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Kids Next Door mission…



Operation:

S.C.A.R.Y.

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The morning sun was rising over the mid-space realm of Nightmare Land. Actually, Nightmare Land didn’t have a technical sun, but it was morning nonetheless. The monstrous citizens of the town were up and about, all piling into the Fear Factory which belonged to their renowned king, Darkrai the Second. As everybody piled through the town, the Nightmare citizens sang a song.



Boys and ghouls of every age



Wouldn’t you like to see something strange?



Come with us and you will see!



It’s our town of Hallo-weeen!



The citizens all gathered into an auditorium, taking seats as lights lit upon the stage. Customer Service, a very short man with sunglasses, a business suit, and purple skin, sat at a piano, ready to play. The Nightmare King appeared in the center, known for his black ghostly body with a thin white flame for a head, and a single blue eye at the base of it. He was alit by a spotlight as he took a bow, a cane in his right hand, and a top-hat on his thin head. He tilted his head back up as he began to sing.



“Friends. It is, with great honor, that I say, thank you all for coming. Today. Most joyous of all days. No one would want to miss, this most momentous of all days… Today.



“Alright, that’s the last time I let Corpse Kid write my lyrics.” the king said, flipping through his script. “Um, anyway!” He tossed the script away as he began walking back and forth upon the stage on his stubby legs.



“Today. Is. Halloween! Everybody make a scene! Trick or treat ’til the neighbors die of fright! For tonight! Is the one night a year, to go spread our fear. Without having worries of humanly queries. No nightlights, no stuffed bears. Not even full moon! We’re FREE to roam the Earth! To nighttime from noon!



“Eh, Customer?” The spotlights shown onto Darkrai’s assistant, who began to sing and play his piano.



“That’s right there, Big Boss! This day, we cannot have loss. As kids eat candy and hurl, we put them in a scary swirl! And all, their, dreams, let them see, what this holiday MEEEEAAANS!”



More spotlights shone upon the stage, making Jar Jar Blinks’ presence known to the audience as he began to dance around the stage.



“Hewwo. Good day. Can me-so come to play? Weally? I can? Well, le’s get down to hand! I-sa… Me-sa named Jar Jar Blinks! I-sa goes with Da’ky, drinks the milky, scares the kiddies, until dey hardly dinks! I! Am! Me-sa Blinks, cannot dinks, and play tidily winks! I here to party… Ha’ween wit’ you!” He jabbed fingers toward the audience. “And I has a dead body, too!” He held up the headless skeleton of Legion.



“Jar Jar!” Darkrai yelled. “I told you to get rid of that thing 20 years ago!”



“Awwww.” Jar Jar was disappointed.



Meanwhile, deep within the dark dungeons of the factory, Oogie Boogie, a husky and sentient sack, hung by his “wrists” by a chain from the ceiling, dangling over the floor as a row of hanging skeletons beside him bounced back and forth on his sides. He held an aching scowl as he listened to the singing.



“Well, well, well. What have we here? Nightmares and human children… having fun and cheer! They ’noy me. They ache me. I don’t know which is worse. I might just split a seam now… if I don’t die… from a headache FIRST!”



Oogie’s head swelled up, until-



POP!



Up on stage, Darkrai continued to sing and dance. “We must be slick, go out and trick, all the kids we can! But not to harm, it’s really a charm, the fear across the land!”



Customer raised a finger and spoke, “But should anyone be forgetful of this one, little splendor… They must know, before they go, and see they remember…”



Everyone’s eyes widened as they all moaned eerily.



“Oooo…” Darkrai moaned.



“Ooohhhh!” followed Customer.



“Ooooo…”



“OOOooo.” Jar Jar moaned.



“Oooo-ooohhh…” the Nightmares chorused.



Darkrai raised his cane in the air and announced, “I’M THE NIGHTMARE KING!”



Quahog, Rhode Island



The morning rose over Quahog. Crystal Wickens lay asleep peacefully in bed, awaking as the sun shone through her window. The purple-haired woman opened her golden eyes, smiling with joy as she pushed off the covers. She got out of bed and pushed her window open, resting her arms on the windowsill as she stuck her head outside. She breathed in the cool autumn air through her nose as brown leaves continued to drop from the trees outside. The woman danced around her room in her bare feet and began to sing.



“Halloween, Halloween, would it be all right? If a single grown woman took interest in your delight? Ever since I was a girl, this was my favorite day in the world! Every night, I’d bring fright, as I dress like a little witch.” The woman threw off her nightgown and began dressing in her regular clothes, still singing and dancing. “I’d pretend to go flying through the night, taking candy like a little…”



She spared a glance toward the camera and said, “Well, you get the drift.” She sighed and continued,



“Ay, but alas, I’m afraid I’ll have to pass. As every year now on this date, I go on patrol with me mates. Nolan as Sandman and I take watch up from the skies. But with hope and being lucky, the bad guys don’t feel so plucky, and I can do like in the old days and rejoice my childish ways!” She smiled happily.



The Brotherhood’s Hideout



“YO-HO! YO-HO!” The Candy Pirates danced to accordion music as Stickybeard sang. “Halloween’s the best date for me and me mateeyys! Every year we take candy from ALL the little kiddies! We sail through the night, goin’ from house to house! And all me pirate swabbies show off every fancy blouse!”



The Candy Pirates each exposed their blouses underneath.



Knightbrace sang with disgust, “Blech! Halloween is so disgusting. Every single pair of teeth, gets ruined by rotten candy! That really makes me seethe!”



Count Spankulot followed, “OH, cheer up, Knightbrace! Why, for my race, Halloween is sacred! We scare the little kiddies out of their LACEEES!”



York Household



Dillon York kicked open the door to his room and excitedly dashed down the hall and down the stairs. “Halloween is finally here! My favorite day of the year! And as soon as I get my costume! I can join in the fun that comes after NOOON!”



Nolan and Danika watched their son sprint out the door. “Whyyyy is everybody sinnngiiing?” Nolan asked.



“IIIII don’t know, it’s quite intriiiiguiiing.” Danika replied.



“It doesn’t matter nonetheless, no way my son is going to miss-”



“-his favorite of all holidays, where, at the end, he gets in a haze.”



Sector W Treehouse



“’Tis another day I go-a soaring through the skies!” Fybi dashed into her bedroom closet and jumped out, her angel wings now dressed in bat wings as she wore black clothing. “Dressed like yonder bat! Who wouldst hath thought of that?”



“Goin’ Mister Frankenstein!” Anthony sang.



“Pretty little ragdoll!” Sally followed. They were each dressed in their respective costumes.



“Cool polar bear.” Harvey dressed as a polar bear with sunglasses.



“And a lovely little angel that soars across the air!” Aranea danced out, dressed like an angel, wearing a white, flowing dress and Greek sandals. She looked up as Fybi looked down at her, the Nimbi glaring angrily.



“HA, thou thinkst thou can stealst my act? Pray, watcheth thineself lest thou be bitten by a BAT!”



KND Moonbase



Cheren Uno stood atop his throne, overlooking the Moonbase bridge as he dressed as his ancestor, Link. “Kids Next Door all around! Let’s take this party above the ground!”



Panini Drilovsky hopped around him, dressed like a certain pink bunny-rabbit. “Hoppin’ on little bunny feet! As I wait for lots of treats!”



Mason and Haruka Dimalanta dashed in; Mason dressed like a tiger while Haruka dressed like a dragon. “We do the Yin-Yang thing!” Mason started.



“Showing off that bling!” Haruka finished.



Zach and Maddy Murphy then entered, Zach as a tiger and Maddy as a dragon. “Time to party as little monsters!” Zach started.



“’cept we’re not really-”



However, the two danced their way to Mason and Haruka, the two pairs of siblings studying the others’ same outfits. “…Well, one of us is gonna hafta change.” Zach said.



“We aren’t changing!” Mason refuted. “We’re descended from an actual Yin-Yang Spirit!”



“Shyeah. An EVIL spirit.” Maddy replied.



“Whatever. Me and Haruka aren’t changin’.”



“Besides, I fit really well in the dragon outfit!” Haruka smiled.



“That’s ’cause our dad was a dragon one time.” Mason replied.



“Ugh. Metahumans.” Maddy complained.



“Ah, crud! Mad, I left my favorite candy bag down at our house.”



“We were going trick-or-treating, anyway, we’ll get it when we go back to Earth.”



“I can’t leave it at home! What if our dog goes in it?”



“Ugh. Fine.” Maddy begrudgingly led her brother back to the hangar.



Cleveland, Virginia



Groups of children all piled into a single small shop as a red-haired man in a purple garb and a sparkling grin handed masks out to many boys and girls. “This is the holiday I make all the greatest sales! My Happy Little Mask Shop, it never fails!”



As Leanne Andrea stepped up to buy a mask, she took notice of a strange, heart-shaped mask that was decorated with spikes around the edge, and had a dark coloring, sitting on a back shelf. “Hey, Mister, how much for that mask back there?”



