"Yeah," Quint admits, a bit sheepishly. Usually he was better at avoiding these things, but oh well. "At least we were going to get costumes anyway. It's not Halloween at home, but then it was through a lot of the portals, and my siblings like to trick or treat because of the free candy." That, and it gave Enker a non-violent equivalent of a 'raid' to organize. "Most of us had our costumes from before, but Little Blane's new and I didn't want him to miss out on his first chance to go trick or treating."
The salmon-pink-eyed bedsheet ghost next to him watches the falling candy.
A few boxes of umbrellas spontaneously appear in the field.
Quint's not that surprised, remembering a few old stories his siblings had spread around about some cardboard boxes. "It listens sometimes..."
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Date: 2017-12-09 05:59 pm (UTC)The salmon-pink-eyed bedsheet ghost next to him watches the falling candy.
A few boxes of umbrellas spontaneously appear in the field.
Quint's not that surprised, remembering a few old stories his siblings had spread around about some cardboard boxes. "It listens sometimes..."