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Date Posted: 12:36:08 10/30/03 Thu
Author: reflectionofthenight
Subject: Part 4
In reply to: reflectionofthenight 's message, "A Halloween Tale - PG-13 (language)" on 12:01:58 10/26/03 Sun

“If your mother’s lucky that damn plastic snake she’s wearing as part of her costume will strangle her before I do.” My best sotto voice was rather piercing despite my efforts not to alarm Anne.

“How sharp is that sword?” I asked my sister’s little darling. Maybe I could pay her to stab her mother and we could blame it on the sugar buzz the Holiday always left in its wake.

“Billy!” With an enthusiastic shriek my niece decided to ignore my last comment and dove into the crowd after a tall kid wearing a Jason costume.

I stood wobbling in all my purple glory and attempted to put my injured feelings aside while I watched Anne plunge her rubber sword again and again into any part of Jason’s body she could reach. When Jason decided to respond with his rubber axe to her neck I reminded myself once again of my sacred child-watching duties.

“Anne, go get me some candy. I need energy to walk around in this thing.”

Jason looked up at me and I could see his eyes goggle even behind the bloody hockey mask he wore.

“Oh man…..”

“Can it, kid.” I snarled. “Or else I’ll shove that axe…”

“Aunt Lina!”

In an attempt to silence me before I embarrassed her in front of what I now perceived to be the object of her young adoration, she poked me in my large purple belly with the rubber sword.

“Isn’t his fake blood and axe cool?”

“Cool.” I echoed glumly as I fell in behind them and they began the time honored tradition of extorting their neighbors out of the best candy.

I stood back on the sidewalk and let them attack several houses before I cautiously made my way a little further down the sidewalk. I had to be careful in the dark. My inability to control my tail had already earned me a few dirty looks from parents of the small children in my path. At least the dirty looks were better than the sniggers I could hear behind me as people got the full effect of my costume from hell.

I contemplated the injustices of a universe that involved a sister that went out to a party wearing little more than a strategically placed snake and her refusal to let me wear MY costume of choice while shepherding her daughter.

From the tidbits Anne let drop my sister and her husband needed to exercise a bit more discretion where their conversation was concerned if they felt the need to protect their spawn.

“What’s spawn?”

“Sorry honey, I didn’t realize you were there. Is that Reeses for me?”

Ah, the soothing bliss of chocolate. It’s ability to pacify the most savage woman is truly a miracle.

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  • Part 5 -- reflectionofthenight, 20:54:13 10/30/03 Thu
  • Mmmm...(r) -- Jaron, 22:27:46 10/30/03 Thu
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