The Happy Mask Man turned around, his eyes widening with shock. “AAHH!” he ran over and covered his hands over the mask. “Th-That one’s not for sale, little girl!”



“Ah, come on.” Lee Andrew whined, stepping up with some cash. “I have 5 bucks.”



“NO! Buy something else!” he yelled with anger in his eyes, though still keeping his grin.



“Okay, sheesh! Give me the skull-faced one.” Lee handed over the cash and bought the mask, while Leanne bought a creepy black, shadowy mask. As the Grayson kids left the shop, their shadows, Ash and Damien, glanced back toward the strange mask on the shelf, thinking it looked very familiar.



Nightmare Land



This is Halloween, this is Halloween



Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween!



Bug-a-boo, a horned monster with many eyes jumped up from beneath a bed. “I AM THE ONE HIDING UNDER YOUR BED! Teeth growing sharp and many eyes RED!”



Mr. Pettibone, a skeleton wearing a top-hat and holding a cane danced out of a closet. “I am the skeleton in your closet! I need to go make a bank deposit.”



A family of vampires—a mother, father, and son, awakened from their coffins and sang, “In this town, we call home… Everyone hail to the Pumpkin Song.”



Customer Service announced across the town via intercom, “IN this town! Don’t we love it now! Everybody’s waiting for the night’s surprise, so-”



As a blue ghost cat was flying by a trash can, a white werewolf wearing blue pajamas jumped out and scared it. “SCR-R-REAM, it’s Halloween!”



“Grey and black and-” Yaridovich followed.



“-red and green!” Bowyer said.



“Oh, AREN’T you scared?” Harry asked.



“Well, that’s just fine!” Scary Godmother sang.



Orson the Vampire used a guillotine to chop the head off a doll and sang, “Tender lumplings everywhere. Life’s no good without a good scare!”



“That’s our job-” Count Max said.



“-But ve’re not mean.” Countess Ruby followed.



“In our town of Halloweeen.”



“In this town! Don’t we love it now! Everybody’s WAITING for the next surprise!” Customer sang.



“Great King Darkrai’s gonna make you die from a TERRIBLE scream, so listen to our KING!”



The spotlights shone upon Darkrai on the stage as the Nightmare King spoke. “And now… ladies and gentlemonsters: the coup de grace to the greatest holiday in the universe! I present to you, the greatest of all Nightmares, the true King of Halloween. MY SON! My own non-flesh and bone, the heir to my throne, who makes every Halloween the SCARIEST Halloween in history…” The Nightmare King stepped aside as a hatch in the floor opened behind him, the spotlights aiming there. “Please, give a nightmarish moan for…”



Everybody’s eyes widened, and all began moaning again.



“Ooo-oooo…” Darkrai started.



“Ohh-ohhh…” the Nightmares followed.



“Oo-ooo-”



“OOO-WEE-OOOO!” Jar Jar screeched.



“Ohh-OHHHH!”



Fire exploded from beneath the stage, and Darkrai’s prized creation, Jack Skellington, emerged from below. “I’M THE PUMPKIN KING!”



The whole of the Nightmare audience burst into loud cheers.



“Jack…” the skeleton turned as his creator approached him, “after another year gone by, it’s always good to see you… Son.”



“It’s always a pleasure to return to my hometown, Father.” The bone man smiled. “Now to give these ghoulies the show they’ve been waiting for!” The skeleton jumped down into the audience, making them all gasp with astonishment.



“WELL, I’m BACK, everyone’s favorite Jack! No one can deny I am the best, I scream the EARS right off those pests! As I look forward every year, to spread all the kiddies fear! Every year on Halloween, I really want to make them SCREAM! For no woman or man-” He waved his hand toward some female Nightmares, who fainted instantly. “Can SCREAM like I can! As our great king’s son, I deliver greatest fright, and by OUR GOD… I REALLY WANT TO GIVE IT ALL MY MIGHT!”



The Nightmare citizens applauded as Jack took several bows.



“Thank you, thank you.” Darkrai spoke. “As always, our Nightmare Prince will be leading all operations in spreading fear to all children on Earth, and providing our fair city with enough Fear Chi to last us another year. And now, to help plan the Halloween after-party, the wickedest witch of the west, the Scaryyyy GODMOTHER!”



Smoke beams erupted from the stage as a red-haired witch appeared on stage, making a pose as she hovered a few feet off the ground with bat wings on her back. “Thank you, Darkrai!” the witch cackled. “No way I’d miss out on the most important holiday of the year. Ahem, now, as you all know, it’s every Nightmares’ responsibility to scare as many kids as you possibly can. I don’t think I need to explain we’re not supposed to eat or HURT anyone. But once we’re all finished, we’ll have a feast of Fear Chi prepared, and lots and LOTS of candy!”



“YAAAAY!”



“Ooh, we can’t have Halloween without candy, now, can we?” Harry the Werewolf cheered.



“Not for you, Harry.” Scary Godmother scolded as she glared. “You ate a whole chunk of our candy last year, you’re only getting a few pieces today. And aren’t you supposed to be hanging cobwebs down at the Fright Side?”



“Hmph.” Harry ‘huffed’ and grumpily made his way out of the audience. “Always with the Scary Taskmaster force, isn’t it?”



“Uh-hum, yes, well…” Scary Godmother turned and faced her king, “There’re still a few treats I need to tend to myself. I’ll be down at the Fright Side. Happy Halloween!” And in a flash of smoke, the witch was gone.



“Ahh, this Halloween is going to be glorious, I can sense it.” Darkrai spoke as his son stood beside him. “With you, I can always expect the best. On Halloween, Nightmares are stronger than ever, and kids are faced with their greatest fears. By facing those fears, they eventually gain the confidence and courage to stand up to anything. Plus, a good scare is always fun. And above all things, the Spirit of Halloween must live on. Humans dressing in costumes, imagining themselves as something else, getting sick and barfing on buckets of candy, and of course shivering with fright. Take care of it, Jack.” The Pumpkin King nodded as the Nightmare King drifted away.



York Household



After Nolan and Danika had come downstairs, their excited son dashed over to Nolan. “Hey, Dad! Um, I was wondering… if you aren’t too busy, you wanna go trick-or-treating together? I was thinking you could dress up as Batman, and I could go as Robin.”



“Hehe.” Nolan chuckled. “Sorry, Son. Gotta go on another stakeout with Crystal and Yuki. You know how villains get around this time.”



“Oh…” Dillon looked down with disappointment. His smile returned, however, and he looked up and said, “Well, it’s okay. I can always go with Leanne and the others.” They heard the doorbell ring, and Dillon scampered over to answer it. “Hey, Ms. Wickens!”



“Hey, Dillon.” Crystal smiled, rubbing the boy’s head. “Ready for Halloween?”



“Yep! Going as Robin! In fact, I gotta go see if Leanne’s ready. Later!” The boy happily scampered off.



The purple-haired woman had a seat on Nolan’s couch and asked, “So, I guess we’re all ready for another stakeout?”



“E-yep.” Nolan nodded.



“Again, Nolan?” Danika asked, squatting down to his eye level. “This’ll be the tenth Halloween you skipped with your son. He really wants to spend this day with you.”



“I want to, Danika, but villains get really active around this date. The Candy Pirates, Affright and those other guys, like Holiday. There’s just no resting on this date.”



“But you hardly ever spend time with your son in general. Would it hurt to skip just one Halloween of staking out?”



“I’m all for that.” Crystal commented, resting her feet on their living room table. “I wouldn’t mind going out for a little tricking myself. I already got a certain somebody in mind.” She smirked at the window, toward the direction of the Murphy household.



Nolan looked across the street to their house, watching as Zach was getting his tiger costume’s butt chewed by their dog. “Gahh! Sparky! It’s me! Gyaaahhhh!”



Nolan chuckled. “I think they already accomplished that themselves.”



“Still, Nolan, you really oughta go with your son.” Danika said once more. “He’s excited now, but someday, he might get tired of Halloween. This could be your last chance.”



“Sigh…” Nolan sighed depressedly. “Maybe…”



“Aw, do it, Nolan.” Crystal smiled. “Batman was your favorite comic. You and Dillon’d look cute together, a little boy and his daddy. And not many kids take interest in their parents, you’re lucky.”



Nolan spared a glance to the door in the direction his son ran off, lost in thought over the women’s words.



Fiery dungeon



Within the fiery depths of the Underworld, a lone shadowy figure stood before a magic cauldron. He watched the cauldron as visions of the Nightmares and the many Kids Next Door operatives sang in celebration of their favorite holiday. His pale-green eyes glared at the excited younglings, and his pure white fangs stretched into an evil smirk.



Breathing mortals, blood-filled necks



Soon to be mine down here in Heck



Let them have their fun upstairs



Because soon, they’re doomed for a frightful scare



“JACK O’Lantern…” the being angrily called out.



From the fires, a man in a white shirt, gardening gloves, a hat with a feather, and a jack-o-lantern head, stepped out with a sack of some unknown ingredients. His jack-o-lantern head was riddled with cracks, as it looked like he was broken and fixed together recently. “Patience, Dracy! A good prank takes time to perfect.”



