Crazy greetings on a Halloween night
With Vicky staying behind to eat her 'share' of the candy she got from Doctor Bender with Ricky, said teenager walked with Timmy and the others up to a mansion with an open gate.
"Look." Timmy announced to the others as he lead the way through the open gate, "We're at the Buxaplenty's mansion!" He remarked as they all walked up the pathway leading up towards the front door. "They're Rich!" Timmy added in.
Up ahead at the door already were the rich and popular kids, though two of which were a bit disheveled from getting 'tricked' by a certain teen. At the opened front door was Mister Buxaplenty with cash just sticking out of his pockets, "Hmm." The rich man let out a pleased tone as he was greeted by the popular kids in their Jack-o-bot costumes, "Great costumes, rich kids." He mused in a snooty rich tone, while lifting himself up by his tiptoes for a moment at him mentioning the words 'rich kids'.
Chad spoke up first as they began receiving the 'treats' from Mister Buxaplenty. "Thanks Rich Adult!" He remarked, before the four of them left to haul their 'treats' off.
As Timmy and the others halted in their steps to see the popular kids pass them by, Ted passed by first with caramel covered apple on a stick in one hand, and a back of money in the other. "I got a candy apple, and twelve thousand dollars!" Ted declared, before pausing to see a grinning Ricky waving at him. Ted blinked, before zooming off to escape. "Crud, it's Ricky, Run!" He wailed while running off, with a few C notes flying out of his bag.
Ricky cackled and placed his hands on his hips, "Told ya this costume was good." He remarked while flicking the collar on his red overcoat, earning odd looks from the kids and godparents.
Chad was next to pass by while using a wheelbarrow to haul off his 'treats', the popular kid was running to catch up with Ted. "Don't leave me behind!" He yelled in panic with a panicked glance at a smiling Ricky.
Ricky waved his arm and hand to greet the other two popular kids as they walked by, "Having nice Halloween, Tijuana!?" He asked Trixie as she glowered at him while passing by with a confused Veronica.
With a bag of money in each of her hands, Trixie tried to reign in her annoyance with the teen. "That's a place! Not a name!" Trixie bit out while she stormed off with a heated look.
Ricky waved to Veronica next cheerfully, "Yo, nice haul Veevee!" He grinned at the odd look the lesser popular girl was giving him.
Veronica picked her pace up to catch up with Trixie as she carried off her own bag of riches, "Like, My name isn't…" she was about to say with a passing glance behind her towards Ricky, only for Trixie to interrupt her.
"Drop it Veronica! Let's just go!" Trixie urgently told her fellow rich friend, earning a confused shrug from Veronica as they left.
Meanwhile with the others, Timmy was the one to ring the doorbell of the Buxaplenty's manor, a 'kaching' money sound of an old cash register went off for the doorbell. The group of trick-or-treaters chorused the 'trick-or-treat' phrase, before the front door opened with Mister Buxaplenty once again.
"Well…" The rich man began to say with a tone of criticism, "Let's see here…looks like we have children that don't have wonderful costumes here." mused in a haughty voice, the group of trick-or-treaters held up their bags with hopeful looks on their faces. "Let's see here what we got for you…" the adult man mused while moving his finger over to a control panel with buttons, each one labeled with different breed of dogs.
"Doberman…Rottweiler…" Mister Buxaplenty listed off what he had before lowering his finger to the third option. "I believe I'm feeling Pitbull this evening ." He mused while pressing the button to release his pitbulls.
With a warning red light going off as a metal door shut downwards on the front doorway, the group of trick-or-treaters turned around to the sound of barking and snarling dogs headed their way. From around the corner of the mansion, two Pitbulls ran towards the trick-or-treaters that prompted them to scream and make a run for it.
As Ricky was heading towards the group of kids and Timmy's godparents in costumes, the teen momentarily blinked and halted as the trick-or-treaters ran past him. "Run for it!" They all urged the teen as the two Pitbulls ran after them.
The teenager turned to face the incoming dogs with a curious look, before grinning like a loon as he took his bass guitar out he had carried with him on his back with its straps. Ricky grabbed his musical instrument by the neck part, and wielded it as if it was a baseball bat. "And for my next trick…" he began to say with an excited expression on his face, while the dogs were about to reach him. "I present…" Ricky continued to announce, just before the Pittbulls leapt into the air towards him with the intent to bite and maul the teenager.
With a loud thwack, and a 'chun' of the guitar hitting the dogs into the air like a baseball, Ricky cackled at the trained dogs meant to harass the less rich trick-or-treaters. "Flying Pitbulls!" The teen finished saying with a crazy smile.
With the night of Halloween being such a bust for Timmy, the fairy godchild of Cosmo and Wanda had a downtrodden look as his friends went off to try their luck at another house. Timmy stayed behind to check his candy he's gotten so far, before dropping the bag to the ground.
Timmy glanced at his fairy godparents with an annoyed look, "First it was Miss Waxelplax and her lame reflective tape." He began to say, "Then Ricky…uh…" Timmy tried to find the right word of what the teen did to his school's principal.
"Took her candy?" Wanda supplied with a thoughtful smile.
Timmy glanced Wanda's way while tapping his chin in thought, "No…I mean, he did say trick…and she didn't give candy…" Timmy tried to defend the purpose of the teen taking the candy from the principal.
"Ooh ooh." Cosmo waved his hand excitedly, "Procured the candy?" He asked innocently.
Both Timmy and Wanda blinked at the word Cosmo used, with Timmy asking first. "Procured…what's that even mean?" He asked confusedly
Wanda looked at her fairy husband with a look of skepticism, "How do you even know the word 'procure'?" She asked Cosmo with interest and confusion.
"Hmmm?" Cosmo asked while stuffing his face with the candy he's gotten so far, earning a flat look from Wanda. "Never mind." She responded with an eye roll.
Timmy, with an annoyed look on his face, continued to talk. "The point I was trying to make is, the rich kids are gonna get all the good stuff!" He exclaimed with his arms out for emphasis and exasperation, "And we're not getting much candy." Timmy said with anger, then pulled at the loose toilet paper wrappings on him. "All because if these stupid, unrealistic costumes!"
"Well…" Wanda began to say with a smile to cheer Timmy up, "At least Vicky isn't taking your candy!" She tried to perk Timmy up.
Cosmo cheerfully grinned towards Timmy, "Yeah, she's too busy eating the candy that she gets with Ricky!" He then added in, "I mean look at the costumes they have on! Those are pretty neat!" Cosmo bemusedly noted.
The three of them glanced in the direction where the two teens were, both were already coming back from another house with another haul of candy. "Told ya these costumes would get us loads of candy!" Ricky exclaimed with a teasing grin at Vicky, both teens had their hands with a bucket of candy.
Vicky made an eye roll, with an annoyed grunt. "You practically stole that woman's candy!" She exclaimed with incredulity, "None of this has to do with our costumes!"
"Hey." Ricky began to say as the two teens stopped to stand at the curb of the street, "That Karen had a house full of candy, but all she gave out were sticky notes with the word candy!" The teen tried to defend himself for his actions, all the while smiling a cheeky grin
Back with Timmy and his fairy godparents, Timmy smiled at Cosmo and Wanda. "I got it, I know what will make this Halloween better!" He announced with a happy expression, "I wish all of our costumes were real and scary!" Timmy wished from Cosmo and Wanda.
AN; Pittbulls give you wings! No wait, that was worded wrong...