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"The Halloween Curse" by greencheese79
The last place Jerald wanted to visit on Halloween, or any other day for that matter, was the Haunted Woods. Especially at night. His friend Les, however, didn't seem to mind. In fact, Jerald was starting to think Les was enjoying himself. But Lupes, like Les, seemed better equipped at handling stressful situations than JubJubs like Jerald. Their mission was to locate the fifth and final Halloween Trick-or-Treat Bag. They had already spent the entire day scouting Neopia for these sought-after bags, and of course the clue for the last bag led them to the Haunted Woods. Les was dressed up as a Werelupe with tattered clothing and large, over-exaggeratedly sharp teeth. Jerald was dressed up as a pumpkin. He was begining to wish he had chosen something slightly scarier in order to blend in better with his current surroundings. The Yellow JubJub was chewing on this thought as they made their way into the darkened forest. How the trees could still be standing upright after being dead for so many years creeped him out even more. It was undeniably an enchantment: They were literally walking on haunted grounds. He shuttered at the thought. "Okay," started Les. Jerald almost hopped out of his pumpkin at the sudden break in silence.

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