“Just hurry. The sooner we’re out of this dungeon, the better.”



Jack O’Lantern poured the ingredients into the cauldron and proceeded to stir with a stick. He then rose the stirring stick into the air, revealing it to be a silver scythe with a light-brown hilt, similar to the Grim Reaper’s. “Ahhh… it’s not the Grim Reaper’s scythe, but it looks just as brilliant. This’ll be enough to give those kiddies the ultimate scare.” he said with a smirk.



“Very soon, the Nightmares will regret having ever banished me to this Hell. And this time… there will be no bats…”



“OH, no one likes bats, no sirree!” The jack-o-lantern broke into wicked cackles. “Ohh, just wait, Dracy! Once this prank goes through, this’ll be the greatest Halloween ever! AHH HAHAHAHA! BAHH HA HA HA HA!” The shadowy man kept his devilish smirk as the pumpkin man laughed.



Nightmare Land; Customer’s Office



“I would like to thank everyone who has participated in this year’s Halloween Festival of Fear.” Customer Service spoke into his microphone, his voice being heard all around the city. “As per Halloween tradition, we must make everyone’s Halloween the best it can be, and that includes us Nightmares. Let us take a moment and remember some of the fine tributes to our holiday throughout history. Such as the classic Charlie Brown special, where Linus tried to see the Great Pumpkin. The Robot Chicken parody of said Halloween Special, where Linus brings the Great Pumpkin to life, and it eats everyone. The Ed, Edd, ‘N’ Eddy special, Ed, Edd, ‘N’ Eddy’s Boo Haw Haw. Scary Godmother’s very own movie, Halloween Spooktacular, along with its sequel, Scary Godmother 2: The Revenge of Jimmy.



“And let’s not forget, a world-renowned classic, The Nightmare Before Christmas, starring the Nightmare King’s glorious son himself.” Customer’s voice echoed across the city as Jack Skellington struggled to make his way through crowds of crazy Nightmare fans.



“Jaaack… the halls have never been so haunty without you…” a woman moaned.



“You were cool in Kingdom Hearts!” a child said.



“Yes, yes, that’s all very nice, now-” Jack carefully backed up and tried to keep away.



“-and, of course, the videogame sequel to said movie, The Nightmare Before Christmas: Oogie’s Revenge-” Customer still spoke.



“You OOOZE with greatness, Jack. OOOOZE-” another zombie lady moaned.



“Uh, yes, well, greatness would love to stay longer, but greatness has places to be, so…” As Jack was backed up against a wall, he quickly drew out a green flubber-like whip and yelled, “Soul Robber!” latching it to a building across the street and swiftly swinging away from the fans.



Jack swung into an alleyway and peeked out at the desperate fans before hurrying further along, quickly escaping their vision. As he looked further down into the alleyway, the skeleton could make out the shadow of a woman with long hair. The woman appeared to be facing him. Jack’s relieved smile returned to him as he stepped further into the darkness, having a better look at her form. “Finally, somebody who isn’t mentally obsessed with me.”



“Jack…” The beautiful ragdoll creation of Dr. Finkelstein stepped into the light as Jack took her hands.



“Sally…” Jack stared beautifully into Sally’s big, round eyes. “Even in our place of origin, in the depths of space, its darkness would mean nothing if you weren’t around.”



“Your father seems very excited this year.”



“Aye, that he does. Perhaps due to the great amount of sales he’s made lately. Still… my friends in the Spirit KND feel an ominous presence in the atmosphere. They fear dark times are on the horizon.”



“Oh, dear. Is it something like what happened 20 years ago?”



“That is what I fear. Regardless, Halloween is here. I must continue what I love and strike fear in the hearts of children!” Jack raised his head up confidently. “The show must go on. There’s no use stopping a sacred tradition which has kept our race going for generations. I’ll see you later… Sally.” And Jack walked away, leaving Sally as she looked at him with a proud smile.



KND Moonbase



After stepping off his throne, Cheren Uno, still dressed as Link, was having a walk around the Moonbase, studying the operatives and seeing what they dressed as. His cousin, Melody was dressed up as a Zora, and her brother, Danny was dressed as King Zora; a fitting costume, Cheren thought. Aurora was dressed as a Charmander, while Francis dressed as Commodore Norrington. Lola and Terry Stork were here; Lola dressed as the Digimon, Lopmon, while Terry was Terriermon. The GKND were here: Makava was dressed as Medli the Rito, who was a bird person. Arianna dressed as a flower, and Vweeb sat on her shoulder, dressed as simply a piece of candy. As the Supreme Leader was about to walk off, he was suddenly pushed over when what seemed like a rock rolled over.



The rock stood to its feet, standing on and holding Cheren down as he looked up at who it was. “Lin?”



“Whaddya think?” Lin Beifong asked, wearing a suit of stone attached to her back while her entire front was painted a light brown color. “Pretty cool, huh? I dressed up as one of those Goron things I’ve been hearing about. I heard they were a tribe of rock people, so I thought, yep: that’s what I’m goin’ as! I have to say, the paint feels good on my feet. So, what do think about my costume?” she asked, showing off her side as she still kept Cheren down.



“Looks great. Now will you please get off of me?” Lin did so and allowed Cheren to stand up. When the Uno boy was about to walk away again, he stopped in place and yelped when a black-hooded figure switched out a red lightsaber and nearly swung it to his neck.



“Cheren Uno… submit to the powers of the Dark Side…” the being spoke in a hoarse tone.



“Huh?”



“Haha! Just kidding!” The girl turned and pulled off her hood, revealing to be Nebula, whose skin was painted a pale grey. “Surprise! I borrowed a red lightsaber from the school’s historical closet, now I’m going as Emperor Palpatine! Whaddya think? I almost got ya, didn’t I?”



“Heh, you sure did! I almost thought you were possessed or something.”



At the same time, Mason was standing around, looking at other kids’ costumes in boredom. “Hoi, Mason!” he turned around at this chipper Australian voice, finding his friend, Sheila wearing a blue shirt with a zipper, blue and white shorts, and painted orange-red.



“Sheila!” he smiled. “What are you supposed to be?”



“Oi’m Conkuh! From Conker’s Bad Fur Day!”



“Oh yeah. You look neat!”



“Thank ye, Mate! Oi couldn’t decide between this or Rayman, but me mum decided to take the Rayman costume. And check it out: I taped a beer sign over the Purple Flurp can!” She held up said can, showing that it had the Pawtucket Patriot logo taped over it as she proceeded to drink. However, she instantly stopped in her drinking, and studied the soda. “Urp…um… Oi think I mighta grabbed the wrong can.”



“Uh, hehe. Hey, you haven’t seen Lee around, have you? Haruka’s looking for him.”



“Oi think he an’ Leanne are still at home; Dillon’s wantin’ ta go trick-or-treatin’ with ’er, eh?” Sheila replied, still drinking the ‘soda’.



“Poor Dillon.” Mason said sadly. “Ever since he first got into Halloween, he’s been wanting to go trick-or-treating with his dad. But his dad’s always busy with his Sandman stuff, so he’s always missed out.”



Sheila drank a little bit more ‘soda,’ then stopped, wobbling a little as she wore a drunken expression. “Ahh, bloody bloke, urrp’s, gonna someday…eh? ’ey, Mason: ya ever notice ‘ow, mmmm, Lilac and Berry ‘ave cat ears, a-and human ears, too… Oi wonduh, wh-which ones do they use, ah? D-Do they use both of ’em? …A-And, how come Oi don’t get both sets of ears? …Oi-oi don’t get that, eh?”



“Okay, Kids Next Door, listen up!” Cheren Uno announced as he stood upon his throne, with Lin, Nebula, and Panini standing around him. “There’s a lot of really neat costumes being worn today, and it’s almost around sunset. Before we all head back to Earth for trick-or-treating, I just wanna remind everybody to return here for the Halloween after-party, where we’ll have our annual costume contest. So, grab the last bits of candy you can up here to take home, and until then, have the best Halloween you possibly can!” The kids erupted into cheers as Cheren stepped off his throne.



“Welp, guess that’s our cue to leave.” Mason decided, beginning to walk away. “Might as well go meet up with Dillon and the others.”



Sheila followed him, still drunk as she said, “A-And wot about our weapons? Hm? W—How can we hold a bunch o’ weapons in our pockets when they’re so much bigguh? D-Do the weapons shrink or something? A-Are they programmed to do that? Hm? Ahh, you old drongo.”



York Household



At hearing a knock at their door, Dillon walked over to answer it, finding Lee and Leanne. “Hey, Leanne!”



“Hey, Dillon!” Leanne was wearing a blue hooded cape, blue boots, a black one-piece swimsuit, and the black mask she bought at the shop. “I’m going as Raven!”



“And I’m Beast Boy.” Lee said, his skin painted green, and his hair dyed a darker green.



“Wouldn’t that imply you two were dating?” Dillon asked.



“Er…that’d be weird.”



