vi. ][ voice | action

[thefavorite]

[ network: morning ]

It's Halloween.

[ Dewey has clearly noticed of the decorations. ]

Everything is okay now, right? And it's Halloween outside. Look.

[ He's excited, despite the fact that it's a little bittersweet - it's Halloween and he's not with his brothers. They should be raining down garbage on their neighborhood, egging houses, planting stink bombs, and blowing up mailboxes. But it is still Halloween, and he can't let it pass without celebration. ]

So I don't know if people usually trick-or-treat here, but I'm going to. You can consider that your notice to make sure you have candy.


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[ action: evening ]

[ Dewey is out and about in the City, going door-to-door and trick-or-treating. Though it may not immediately be apparent, he has taken it upon himself to create what he considers a costume. He's wearing a ratty t-shirt and jeans, made worse by the fact that he’s clearly taken it upon himself to roll around in quite a lot of dirt.

He has a pillowcase in hand - in addition to holding his candy, it serves double-duty for the eggs he's towing. Does he arrive at your character's door? You tell me. ]

Comments

[thefavorite]

[ Dewey's just going to stare at the terrifying little doll because terrifying little dolls are seriously unnerving.

Maybe he'll manage not to shriek. But he also doesn't manage to talk. ]

[he_who_kills]

You want sweets? [Yes! There is candy, in a bowl, sitting out of sight, inside the entry way next to this very door.]

[thefavorite]

[ He nods his head slightly, still not entirely unfrozen. ]

Um... yes.

[he_who_kills]

[Moves from the door. Sounds of rustling. Reappears; arms full of candy - the good kind!]

[Waits on kid to say the phrase and hold out pillowcase.]small>

[thefavorite]

[ Oh, good. This he can do. ]

Trick or treat.

[ The pillowcase, of course, is presented. ]