[Gift] The Fun of Halloween

On the day before halloween, the winds became cooler, whistling in the distance. Others finishing up the last of their decorations. Happy as can be once the final piece added to their decor. The night was already buzzing with activity, others chatting about the plans they had ready for a wonderful day of halloween. Halloween could be a fun holiday. People enjoyed the smell of pumpkins and spice. The fall yet spooky atmosphere that gave others the creeps. It was a season to embrace being scared. Or putting on costumes. Some went out of their way to make something extravagant, while others celebrated in small groups. The most fun thing people loved about halloween was the candy. Who could really blame them? Candy was delicious, especially if it was for free! Yet, there were three snugzi’s rushing to get their plans ready.

It isn’t a good idea to start late now is it? Unfortunately one out of three had forgotten to call their two friends over earlier.

There stood Reaper, Sugars, and Rhea. They were all inside of the kitchen. Prepping up sweet treats to give to friends who passed by. Reaper occasionally came in to taste test whatever treat Sugars had mixed up. Often giving a thumbs up. Rhea was… Well she was trying her best.

“Where does this go again?” The woman muttered, holding the mixing bowl in confusion. A bit lost while watching Sugars rush around. “Just set it on the counter, dear.” Sugars responded, opening the oven. Her chickens rushing around the kitchen setting various items onto the counter. The kitchen was a mess. Rhea obeyed, a bit bored and unbalanced, not wanting to drop the mix again. In all honesty, Rhea didn’t find the whole baking to be fun, yet if Reaper was enjoying their-self, she decided it must be cool enough to join. Sugars had been doing all the heavy work, watching the time and making sure nothing burns. It had all been going swell. At least they thought.

When Reaper had left the kitchen, they were in their bedroom. Delicately sowing together their costume. Reaper was far from creative when it came to dressing up. Not finding it important. They already look scary? What was the point of adding on more layers to their already spooky look? Nonetheless, Sugars wanted to dress up, so Reaper sighed and gave in. Now they stood with a costume. It was a reaper, to say the least. It was a bit funny. Reaper, dressing as a reaper. Who would have thought? She was focused on making sure it was perfect. Reaper had stopped celebrating halloween a long time ago, but after meeting their new friends, it seemed to changed their mind. While the night was busy for the three, baking and getting ready, it went smoothly.

Now the day of Halloween was approaching.

It was the day of Halloween. The day was spent getting any last preparations. Sugars making sure all of the goodies were done. Rhea now working on her own costume. Until the sun had fell, now the real holiday began. Reaper, Rhea, and Sugars, sat in the living room. All in their costumes. Reapers cloak flowed perfectly, fading from black to a soft ghostly blue, then to a bright white. It fit their colors, as they held a big scythe. Though, those unsuspecting would have no idea it was a real weapon. Sugars was dressed up as a fairy. Graceful pink and black, wings on her back. She was in a long pink dress. With flowers adorned on her head. It was as if she was a princess instead. She made the room glow in warmness. Her chickens also wearing butterfly wings to match her. A beautiful sight to see. Rhea was dressed up as the monster from Frankenstein. The paint on her face matching her fur perfectly. Her tattered brown suit and drawn eye bags making her costume pop. She had a headband on with the bolts. Props representing electricity coming from her head.

All costumes, vastly different, yet beautiful in their own way. Shined, showing their differences. While Reaper and Rhea were rough around the edges, Sugars was sweet and graceful. The three, stayed in the home, passing on the treats to those who knocked on the door. Taking turns, laughing and gossiping.

After the final treat was given, it was rather late in the night. The three sighed and relaxed, chatting to themselves. They all took a moment to fix their costumes. Reaper went around shutting off their lights, to let passersby to know this house is closed. Once done, they walked up to the girls. “I believe I have gotten everything.” Reaper said, collecting the last bit of their things, letting them know they were ready. After shutting and locking the door, their bags in hand. The three walked out. Going foot from door, showing off their costumes they worked hard on. Receiving compliments and extra treats for their dedication. Reaper, admittedly was having a bunch of fun. Scaring poor kids or those unlucky enough to pass them, while Sugars scolded them.

“Stop that! Reaper! I will carry you!” Sugars tried. Yet being as tall as she was, it was difficult to catch them. Rhea was secretly laughing in the background. Finding it cool that Reaper was brave enough to still taunt others while Sugars was pulling the ghoul away.

Chaotic as it was, Sugars still had her fun. The night was filled with laughter and even snugzi’s they didn’t know joining them! A small group had turned into a large group. Sharing their experiences and showing off their costumes.

What Reaper thought was going to be a boring and uneventful time, had been the most fun they’ve had in a while. While the night ended, to their disappointment. They woke up the next day, happier than they have ever been. Looking at the pictures they had all took of their baking, costumes, and schematic photos. Reaper hoped for another holiday to spend with them again. Already having plans for the next to come.  Sending a text to the group chat:

Ghoultastic🥶

“I hope we can all go out next holiday. 👻”

sent

Sweet Treat 🐓

“Of course! I’ll check my calendar!”

sent

Grump 😡

“Sure.”

sent

Reaper stared at the phone. Excitement taking over them. While they were emotionless at times, this brought out many emotions in them. They looked at the calendar. Now ready for whatever the three could do next time.