“Oh well, we’ll just consider ourselves the CHILDREN of Raven and Beast Boy.” Leanne decided. “He was actually going to wear a skull mask and be a skeleton, but he thought it was a little cliché. Anyway, you all ready for trick-or-treating? You got your costume ready?”



“Oh yeah! I’ll go get it!” Dillon proceeded to hurry up the stairs.



Nolan York watched him leave and spared a glance to Dani and Crystal, who sat on the couch with hopeful expressions. Nolan gave a sigh and called, “Wait, Son.” Dillon came back down to look at his father. “Do you mind if I… go with you?”



Dillon’s eyes widened. “But… aren’t you busy?”



“Yeah, but… I guess it wouldn’t hurt to skip ONE Halloween of staking out. Right?” Dani and Crystal nodded at this.



Dillon’s excited smile returned. “ALL RIGHT! Come on, let’s go get our costumes!” Dillon scampered up the stairs.



“Hmph. If you’re going trick-or-treating, I might just dress up as an actual witch myself.” Crystal decided.



“I’m glad you changed your mind, Nolan.” Danika smiled.



“Hehe. Well, I’d much rather hang out with my son than fight the same bad guys over and over. Well, I’ll see you guys later. Gotta try and fit in the costume.” Nolan rolled his way up the stairs.



The Underworld



The shadowy being and Jack O’Lantern faced ahead as the green portal spiraled before them. “It is time.” The shadow spoke.



“Time to teach these kiddies what a REAL Halloween should look like!” Jack grinned.



“But vhat of the sun?”



“THAT’S why I have THIS.” The pumpkin man pulled out a locket with a moon design. “Behold: the Lunar Locket. One who holds this will have complete control of the moon.” He handed the locket to the shadow as he studied it.



“Very good. Now… go, Jack. Unleash the transformation spell. Make sure it touches all corners of the planet. Let this night last forever… and see the sun never rises again.”



“Don’t worry, Dracy! If anyone knows a good prank, it’s JACK.” The pumpkin man laughed maniacally as he stepped into the portal, the shadow man, ‘Dracy,’ glaring in his direction.



Heartly Household



While Kami was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, her daughter, Kimaya called, “Bye, Mom, I’m goin’ out!”



“What are you dressed as?” Kami asked, turning to her.



“This!” Kimaya wore pink shorts and a pink bellybutton shirt, a pink hat, blond ponytail wig, and had her arms and legs painted brown.



“You’re going as Dixie Kong?” Kami asked, raising a brow.



“What? It’s a good game.”



Kami smiled and chuckled. “Okay, then. Have fun, Sweetie.”



As it was everywhere, children were leaving their houses for their night of trick-or-treating, dressed in various costumes. Michelle McKenzie accompanied Sector W, skipping out of her home dressed as a Minish. Lilac and Berry dressed up as dogs, while Rupert Dickson dressed like a cat. Kirie Beatles was dressed like a pink butterfly, and the Gilligan Triplets dressed like the Three Stooges. Even Nigel Uno was getting into the fun; the adult dressed as Avatar Aang, having painted an arrow on his bald head.



York Household



Lee and Leanne waited downstairs for Dillon and his father to come down. In a few moments, Dillon York dashed down the stairs, making a victory pose as he dressed like Robin. “Ta-da!” Out of nowhere, a trumpet victory sound effect could be heard. “Well, come on, Dad! Let’s go!”



In a few seconds, Nolan York rolled down the stairs, dressed just like Batman. “Aww, how adorable!” Crystal cooed.



“The adventures of Crippled Batman and Robin.” Danika joked, making Nolan blush.



“Heh heh… just like old times. Ready to go, Son?”



“Heck yeah! Come on, guys, let’s go!” Dillon dragged Lee and Leanne out the door as Nolan quickly followed them.



Over the next half hour, Nolan and Dillon were trick-or-treating across the neighborhoods of Quahog, along with Lee, Leanne, Mason, Sheila, and Haruka. “Boy, this is awesome! After 10 years, we finally get to spend a Halloween together, Dad!”



“Well, you’re growing up so fast, Dillon, I gotta make the most of it when I still can.” Nolan smiled.



“Still feels weird having an adult with us.” Lee commented.



“Well, he’s cool. So, what’s wrong with Sheila?” Leanne asked.



“She taped a beer sign over a Purple Flurp and got the two mixed up by accident.” Mason replied.



“’ey, ‘ow come Dillon l-lives all the way ‘ere in Quahog, a-and he still gets put into Sectuh V, i-in Virginia? Hah?” Sheila asked, still drunk. “W-Why ain’t he be put into Sectuh Q? HUH?” She drank some more.



“I just hope Crystal and Yuki can do fine without me.”



“Ah, come on, Dad! Don’t worry about them! They’ll be fine!” Dillon said cheerfully. “Heck, for all we know, the bad guys probably got bored by now.”



Nolan smiled at his son’s positivity, but still felt worried for his two allies.



Downtown Quahog



“Ahh, the night is wonderful, isn’t it, Yuki?” Crystal sighed as she and Yuki took watch from atop the skyscrapers. While Yuki dressed in his regular superhero outfit, Crystal had her skin painted green, and she wore a black dress, black boots, and black witch-hat.



“Uh-huh. So, why are you dressed like that?”



“Got to get into the Halloween spirit, haven’t I? I might not be going trick-or-treating like Nolan, but there certainly will be tricks if any villains show up again. You ever gone trick-or-treating when you were a kid?”



“Not really. Never had the friends to go with. In fact, I’m kind of in the same position as Nolan was. My daughter always feels real lonely, and I never spend enough time with her because of this Coldman stuff. I always wish I can go trick-or-treating with her like Nolan with his son. She can be very- Wait! I see something.” Yuki pulled out his binoculars and faced down.



“What is it?”



“There’s someone hopping across rooftops.” Crystal looked down as a thin, shadowy figure was indeed hopping across skyscraper roofs, holding a scythe-like item. “Let’s check this out.” Yuki conjured and surfed along an ice path while Crystal rode across with her staff. As the shadowy man ran by, the two took land on the rooftop behind him, and Yuki yelled, “Hey! Who goes there?”



The mystery being stopped, turning to face them as a smirk was visible upon his pumpkin-headed feature, the moonlight shining upon his form. “Who are you?” Crystal asked, her eyes wide.



Rather than respond, the pumpkin man swung his scythe, and Wiccan and Coldman ducked to avoid an air slash. The man turned and continued to run, so Coldman and Wiccan gave chase. The pumpkin swung more slashes from his scythe, but the two heroes ducked as Coldman eventually tackled him to the ground. The man kicked Coldman off of him and stood, making quick dodges as Wiccan tried to bash him with her staff. The pumpkin man attempted to swing his scythe as Wiccan’s neck, missing by just a few inches as the witch’s eyes widened with fright. Afterwards, Coldman was able to deal a few punches against the pumpkin man, then successfully kicked the pumpkin right off his head, flinging it to the air as the body fell over the building.



The two heroes watched with amazement and wonder as this happened. As the man’s head spiraled around in the air, falling to the ground, the body quickly regained composure as it stuck its scythe into the side of the building, scrapping along the way down. When it was near the ground, it pulled the scythe out and kicked off the building, landing on his feet as he ran as fast as he could, successfully catching the head in his hands. Coldman and Wiccan landed down as well to watch the being screw the pumpkin back on its body, still keeping his smirk. “Well, don’t want to go through that again.”



Wiccan and Coldman glared at the pumpkin man and continued to chase it down the streets.



Back with the others…



“And, ya know, h-how come Nolan and ‘is pals ‘ave to keep their identities secret, w-when WE know who they are? Hm? A-And why doesn’t everybody know? Oi mean, sh-shouldn’t Crystal Wickens, a-and Wiccan be obvious? HM?” Sheila drank some more.



“Boy, we have got LOADS of candy!” Dillon exclaimed.



“Honestly, I don’t think Sheila should have any for a while. She’s looking pretty sick.” Haruka said.



“Ahh, whaddyou know, you old…mmm, whatsoever?”



The kids all stopped as screaming was heard in the distance, and Nolan faced ahead toward the town as a pumpkin-headed man was hurrying out with a scythe, being chased by Crystal and Yuki. “Looks like trouble.” Nolan said, rolling quickly forward.



“Dad, wait!” Dillon reached out in his direction. He looked down in disappointment. Ditched on Halloween again.



“Don’t have time to go back and change costume.” Nolan said to himself as he kept rolling. “I guess this’ll have to do. Hey, stop!” he yelled to the incoming pumpkin man. Nolan tried to grab him, but the pumpkin man flipped onto the nearest house rooftop and leaped all the others, making Crystal and Yuki nearly run into Nolan. “Guys, what’s up?”



“We saw that man jumping buildings.” Crystal panted. “We don’t know what he’s doing.”



“Let’s follow him.” With that, Nolan began latching his grappling hook to rooftops to shoot across as the three heroes gave chase.



Dillon was about to call after him, but held his head down in sadness when he realized it was pointless. “I’m sorry, Dillon.” Leanne apologized, placing a hand on his shoulder.



