm just not ready to be wrong. Ever since I met Ball I feel like my life has been a little..stranger. But why find out all this stuff now? Shouldn't strange things be happening to me all the time if these things really are the truth?" David asked.

"Depends on who this, Ball person is, and where you live. Also, if I'm super strange to you than I'm not exactly sure how to help you in trying to find normalcy," Hawkodile picked up a Snickers that dropped out of one of the snack bowls.
"Give me your best shot anyway," David sighed.

"Well, we're at a party," Hawkodile picked up another candy.
"So?"
"We have games, with advice. Go up to the mic in the living room. You have to play You Got to be Kidding. First you say," Hawkodile dramatically paused, "The problem.. Then you explain your situation and ask the crowd for advice,"

"How is that a game?" David pushed himself up from the counter.
"People are allowed to give bad advice," Hawkodile said bluntly.
David walked out into the living room to find the masked sphere with the mic. He was standing high on a shelf with his cape still surrounding all but a hand holding it.

"And then thee ship -exploded into little pieces in thee water. It killed all of my crew mates, but luckily I survived being able to fly off…"
The crowd causally clapped.
"What should I do?" The caped sphere said.

"...Is Kirby your son?" a crowd member asked.
"N-NO!" The sphere stuttered.
"Than who is? Who's his mom?" another crowd member asked.

The masked sphere rolled his yellow eyes and dropped the mic. At the same time he jumped off of the shelf and flew into the game room with his black bat wings.

"I think Kirby's his son," Hawkodile said casually.
"I don't know who that is," David said. He paced over to the dropped mic. He tapped it, "Uh.."
Eyes were on him now. He wasn't a shy fellow, but he wasn't eager to present his case either.
"The problem… I'm starting to suspect that most of the people here aren't human,"
"So?" said anybody.
"Well.. I, I.."
"Take your time,"
"I don't belong here, so..,"

"Don't belong!?" a vast german knight with a giant hammer blurted.
"Every-one belongs 'ere!" A short British woman with some sort of blue glowing device that went through her chest.
To David's dismay the entire party turned to look at him, and they started to sing.