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Name of Kid here: Jason Downing
Fear amount of kid: 0

Jason is a geeky little kid who loves to SCIENCE! Where other little boys his age are outside with their friends and playing sports, Jason prefers to spend his time alone doing research in the library or in his room playing with his lab equipment. He doesn't really believe in monsters because proof of their existence hasn't been scientifically proven yet, but he would welcome the chance to study them should they actually be real.

Trick or Treater Godzilla was not smart. In fact, she was quite dumb. So very dumb.

In full dinosaur garb, she'd decided to hide in his toy chest. She'd thrown on her fire enchantments so the box wouldn't burn. Somewhat ironic for a flaming demon to be hiding in a box marked "TNT."

It was sort of a tight squeeze though, and Danny was fidgety, so she kept bumping into the sides of the box. Luckily, it produced a sort of shaking, rattling effect.

No one would see her there, right? Right.

HAIR-RAISER as he was known now being a Trick or Treater slowly opened the window and slipped inside of the dark bedroom, his nails giving a quick tap tap almost as a reply to the scarelings hello he caught. Quickly he moved from the window though likely casting a shadow for a moment as he moved to slip into the closet. Placing himself in the tight space was a challenge but not an impossible one, his tail ended up catching a falling beaker before it hit the ground. Lowering his tail he rolled the beaker across the floor to have it thunk against something across the room.

Danny heard noises skittering around the room and realized her territory was totally being stepped on. Oh nuh uh- this was her student!! HER FEAR!!

Tapping and and scratching was fine and all, but this would require a little bit more skilled work. Danny was glad she'd taken "scary lighting 101" now.

She lifted the lid of the toybox, setting her tail underneath her chin so as to distort her features. A cheshire grin cracked across her face as she stared directly at the kid on the bed.

"Hi there," she said mischievously.

The moment Mayaa climbed through the window, the smell of chemicals assaulted her nostrils. Eek! What was that smell?!
She scrunched up her nose and clung to the back of the chalkboard, her weight making it creak ominously.

Rosy frowns as she found her little trick didn't work, shaking her head she figured it would be better to quit now then try again. Without a sound, she slips through the wall, heading towards the next scareling's house.

{Rosy Exits}

This time West went through the window. He couldn't have said why he chose to use what was, in his opinion, the less dignified point of entry, but this kid's windows were so wide and clean that it didn't seem as belittling as it might have.

It was too bad he didn't notice the giant-a** flytrap until it was too late.

West's foot sank into the plant's maw as he tried to find the ground, and for a moment he wondered if he had stumbled back into Halloween somehow. That thought was quickly dismissed when he realized the plant wasn't alive. Well, it was, but in more of a chlorophyll and fertilizer sort of way than a nibbling demon ankles one. He pitched forward, flailing his arms for balance as he almost crashed into some weird table covered in glass containers filled with bright liquids. The plant snapped upright once it was free of his foot, smacking into the window with a dull thud.

"s**t!"

One of the beakers was already on the floor, so the boil clamped his teeth together and slipped under the table instead of causing more damage. They weren't supposed to communicate with the scarelings, but he wasn't sure if that extended to unexpected obscenities. Once he was hidden, West noticed there was someone down here with him. He smirked faintly at Belladonna, then turned his attention back to the task at hand.

Victoria peeked into the room, making sure that it belonged to a scareling before slipping in. Instead of phasing through the wall, she decided to float in through the round window in order to hide behind the blackboard; although she had to curl her body up in order to hide her legs, most of the other obvious hiding places of the room were already occupied, which made her current hiding place the best for her.

Once she was sure that she would not be seen, she started pushing and shoving the blackboard - not so much so that it would fall over, but just enough to cause it to move and sway. To make it scarier, she also made sure to push and shove as loudly as she could, thumping against the surface.