Dillon spared a glance to her and said, “Come on, let’s keep going…”



The trio of heroes continued to pursue the pumpkin man as he was making his way downtown again. He kept swinging more slashes from his scythe, but the heroes ducked and kept chase. “Hey, doesn’t that look like the Grim Reaper’s scythe?” Nolan asked.



“Yeah, but it’s colored differently. We’ll see what he knows when we grab him.” Yuki decided.



The jack-o-lantern head dashed into an alleyway and kicked his way up the walls, easily reaching the top of the buildings. Nolan shot his grappling hook to pull himself up, followed by the others as they once again jumped buildings to chase after him. The man looked back and smirked toward them, using his scythe to conjure a portal ahead and jump inside. The heroes stopped and stared at the portal for a little bit, and the pumpkin man shot out of a portal behind them and shoved Crystal inside the one ahead. “Ahh!”



“Wiccan!” Nolan yelled as the portal vanished. He and Coldman angrily faced the jack-o-lantern, trying to throw punches as he easily dodged them. He laid a few punches and kicks on Coldman before pushing the superhero over the edge, dropping him into a dumpster. Nolan shot his grappling hook to try and latch him, but the man swiftly dodged to the side and let it pass. Afterwards, he ran behind Nolan and grabbed the handles on his chair, swinging him around before sending him flying over a couple buildings, dropping him down another alleyway.



“That’s enough playing for now.” Jack O’Lantern smirked. “Time for the REAL fun to start.” The pumpkin head stood atop the ledge as he gained the town citizens’ attention. “PEOPLE OF QUAHOG, LISTEN UP! ‘Tis I: JACK O’LANTERN! After more than 20 years of time wasted, I have returned to this world to give to you, THE GREATEST HALLOWEEN IN THE UNIVERSE!”



“YAAAAAY!” the many kids of the city cheered.



“I hope you like the costumes you picked, because you’re NEVER taking them off again, EVER!” Jack raised his scythe skyward as dark storm clouds surrounded him.



Spirit of Darkrai, ghost of Dragmire



Make them the creations they so desire



Let the daytime suns never rise again



Let Halloween night be UNTIL world’s end!



The clouds spiraled around the pumpkin man as lightning struck down and engulfed his form. A bright beam of greenness launched into the sky, exploding as the clouds all brimmed with the green energy. All around the world, clouds formed, raining tiny specks of the green down across the land. Dillon and his friends studied their sparkling forms as the green specks touched them. Before their very eyes, Mason and Haruka transformed into a tiger and dragon, and Sheila transformed into an actual red squirrel, just like Conker. Kimaya watched as her body transformed into that of an ape’s; Dixie Kong’s, Aurora turned into a Charmander, and Lola and Terry Stork turned into Lopmon and Terriermon.



Arianna watched as she was turned into an actual flower, Makava sprouted wings as she became a real Rito, and Vweeb shrunk into his costume, becoming a simple piece of candy. As Sector W stared beautifully at the raining greenness, the effects were slowly taking on Anthony, and the Frankenstein child suddenly began moaning and walking like an actual Frankenstein. Michelle felt the effects as well, the child beginning to shrink smaller and smaller until she had the size and body of a Minish. “Eek!”



Fybi and Harvey’s bodies poofed and turned into an actual bat and polar bear, and Aranea’s angel wings flashed as they began to flap. In a few moments, Aranea was taking to the sky as an angel.



Quahog Graveyard



“Whooa!” Crystal fell out of the open portal and landed face-first into Quahog’s graveyard. “Ow…” she stood up and rubbed her face. “Well, that was a rough landing. What’s going on?” The woman took notice of the green specks raining down from the heavens. Her eyes focused on a single tiny green speck that was slowly drifting toward her. She squished her eyes together as the green light gently took land on her nose. “Ohhhh….” The witch-clothed woman felt a dizzy feeling overcome her mind, the world becoming blurry around her.



She faced in the direction of the city as the buildings oddly became like that of a drawing. The stars sparkled brightly in the sky as the theme to Bewitched started to play. Crystal watched as another version of herself flew out from the city, sitting on a broomstick as she wore a sparkling grin on her face. Crystal soared around the sky and formed the word ‘Bewitched’ in sparkling bright letters. She continued to fly as she looked toward the real Crystal, wiggling her nose with a grin. The Crystal witch’s expression turned to horror when she suddenly flew into the propeller of an airplane. The wing exploded as a result, and the plane was sent crashing to the ground.



Crystal’s eyes began to grow weary, and the woman fell into a deep sleep.



Back in the city



“Gah ha ha haaa! It worked like a CHARM!” Jack O’Lantern exclaimed.



Coldman flew back onto the rooftop, shooting an angered glare. “WHAT did you do?!”



“I just enacted my new plan! It’s completely original in every way. I transformed everyone… INTO THEIR COSTUMES! AHH HA HA HA!”



“They already did that on The Simpsons!” a random kid yelled.



“And Fairly OddParents!”



“Oh, well, uh…” Jack frowned, “whatever! Besides…” his smirk returned, “you’re going to get a real kick out of what we have planned!”



“Grrr! Change everyone back!” Yuki demanded.



“You’ll have to catch me first! Gah ha ha hah!” Jack excitedly flipped across the rooftops, followed by an angry Yuki.



As they left across the rooftops, Nolan York began to recover from his fall. The man rubbed his head as he stood and lifted his chair up, setting it up right as he was about to sit down. However, the man stopped himself when he felt something funny: his legs suddenly felt very functional. He studied his body and noticed he’s gotten a bit buffer. “Turned everyone into their costumes…” The man pieced together what was going on. He looked down into a puddle on the ground, studying the Batman mask on his reflection. Nolan stared with amazement and studied his gloved hands. “I…I’m…I’m Batman!”



Nolan looked in both directions, seeing no one was around as he spoke. “I am…” he raised his fist in victory, “Batmanta!” Trumpet victory music could be heard from nowhere. “…Man, I hope no one heard me say that.”



“I did.”



Nolan flinched, jumping around as a pair of red-green eyes stared from the blackness. “It’s been a long time…” The shadow man stepped closer, his form hidden under a pitch-black cloak, jet-black hair on his pale-skinned head.



“Umm… have we met?” Nolan asked.



“Batman… do you not recognize your fellow bat? It is I… Dracula.” The man opened his cloak, revealing his dark tux as fangs stuck out from his mouth.



“Y-You…” Nolan backed away in fear, recognizing him from a Batman comic.



“Ever since you laid me to rest a second time, I have burned in the fiery depths of Hell, lusting for revenge.” Dracula spoke in his dark tone, stepping closer.



“W-Wait! You got it wrong, I’m not Batman. I’m…” Nolan tried to remove his mask, but it was glued tight to his head. “Umm… I’m gonna need some butter or somethin’.”



“It is far too late to try and trick me… Bruce Wayne. Never have I desired anything more than blood. Years have a vaited to return, and you banish me to the depths again.”



Nolan tried to run away, but Dracula suddenly appeared in his path. “You’ve done vell in keeping my vork during my absence… but your good-natured soul tampers my legend. But that vill all change very soon…” he grew a smirk, “vonce I drink your blood.”



“Not on your afterlife.” Nolan grabbed his, er, Batman’s grappling hook and shot it upward, latching the top of the building. He hauled himself upward and attempted to run across the rooftops, but Dracula zipped in his path again.



“Becoming a vampire is to heighten the senses. How ve run so fast… it is a feeling of freedom.”



“Shyeah, except you guys don’t have it under the sun. I prefer to work nights AND days.”



“You really do not have a choice. I vill drink your blood. You vill become my slave: a Child of the Night!



“I vas vonce the most feared Nightmare around.” Dracula sang as Nolan tried to throw punches, the vampire swiftly dodging. “My fangs sucked the blood of many a neck!” Nolan kicked at his legs, but Dracula leapt right over Nolan, landing behind. “But vhen the new King took the crown… I vas kicked RIGHT out of town! And I vas sent to the depths, down into HEEECK!”



Nolan punched at Dracula’s chest, but the vampire grabbed his wrist and hurled him across several buildings. As Nolan recovered, he flinched when Dracula appeared beside him again.



“But then, out of blue, a miracle hath occurred!” Nolan ran and jumped another building, but Dracula reappeared again. “My heart filled with blood of a penguin man that’s absurd!” Nolan drew out his grappling hook and attempted to slice the vampire with it. “But THEN my plan went awry! When ANOTHER bat caused me to die! And now look here. What do I see? The bat has RETURNED to me!”



Failing to land a blow against the monster, Nolan decided to try and escape across the rooftops again, the full moon shining bright and large across the sky.



“I am the Night! I am the Darkness! People who see me never pull through! Soooon, you will kneel… To the VAMPIRE feel! I am the Night, I AM YOUR DEATH!” Nolan fell over when Dracula popped in front of him again. The Batman fell off the building, into a dumpster, jumping out as he hurried down a street.



