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by lindy_guo
After two hours of walking around and ringing bells, Chianninny, Sylavista,
and Wyaethius were tired. Their sacks were all the way full, and they were ready
to go home. But Harry had a Grarrl sized sack, which was nowhere near full yet
and he was still enthusiastic about Trick or Treating.
"Go on home," he told the others, "and tell Tiara not to worry. I just want
to visit the houses on the other side of the hill, too."
Sylavista, the oldest and wisest among them, made Harry repeat the rules of
trick or treating. Since he knew to walk in the lighted areas, not to eat the
candy until Tiara checked it carefully for them, and to always say "Thank you"
for the candy, she supposed there was no harm in letting him go.
Harry clambered over the hill and towards the houses below. He was still very
excited, and raring to go. He began to ring bells and get new and exciting treats
(he even got an almost gummy rat that looked so real!)
"Wow..." thought Harry, "Halloween is my favourite time of the year!"
Meanwhile, Franco and Smedley were hauling their sacks towards their new hideout.
"My sack is too heavy..." Franco grumbled. "Can't I eat a few things out of
it?"
"No!" Smedley snapped, "You can have a slushie when we get home. This candy
is for selling only! Don't touch a chocolate covered peanut of it with your
filthy mouth! This is our ticket to riches! Phase Two is within our grasp."
Smedley was getting into what Franco referred to as his "villian babble mode."
This involved a lot of posturing, pointing, and talk of world domination. Franco
had learned since the whole dsaf645dsaf899 escape incident to just ignore Smedley
when he got like this, and nod a lot.
Smedley noted that Franco was getting into that "slackjawed nodder mode". This
involved a lot of frantic nodding, expressive grunts, and not a bit of actual
attention. Smedley had learned since the whole dsaf645dsaf899 escape incident
to just smack Franco upside the head when he got like this, and so he did.
"Ow!" said Franco, and rubbed his head sullenly as Smedley opened the door
to their hideout. This building was a bit better than the last and didn't even
leak when it rained. The scientists hauled their sacks inside, intent on going
over their loot.
"This will be great!" said Franco, forgetting all about his head as they dumped
the candy out onto the table. Chocolate and sweets of all descriptions were
shining in the light like precious treasures. "We're rich!"
"Yahoo!" said Smedley, "I can't wait to put this all in the shop!" He noticed
a milk chocolate Grarrl in the pile, and picked it out, pointing it at Franco.
"Hey... who's this remind you of?"
"Old dsaf564dsaf899! " chuckled Franco, "I wonder what happened to him?"
"Dead! He'd have to be dead without our guidance. How could he survive on his
own? Thing had a brain almost as small as yours." Smedley chucked the chocolate
back into the pile.
"Yeah... hehe.. almost as small as... hey!" Franco scowled, and considered
throwing a chocolate Kiko at Smedley's fat head. But just then, a booming knock
sounded at the door... who could it be? They both headed to the door to find
out.
"Maybe it's a woman here to admire our fortune to be!" Franco said, smoothing
his greasy hair in an attempt to look good.
"I'll get rid of her then, " Smedley scowled.
"... You've never gone on a date, have you?" Franco said, grumbling.
"Oh, like your social calendar is full? Let's see." Smedley mimed opening a
datebook, [reading aloud] "Friday--cry like a baby about how lonely I am and
console myself with a delightful slushie. Saturday--talk to the walls about
what a pathetic loser I am and slurp down a slushie.... Sunday..."
"Hmph!" Franco looked cranky. "Nothing wrong with slushies..."
The knock sounded again. Smedley grumbled and reached for the knob, turning
it....
Outside was a fearsome sight... a ghostly visage of a Grarrl... big as life....
white ethereal sheets billowing in the wind. "Boooooooooooooooooo!" it shouted
in a fierce voice.
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"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" screamed Franco and Smedley, clutching
each other in fear. It was the ghost of dsaf654dsaf899 back from the grave to
haunt them for their evil deeds!
A clawed hand streched forward from the beast, reaching for them...
Thud! Thud!
Franco and Smedley fainted dead away.
The Grarrl used the hand to scratch his head. "Oh dear..., " Harry said, "I
knew I forgot something..."
He cleared his throat, and said "Trick or Treat!" as loud as he could. But
the two figures didn't move. He peered down at them; the one in the orange shirt
had landed under the one who was dressed as a Fire Faerie. Harry hated to judge,
but... that girl dressed as the faerie was the ugliest woman he'd ever seen!
"What a time to take a nap," Harry said with a slightly agitated grumble. He
looked beyond them into the house. A table was set up with a pile of chocolate
and slushies! He stepped carefully over the sleeping couple (he supposed they
must be married because of the way they were clinging to each other - it was
almost cute!) and over to the table.
"How nice of them to leave this for the Trick-or-Treaters. Guess it's help
yourself. " Harry began to fill his bag, as much as would fit, since he'd not
seen any other Trick-or-Treaters still out this late. "I guess they'll thank
me for taking this all away, instead of letting it go to waste..."
Only three slushies and a chocolate-covered strawberry remained. "Hm... Tiara
said not to eat the candy in my bag until she checked it... but... this isn't
in my bag... " he thought, and opened his jaws wide... eating all three slushies,
the strawberry, and a large bite of the table in one CHOMP!
With his belly and sack full, Harry the Grarrl finally made his way home to
the Wayside Wanderer Tavern, where his brother and sisters were already fast
asleep. Tiara sat down with Harry, and examined every last one of the candies
in the huge sack to make sure they were safe for him to eat.
Long after all the candies had been checked, when Harry was sound asleep in
his bed dreaming of his wonderful day, the scientists awakened. Seeing that
they were lying on the floor and holding on to each other, they shrieked again,
and separated, making faces.
"What happened?!" Franco snapped, looking around frantically.
"Oh... no! Noooo! Our plan! It's ruined!!" Smedley looked over at the table,
where nothing but a large bitemark remained to mark where the pile of chocolate
had once been.
"My slushiessssss!" Franco cried, falling to his knees in agony. "Aggghhhhh!"
While Harry got a treat, the scientists had been quite tricked indeed!
The End |