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"Nothing is Scarier than a Halloween Brat" by _brainchild_
It was Halloween night, and Walda the Baby Kacheek was sitting at home with a glum expression on her face. While her friends were out trick-or-treating, she was being punished for misbehavior which may or may not have included a chocolate-induced sugar rush. “Grounded on Halloween!” she exclaimed to herself. “This stinks!” While her older siblings went to a Halloween party, Walda had been left in the care of her cousin Anjetta, who didn’t care for spooky gatherings or Halloween in general. Bored, Walda went into the living room, where she picked up her crayons and her coloring book. She was scribbling orange over a pumpkin when she heard a snore. Anjetta had fallen asleep on the couch. With a mischievous smile, Walda had an idea. If Anjetta was not watching Walda, then the latter could go anywhere she wanted, and no one would find out, as long as she got back before her sisters got home. Walda gleefully put on her faerie costume and pranced out the door. She found her friends walking along the sidewalk, pillowcases containing candy in hand. “Hey!” she exclaimed. “I’m here!” “Weren’t you grounded?” one of her friends asked. Walda paused. “You said you were grounded,” another pointed out. “Did you sneak out?” “Maybe...” “Go home. Your family is probably worried about you. Don’t worry---we’ll save you some chocolate.”

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