“I originally vanted to turn everyone into Children. But NOW a new plot, I vould think better sell!” Nolan looked to the rooftops, seeing Dracula no longer there. “I vill take control of the throne. The Nightmare King will be ALL but alone! And through the eternal night, the kids’ll forever have MONSTER might!”



Dracula jumped from the shadows and tried to grab Nolan in his arms, but the man ducked and continued to run. “I am the Night! I am the Darkness! No one can run from vhat I do! Revenge vill be sweet… As you BOW to my feet! I am the Night, And YOU vill DIE!”



As Dracula gave chase, Nolan quickly turned and swung his grappling hook, which Dracula dodged, and continued to dodge as Nolan swung some more. “I am the Night. I am the doom. All my Children see nothing but gloom. NOOOW, it is TIIME… You BECOOME one of MIINE!”



Dracula grabbed Nolan’s arm and threw him against a car. Before he could recover, Dracula leapt onto Nolan, forcing him against the car. “Now you vill join me, in the ranks of the undead.” Nolan struggled to break free as Dracula opened his mouth wide, looming closer and closer to his neck as his fangs were ready to sink in.



But Drac’s plans were foiled when Dillon York, dressed up as Robin, swung over with his grappling hook and kicked the vampire into the wall. “You leave my dad alone!”



“So, you have a son now.” Dracula observed, fascinated. “Interesting. You vill make an excellent family of Children.” Dillon backed away in fear as Dracula hissed and approached him. “Eh?” he sensed another presence and looked to his left. There stood Danika Anderson, holding a cross in one hand and a pack of garlic in the other. “You are a beautiful woman.” The vampire smiled and approached the goth woman. “The night is worn magnificently upon your skin…”



Danika aimed her vampire repellents at the monster, keeping him back. “Hehrr… you vill not be taken so easily. Very well. The three of you live. For now. Enjoy your night, Batman. It vill not be long before you are mine.” The vampire wrapped his form into his cape, transforming into a bat that flapped its wings and flew into the night. It flew in the direction of the wide full moon, and vanished across the distance.



Danika and Dillon helped Nolan onto his feet, brushing the broken glass shards off his suit. “Nolan. Are you okay?” his wife asked.



“I’m fine. If it wasn’t for you or Dillon, he woulda got me.”



“Hehe.” Dillon grinned and gave a thumbs up.



“What’s happenin’?” Yuki asked, hurrying to their side. “Are you guys all right?”



“Everything’s good, did you catch Jack?” Nolan asked.



“He got away. But it looks like you found something bigger to worry about.”



“Jack’s curse and Dracula’s appearance have to be related somehow.” Nolan deduced. “Let’s find Wiccan and try to figure this out.”



“If everybody’s been turned into their costumes…” Dillon stated with a look of worry, “I’d hate to see what kind of trouble that would lead to. We better be careful.” The group of four left the battle site and walked slowly out of the city.



Viridi’s Lair



The childlike Goddess of Nature excitedly dressed like a witch, holding a pumpkin basket as she looked at her crystal ball. “Ahh, Halloween! One of my favorite holidays. Do you know why, Arlon?”



“Mmm, children dressing up as little monsters as they go from house to house, getting free candy?” Arlon replied.



“Um, no. It means that autumn’s beginning! When leaves change color, and plummet to the ground, as the winter approaches. And all the weak-willed humans SUFFER from the cold, ahh ha ha ha ha!”



“Mm, yes, yes, no one likes the cold.” Phosphora replied, smoothening her nails as usual. “But Halloween’s looking to be a little different this year. Check it out.”



Viridi raised a brow and looked at her crystal ball. She watched as the beam of greenness shot into the sky, raining down tiny lights of green as they transformed everybody into their respective costumes. “Well, THAT’S… unnatural.”



“Yes, it appears some Underworld outlaws are up to no good.” Arlon observed. “They’ve brought a nightmare of reality to Halloween. And what’s more than that, they’ve even gone as far as to tamper with the moon. I thought my Lunar Locket went missing when those brats defeated me.”



“Uugh. Can’t you get sent to prison without losing something ONCE, Arlon?”



“Mmmy apologies, Mistress Viridi.” Arlon bowed.



“You know, I think I’ve seen a curse like this before.” Phosphora said. “Transformation spells come with us a price. The people become so adapted to their new form, they lose all sense of what they were supposed to be.”



“Is that so?” Viridi asked, looking at her crystal ball with interest. “Hmmmmm…”



Nightmare Land Dungeon



The Oogie Boogie Man continued to hang from chains from the ceiling by his wrists, his head held down in boredom. “W-Whuh?” he shot his head up at the sound of the dungeon doors creaking open, seeing a rather chubby figure with wolf legs approach him. The Boogie Man’s eyes widened when the figure pulled out a metal skull on a chain. He launched the chain forward as the skull snapped its jaws, the Boogie Man closing his eyes in fright. In an instant, Oogie dropped to the ground, his shackles having been broken as the skull returned to its owner. “Well, Ah’ll be jiggered… WHO are YOU?”



The chubby being stayed in the shadows as he spoke. “Someone who’s tired of being the lower Nightmare.”



“Oh? Mmmmm…” Oogie smirked with delight.



Sweet Revenge



"Boss! Look at all the pretty lights." Dumb John Silver goofily smiled as he watched the green lights slowly drift from the sky.



"Yarr, that's strange." Stickybeard observed. "Where do these lights be comin' from, mateys?"



"Yar, methinks it be the work of an omen brewing, Boss." a pirate replied.



"Well, whatever the case may be, it won't put an anchor on our plunderin'. Let's grab our first sack o' the night, boys. I see a couple o' scallywags right now."



The Sweet Revenge came to a halt as the Candy Pirates set foot on the ground. Dumb John Silver looked ahead with fright as several green zombified children weakly limped along the streets as they moaned, drool dripping from their wide open mouths. "ZOMBIES! AAAHH!"



"QUIET down, Dumb John! They're just costumes!" Stickybeard told him. "Now let's grab one of 'em." The pirates followed their captain as he approached the nearest zombie child. "You thar! Kid! Hand over your loot."



"Braaaaiiiins."



"DEH! They want brains, Boss!" Dumb John yelled.



"'e couldn't take brains from ya if they WERE real, John! Okay, kid, cut the act." Stickybeard ordered, taking and holding the kid by the wrist. "And gimme the candy, before I cut off yer-"



Stickybeard couldn't finish before the kid split from his arm and dropped to the ground. Stickybeard studied the arm in his hand with interest. "Whoa, neat costume."



The Candy Pirates shivered with fear. "B-Boss? I don't be thinkin' those're costumes, anymore."



"D'arr, now where's yer sugarbone, mateys? These kids won't be havin' me fooled for long." Stickybeard grabbed the kid by the shirt collar and held him to his face. "Alright, kid: you've taken this far enough. So hand over yer candy, or ye'll not be havin' another gumdrop for the rest of yer-" The head of the kid fell back and rolled along the ground.



The pirates' eyes widened with surprise as a foul odor came from the headless neck. Stickybeard released the body as all of the other child zombies slowly approached and reached for them. The headless body stood to its feet and picked up its head, screwing it back on its body. "Braaaiiiins." it moaned, releasing the foul stench from its mouth.



"Th-They are real!" Stickybeard stuttered.



In a matter of seconds, the pirates were back on their ship and sailing off into the night as the brain-hungry zombies chased as fast, though slow, as they could.



Quahog Bank



“HEY, HEY, everyone!” the Sandman rogue, Holiday exclaimed as he stood before the bank, holding several pumpkin bags. “Holiday is BACK in town! And what better way to celebrate Halloween, than with my very own, though slightly predictable, PUMPKIN GRENADES!” The villain tossed his first grenade from the bags into the window, blowing up the inside. “What’s that? Robbing banks is overdone? Well, if that’s the case, allow me to BLOW your mind, as a replace all of the cash with my very own…” he reached into his pocket and held up a dollar bill that was decorated with cobweb designs and skulls, “BOO BILLS, ha ha!”



“Mmm-BOO!” the dollar sounded.



“Ha ha, they’ll love it.” Holiday was about to grab another grenade, when suddenly- “Huh?” He felt a presence and looked behind him, seeing the count himself wrapped in his cloak. “We-ell, looks like we gotta Dracula type. Aren’t you a little too old for trick-or-treating?”



Dracula made a smirk, exposing his fangs as he loomed closer to the holiday villain.



“H-Hey. What’s the big idea? What’re you doing—Don’t—D’AAHHH!”



Dracula sunk his fangs into Holiday’s neck, and the villain was transformed into a vampire in seconds as Jack O’Lantern stepped out of the shadows. “My first Child of the Night.”



“Lucky for me I have no blood flow!” Jack joked.



“Some people vere not wearing costumes, and therefore vere not affected by the curse. They will be mine before long.” Dracula explained.



“Hey, we got plenty of time! It’s a forever night, Dracy!” Jack smiled excitedly.



Dracula reached into his tux and held the Lunar Locket up towards the moon. “With the Lunar Locket, the moon vill always remain in place if I tell it. With your spell, Earth is at a standstill in time. It vill always be Halloween night, even if months have passed.”



