I was very, very busy this semester and I had this laying around. I was planning on adding more, but I just felt like ending it where it did. XP
Their witch hats covered their eyes as they sat outside the front door of their home. Much to Eunica’s protest, Aura had managed to put together a pair of nice witch costumes for the both of them.
When’s the last time I wore a skirt? thought Eunica, tugging at it some. Well, a better question is when’s the last time I wore a skirt without pants underneath? She tilted her head down and shook it with a chuckle. In her lap was a plastic pail in the shape of a pumpkin filled with chocolate bars and behind her was a bag full of extra supplies, just in case it ran out. Aura sat across from her, her silver hair blowing slightly in the chilly wind. She mirrored Eunica with a pail in her lap as well, filled with various gummy sweets and the occasional lollipop. Like Eunica, a bag filled with bags upon bags of extra candy sat behind the stool Aura sat upon. “Aura,” Eunica broke the silence, “did you ever go out for Halloween, as a girl?” Aura folded her hands in front of her and looked distantly at Eunica for a moment, before a gentle smile formed.
She nodded, “Daddy was not too fond of Halloween; he felt that going from house to house, begging for candy was something unbefitting of a mage of a proud house such as ours. But he took me out, only on the condition I never said ‘Trick or Treat.’”
“That’s hardly begging.” Eunica crossed her legs and leaned over her bucket, towards Aura. “You’re demanding the candy, or you’ll trick the person, right?”
“Have you ever trick or treated as a girl, Eunica?”
Eunica opened her mouth to speak, but paused. She never told Aura about her unique circumstances. It was an awkward thing to talk about and often led to assumptions. She simply shook her head. “My father was like yours,” she lied. “Did not want to see me begging for candy that he could easily buy for me at the store.”
“It’s not begging if they just give it to you, though,” Aura giggled. “It was quite fun. Daddy dressed me up as a princess, once.”
“That’s not very scary, though.”
“He then used some magic to make Buster’s fur all spiky and then another to make his eyes glow for a time.”
“He what?” Eunica was dumbfounded. His magic was so blatantly obvious! How did this guy not get run out of town?
“He would have a talk with each neighbor we went to,” she explained. “And then he would come back and tell me not to worry; they were going to forget about it in the morning.”
Figures Calhoun learned that trick from him, Eunica mused. “It sounds like they took your father’s little joke well. What breed was Buster?” She briefly looked out across the yard and saw a small group of kids pass by their house.
“A dog, silly.”
“Yes, but what kind of dog.” Eunica could not help smiling at Aura’s response. It was hard to remember that she had been isolated from the world for more than half her life. Still, despite that, she could hold her own in a conversation quite well.
“A big one.”
“The breed, Aura.”
Aura shrugged and looked out to the street as well. The children that had passed by were three houses down, now. She turned back to Eunica and smiled sweetly. Despite the autumn chill, she was happy to spend time with her new friend whenever she got the chance.
“Well, anyways…” Eunica leaned back, resting against the wall as she sat. What could she talk about to pass the time, now? It’s been three months, since they had started living with the other and it was still awkward sometimes. “What do you want to talk about?” she asked, grasping for something to break the chorus of crickets.
Eunica sighed and looked into the pail of chocolate she held. Still all there, she sighed and bit her lip lightly, dipping a hand inside just to rustle the candy around some. She looked back out to the street again. “How long have we been out here?” she asked.
Aura shrugged again. “There is a curfew, I think.”
“Do you know when?” Eunica regretted not wearing her watch.
Aura shook her head.
“That’s fine.” Eunica stood up and stretched her legs, looking down the walkway of her home again. She noticed another group of children passing by; some had pails—larger than Eunica or Aura’s—and others had large pillowcases with bumpy bulges from their collection of candy. “Hey, Aura,” Eunica said, turning to her. “Your father teach you any tricks?”
“N-No, he said trickery was—“ Aura shook her head vehemently. “—you can’t play tricks on children, Eunica!”
“I’m not,” she said. “I was just thinking…” She looked back and realized she missed her chance. She wanted to try and throw some candy into the pails of the children. “You want to move closer to the street, Aura?”
“Why?” Aura looked up at Eunica, her eyes widened.
“Because maybe they aren’t noticing us out here. Our lights aren’t really on, after all.” She held a hand out to Aura. “Let’s go.” Aura took her hand and let Eunica pull her to her feet. They held their pail of candy in one hand and their stool in another. They sat out there for a couple hours, before it became clear to them the night was done. Accounting for the occasional snacking on Aura’s part, no child arrived to claim their treats. Still though, Eunica thought, it was not as bad as I thought it would be tonight.
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