twenty four | Trick or treat all the neighbors gonna die of fright

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Action 1; various shops en route to 726 Anderson Lane
[Today, Slugger has decided to do some shopping in preparation for Halloween. His definition of shopping deviates from the norm in that he takes what he wants and leaves without paying, sometimes with an angry drone store-owner chasing after him and shaking a fist in the air. The irony of it is

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[...Where are the deluxe chocolate truffles for your mother? Susan will meet him a few houses down from their own.]

...You're giving all of that away on Halloween, I assume.

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[Don't worry, they're in there somewhere. Standing on the back of his cart, Slugger will pause to answer in a way he hopes will horrify her.]

No. I'm putting it into storage.

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[Susan slowly raises an eyebrow.]

...Edward's office is fairly empty right now, the last time I checked.

[She can roll with it.]

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[His eyes shift to the upper left as he considers this tempting idea. ...No, he can't. It would break his week-long streak of not picking on Edward that he's trying to uphold.]

I'll give away some of it...

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[Susan's eyebrow rises even more. Who is this and where is Slugger?]

...In any case. I'd suggest you keep it well away from Pinkie.

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[He notes the look but he's not going to say anything.]

I'll put a sign on it. 'Beware: anti-friendship candy'.

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...Then I'd eat it all.

[This is a joke. Probably.]

In any case, I didn't think you'd be so interested in a holiday. Luke is terribly excited, if you didn't notice the fifteen pumpkins on our porch.

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Dibs on the Lemon Heads. [Grinning, he steps down to begin pushing the cart toward home once again.]

Mine's the scary one. [It's the only one carved with lots of eyes and teeth that are meant to be monstrous and not cute. It was true that Luke was fond of Halloween as well, but allow Slugger to make one thing clear about the reasons behind his excitement.]

Halloween is about being scared, not cute.

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[Susan will turn to walk beside him.]

Don't you get enough thrills out of living in a town like this? Though I suppose you'd rather be on the inflicting end of the terror.

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Of course. It's part of my job.

[Fortunately, it's the less physically harmful part.]

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...And does it ever involve transforming into a hulking beast?

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[A shrug.] If it has to.

[deaths_heritor]

Which I doubt it ever does. You can be quite terrifying enough without resorting to cheap parlor tricks.

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[Slugger smiles and averts his gaze downward. Oh, Susan, stop--he's not prepared for this kind of flattery.]

So can you.

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I know.

[Susan, on the other hand, totally is.]

Still. Try not to let it get the better of you in the future.