“But now there’s still a problem regarding the Nightmare King.” Jack reminded. “He’ll catch on eventually. He won’t stand for any tampering with the balance. If you’re gonna seize the throne, we gotta do something about him.”



“I already have somebody vorking on the other side. He vill help bring the city down from the inside, if things go accordingly.”



“The King, too?”



“I have plans to turn the Nightmares against their king. Jack…” he turned to face the pumpkin head, “you said the Nightmare King has human descendants… did you not?”



“Oh, yes! Virginia Sims and her children! Buuut… what does that have to do?”



“Did you know, whenever I bite some vone,” Dracula smirked, “and I absorb their blood, not only do they become Children of the Night, but I also gain vhatever possessions belong to them.” As he said this, the Vampire Holiday kneeled down as he presented his supply of pumpkin bombs, which Dracula took. “The King’s descendants have his blood. If I bite them, and take their blood… I vill have absorbed the King’s blood. And his possessions, the Nightmares, vill be mine.”



“But… couldn’t you just suck the blood of any Nightmare?”



“Nay… most of the Nightmares do not have blood of their own. But Virginia and her children are Nightmare-born. They have blood, vhich I can drink. The whole of Nightmare Land will be under my control.”



“It’s… still a little confusing… but I think I get it.”



“I vill first find her children. They have likely been transformed, too.” The count walked past Jack, leaving the pumpkin to himself as Holiday followed him. “Oh, yes.” Drac stopped and smirked. “Did you not notice the behavior of those zombie children?”



“Oh, yeah! Boy, they sure were getting into the act.”



“It is an effect of the curse. If the spell is not reversed, the humans will lose their sense of humanity… and become vhatever it is they have become.”



“Ooooh! And once you’ve turned everyone else into vampires, you really will be the Nightmare King.”



“And as long as the sun remains hidden behind the moon, I vill never have to sleep again.” With that, the dark count disappeared into the darkness.



York Household



The Yorks, Grayson kids, Dimalanta kids, and Yuki finally made it back to the York house, where they all sat down to have a rest after their already rough night. “Boy, that was a close call.” Nolan sighed.



“So lemme get this straight, that Jack-O-Lantern dude transformed everyone in the world into their costumes?” Dillon asked.



“Would explain why Mason and Haruka are a tiger and dragon, and I strangely feel more like Raven.” Leanne said. “And yet, I’m still voiced by Kerry Williams.”



“And I feel more like Beast Boy.” Lee smiled coolly, transforming into a rat and deer, then back to human. “That curse really did its tricks.”



“But how do we stop it?” Mason asked, in the form of a tiger. “How’re Mom and Dad gonna react when they see us like this?”



“Yeah, and Sheila totally bailed on us, too, the drunk!” the Haruka dragon complained.



“And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Count Dracula’s back from the dead.” Danika said.



“But the good news is, Nolan’s his favorite superhero.” Yuki smirked.



“And I’m Robin!” Dillon cheered, standing on the table and making a victory pose. “Isn’t this great, Dad? Now we can REALLY kick butt, together!”



“Hehehe. I don’t think so, Dillon.” Hearing this made Dillon frown. “Against someone like Dracula, I don’t think you should get involved. You got lucky back there, but I can’t risk getting you turned into a vampire.”



“Awww…”



“Nolan…” Danika looked with disappointment.



“Hey, this isn’t like your usual Kids Next Door villain. This is more DC Comics, if anything.”



“Well, we have to fight some pumpkin-headed guy, too.” Dillon reminded.



“Even so, I’m not gonna risk your life. Anyway, I’m going down to The Q to see if Mario has any tips that could help, and I need to make sure he’s all right, anyway. Yuki, you go out and look for Crystal. I’m hoping she couldn’t’ve ended up too far.” Nolan instructed as he and Yuki were about to head out the door. “I just hope this curse hasn’t already gotten too far…”



Los Angeles News Station



"This just in, terror on the streets of EVERY where as trick-or-treaters everywhere are magically transformed into real monsters." Eva Roberts announced. "Reports from Quahog, Rhode Island talk of a mysterious pumpkin-headed being, wielding a scythe, unleash some mysterious beam into the sky and send these tiny droplets of green raining everywhere, turning each person into whatever costume they were wearing." The screen showed these events happening as Eva spoke.



"Children everywhere have taken into the curse," Kade continued, "and while some are enjoying, others are not. Here is some footage of some of these transformations, taken by invisible people who so happen to be there at that exact place and time."



L.A. Beach



“WOOHOOO!” Melody Jackson cheered, surfing in and out of the water in her brand new Zora form. The Ocean Princess dove beneath the surface and came back up, shooting water from her mouth. “THIS IS SO AMAZING!!!” Melody continued to swim around some more. “Come on, Danny, get in with me!”



“Nah, I’m good right here, Mel.” Danny Jackson replied, sitting on the beach as he was in the form of the fat King Zora.



“Hey, Melody, look! I’m a Cylon!” Eric Horvitz replied, indeed in the form of a Cylon. “WHOA!” The nerdy boy jumped when a gunshot fired and hit the sand beside him, looking over to see the creator of Battlestar Galactica wielding a gun.



“Rousy, lousy, son of a bitch, you DIE, you Cylon!!”



“WAAAH!” Eric began running around the beach as the crazy man chased and fired his gun. “MELODY, HEEELP!”



“Eric!” Melody was about to swim to Eric’s aid, but remembered that they were on land. “H-Hey! Y-You better quit that! Or else!”



“For Kyogre’s sake, Melody, heeelp!”



Melody reached below the sea and grabbed a starfish, throwing it to the beach, and missing the man by several feet. “Ahhh! If you hate starfish, you will NOT like what I just did!”



“MELODYYY!”



Quahog, Rhode Island



Sheila Frantic limped her way all the way to the Drunken Clam, in the form of Conker the Squirrel as she was drunk out of her mind. She entered the bar and sat down at the booth beside Peter Griffin as the bartender, Horace brought them both beers. “We now return to Twilight.” the T.V. said.



“Bella. I’m a vampire, and I love you.”



Bella stared blankly at Edward’s statement.



“Bella. I’m a werewolf, and I love you.”



Bella stared blankly at Jacob’s statement. She continued to stare as Jacob randomly took off his shirt. Afterwards, Edward went over to stand in the sunlight, brimming with diamond skin.



“AHH, what the hell is with these chick-flicks lately?” Peter Griffin asked drunkily.



“These blokes have NO sense of story arc whatsoevuh.” Sheila, in a mix of Conker’s and her own voice, stated, having another drink. “Why, I oughta go up to the makers of that movie and…mmm-BLEHHH!” Sheila threw up on the floor in front of Peter. “Whoops… Sorry, old chap.”



“Ahh, that’s okay, I gotta—BLEEEHHH!” Peter threw up in front of Sheila and fainted.



After having one more drink, the red squirrel-raccoon fainted as well.



Frantic Household



Marine Frantic had fallen asleep, but awakened at the sound of her alarm clock. She tiredly pressed the ‘Off’ button on her alarm clock and got out of bed, limping toward the bathroom, unaware that she wore cartoon gloves and shoes. As she made it to the bathroom, looking into the mirror, her eyes widened as she had been transformed into Rayman, the limbless, hand-drawn cartoon hero without arms, legs, or a neck. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Her eyes and tongue shot out as she screamed very loudly in a cartoon style.



Her husband, Elijah walked in then, and- “AAAAAAAHHHHHH!” His eyes and tongue shot out in an equal cartoon style.



“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” a bunch of cartoon monsters broke in through the window, door, toilet, and other entryways, screaming like crazy. Marine, as Rayman, leapt forward with a battle-ready expression. The area blacked out as many stars and other shapes flashed as cartoon beating sounds were heard. The beatings went on for about 10 seconds, until…



“There, that’s much better.” Elijah said, switching the lights back on. “…Whoa…” He looked at the ground and found his cartoon “wife” terribly beat up. “Uhhh… I’ll just go.” He left the limbless creature to his/herself.



Heartly Household



Jeremiah sat at the table, reading a newspaper, while Kami was still doing dishes as something climbed onto her kitchen window. “Hey, Mom.”



Kami looked up and- “AAHHH!” she screamed at the sight of her daughter, having grown lots of fur on her arms and legs as she was transformed into an ape.



“Yeah, I mighta ran intooo, a problem.” Kimaya said, in Dixie Kong’s form.



That’s when Beat jumped in through the window, in the form of Chunky Kong. “Kimaya, man, Ah TOLD you we shouldn’ta gone as the Kong Family, yo!”



Rhyme then climbed in, in the form of Tiny Kong. “Still, I feel a lot more agile this way.”



Kaleo Anderson climbed in as well, in Diddy Kong’s form. “You think we’d be able to eat head lice off of people without being judged?”



“I know I sure am.” Kimaya said, standing on her father’s head as she dug around and ate head lice.



“Well, guess I won’t be washing my hair tonight.” Jeremiah figured.



