HALLOWEEN

"Trick or treat!"

Gran Torino stared blearily up at the hero students holding bags. Tokoyami had vampire fangs in his beak. Dark Shadow wore a Sailor Moon costume, and Shoji wore a bulbous green octopus head.

"Eh?" Sorahiko scratched his butt. "Are you the TV repair man?"

"Will you give us candy if we fix it?" Shoji asked.

As Sorahiko's gaze followed a stray fly, Dark Shadow whispered, "I think we should move on. Poor guy probably doesn't remember his own name."

"If we desire candy on this auspicious eve," Tokoyami intoned, "We must venture into darkness unknown to us and stare into the abyss."

"I've stared into the abyss, and walked into it too, and I'd rather do that than go in there."

Sorahiko wandered inside and came back out holding an enormous bowl laden to the brim with chocolate bars the size of books. "Do any of you remember why I have all this candy?"

Dark Shadow jumped with glee. "We'll take it off your hands!"

"Take what?"

"The candy!"

"What about the candy?"

Tokoyami rolled his eyes. "Would you please bestow upon us a fair boon for our journey this hallowed eve?"

Sorahiko scratched his chin. "Oh, you're here to fix the sink! Why didn't you say so! Come on in."

Sorahiko shoved the hero students inside. Shoji glared at Tokoyami and said, "We should've fixed the TV."

"It's just a sink. How bad could it be?"

Dirty dishes sat in massive heaps in the sink. Green mold rose like a rotten sponge from between the plates, and a rat hissed at them from inside a coffee mug.

Shoji and Tokoyami both turned to stare at Dark Shadow. Dark Shadow glanced at them both and sweated vigorously. "Oh no. I'll get my fingernails dirty!"

"You don't even have fingernails."

"Yes I do! I painted them, see?"

Dark Shadow held up purple claws tipped with pink fingerpaint. Tokoyami sighed and said, "Your choice of costume next year."

Tokoyami put on his best Robin Williams impression and said, "Your wish is my command! Dishes, begone!"

Dark Shadow yeeted the entire sink out the window. The disconnected pipe oozed a viscous green sludge from its depths.

"All fixed!"

Tokoyami gaped in horror. As he raised a finger to admonish his Quirk, Sorahiko said, "Oh, it's fixed. Great job."

The finger dropped. "So you'll give us candy?"

"Candy? Oh yes, the candy. Here you go."

Sorahiko handed each of them a frozen taiyaki. As they stared resignedly at their meager earnings, Sorahiko punted them both through the roof.

"Trick or treat, dumbasses!" Cackling to himself, Sorahiko sat back down to watch the food network when the doorbell rang again. The old hero smiled. "The next victim." He put on a dopey face, opened the door, and immediately froze.

"Trick or treat," Izuku said.

Sorahiko threw the candy bowl at him and slammed the door.

Izuku looked at the massive candy bars scattered around him and said, "Objective completed."

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Bakugo's dressed as a robot and terrorizing the neighborhood because that's the scariest thing he knows.

Also, if you're in the mood for more spooky stuff, check out Tree House Horror. My attempt at writing something almost as scary as the robot apocalypse. Or Gran Torino.