The Chunky Kong Beat searched around the fridge and asked, “Yo, Kimaya’s Mom, you got any ‘nanas or somethin’?”



“NO!” Kami whacked the gorilla with a broom, then whacked Kimaya off of Jeremiah. “And NO eating off your father’s head, young lady!”



This angered Kimaya, and the female ape began screeching frantically like one. The rest of the Gang members began screeching crazily as well, creating a ball of smoke as they rapidly began tearing apart the kitchen. Once they finished, they made a gaping hole in the wall which they escaped through, leaving Kami and Jeremiah ripped and torn. “Your daughter takes after you.” Jeremiah said.



“Maybe I need to lay her off the sugar…” Kami figured.



Chariton Household



A pair of big, blue eyes peeked at the front door of the Chariton home from a bush in the front yard. The white, catlike spirit, Mew came out from the bush, flying around as it yelled, “MEW! Mew Mew Mew! Mew Mew Mew! Mm-MEW!”



“Darcy, quit playing!” Sunni Chariton yelled, in the form of Lucario. “Uugh. I KNEW we shouldn’t’ve gone trick-or-treating. Such a waste of time…”



“Aww, you’re already sounding like him!” Darcy joked.



“Whatever. Let’s just see if our mom and dad can help…” Sunni approached the door and knocked with her fox paw. Coincidentally, Lucario answered the door, and was surprised at the sight of his second… self.



Both Sunni and Lucario stared at each other with interest and curiosity. They began to mirror the other’s actions, first turning both cheeks and exposing their teeth, checking for any food in between. After doing so, the two turned around, then jumped around to face each other again as both stuck out their tongues and made goofy faces. After a second of this, the two jumped behind both sides of the house’s wall, slowly peeking behind to face the other again. They tiptoed in front of each other, making slow movements that mimicked the other. Both Lucarios stared closer at each other as they carefully walked around the other in circles. They stopped, and the two immediately cupped their hands over their eyes and faced away. The two jumped around and started dancing goofily and making goofy faces at the other, and then both faced each other with fierce expressions, gritting their teeth as their fists trembled. The real Lucario was unprepared when Sunni punched him across the face and knocked him down.



“Ha! Got ya!”



“Grrr! YOU!” Angered, Lucario tackled Sunni to the ground, and the two began wrestling.



Rainier peeked his head out the door and watched this with confusion. “RAINIEERRR!” He winced at the sound of his wife’s screaming, hurrying into the bedroom.



“Mika, what’s wr—Oh…” Mika was in the form of a Barbie girl.



“WHAT did you DO?”



“…Um… I thought you would look cute if I dressed you up as Barbie…”



“CUTE?! LOOK AT ME! I’m…I’M…” Some music started to play, and Mika began dancing. “I’m a Barbie girl! In the Barbie worrrld, annoying toy, now. It’s a joy, now, come on, Rainy, let’s go party, oh-oh, oh, yeah!”



Murphy Household



Doug and Gwen Murphy were currently outside in the front yard, watching with terror as many monsters roamed the street. “Heh. And Zach thought Coraline was scary.” Doug commented.



“Mom! Dad!” The Murphy parents looked over and noticed a dragon and a tiger dashing toward them.



“AHHH!” Gwen immediately grabbed her rake off the ground and began to swing it against the dragon. “Get away! Stay back!”



“Gah, Mom, it’s me!” Maddy yelled, shielding herself with her dragon wings.



That’s when their dog stuck its head out the doorway, snarling at the sight of the tiger. The dog barked rapidly as it ran out the door, trying to bite the tiger in the leg. “GYAAH, NO, SPARKY, IT’S ME! D’oh, I told Maddy we shouldn’ta got you—GET OFF!”



“Let’s get out of here, Zach!” Maddy yelled as she and her brother scampered as fast as they could away down the road.



Ashland Junkyard



A tiny, orange, helpless kitty-cat ran for dear life as it hid and quivered behind a cardboard box. The kitty, Rupert Dickson, peeked out as the two vicious, snarling dogs searched around for him. Rupert backed away and accidentally tipped over a can. The two dogs, Lilac Farley and Berry Bean, heard this, and immediately began chasing after the screaming kitty-cat.



Uno Household



Avatar Nigel Uno stood high atop the tip of Sector V’s treehouse, stationed above their own house. Nigel’s eyes and arrow glowed with powerful energy. He bended some water from down below, made shards of earth reach up, released some fire, and blew some air straight into the heavens. He brimmed with the almighty energy of the Avatar, master of all four Elements of Light.



“Nigeeel! Time to take out the trash!” his wife, Rachel called from below.



The Avatar dress-up jumped his way down the treehouse to do his duty.



Downtown Cleveland



The sounds of trumpets and drums played as Commodore Francis Drilovsky, along with his squad of navy troops which appeared out of nowhere, marched down the street, holding their weapons upward. The commodore was marching toward a man in a white wig and fancy English getup, who bowed as he presented a black box to the commodore. Once Francis arrived, he proceeded to open the black box. Commodore Francis removed the 3DS from the inside and studied it intently. Opening it, the commodore peacefully continued his game of Pokémon Black/White.



“Was there really any point to all that?” Aurora the Charmander asked.



“Mind your own concern, Miss Uno.” Francis spoke in a high British accent. “Now be a good little Charmander and warm my legs.”



Aurora rolled her eyes and went over to put her flaming tail near his legs.



Drilovsky Household



Patton Drilovsky had also fallen asleep. The man awoke to the scent of burning eggs in his nose, smiling peacefully as he got out of bed and went downstairs. “Faannyyy. Are you making my favorite, boiled eggs and-” However, his face turned to horror when he walked downstairs, seeing a huge, black bear, which had torn up Fanny’s clothes, growling ferociously at him. “AAAAAHHHHHH!”



Patton also watched as two smaller bears came in from the living room. “Hey, Patton. Thought we’d come over to visit.” The second shortest bear said in Paddy’s voice.



“Did somebody tear up a quilt?” the smaller bear asked in Shaunie’s voice.



Patton only sighed and fell unconscious.



Ashland Park



The Sector W team was gathered in the park, watching as children in the forms of their costumes roamed the area. “Boy, this Halloween got a lot scarier…” Sally shivered, now transformed into an old ragdoll.



“This is actually kind of sweet.” Harvey said, sitting on the ground in the form of a polar bear with sunglasses.



“What about me?” Michelle’s tiny voice squeaked, the children looking down at her tiny Minish form. “I’m teenier than Vweeb! How am I supposed to bug Anthony when I’m like this?”



“Nnnnnn…” Anthony mumbled, still walking around like a Frankenstein.



“And speak of the Frankenweirdo.” Sally remarked.



“Nnnn, you’re beautiful…” Anthony said to her. “I would go out with you if I wasn’t already in a committed relationship.”



“And, if you weren’t, I wouldn’t go out with you.” Sally told him.



“Ay, ‘tis truly a frightful adventure.” Fybi said, flying around them as a little black bat. “But pray, at least I still hath the wings to fly.”



“WOOHOOOO!” Aranea Fulbright soared around in the heavens, having the time of her life as an angel. “FYBI! I KNOW WHY YOU LOVE TO FLY SO MUCH NOW! THIS! IS! SO! AWESOME! WOOHOOOO!”



Fybi rolled her eyes in disbelief at Aranea stealing her act. Aranea flew as high as the clouds as she stretched her arms and legs, keeping her eyes shut as the wind blew through her hair. When she opened her eyes, she screamed and was too late to slow down as she came in contact with a bird person. The two of them fell and crashed onto the land below. The rest of the Sector W gang hurried to see who Aranea crashed into, noticing the bird person dressed very familiar. “…Makava?” Sally questioned.



Makava recovered and frantically searched around the grass, picking up a dropped orange piece of candy. “Phew.”



The kids looked as Tronta Dunfree, Arianna’s brother, hurried over from behind, carrying a pot with a purple flower that was green around the edges. Tronta was dressed as Tron, and therefore was in the form of a younger Tron. “Makava, you all right?”



“Tronta?” Sally questioned.



“Yep, I’m Tron.” The alien said, setting the flower down as he pulled out his disk. “Back in the game. Running executable!” At this, he made several stylish flips with his virtual body, swinging his disk around.



“Uh, where’s Arianna and Vweeb?” Harvey asked.



“We’re right here!” The kids gasped at Arianna’s voice coming from the flower.



“And while I may look it, I’m not in a sweet mood right now.” Vweeb’s voice said, coming from the candy.



“They were turned into a flower and a piece of candy.” Makava said. “And me and Tronta got turned into… these.” Makava studied the bird wings on her arm.



“Oh, you’re a Rito! Cool!” Harvey recognized.



“Nnnnn…” Anthony smiled at the little piece of candy, picking it up as he was about to have a bite.



“Hey!” Makava smacked it away from him.



“I’m guessing Anthony just got a lot dimmer.” Vweeb remarked.



“And this Halloween got a lot scarier.” Sally said with fright.



“You think YOU’RE scared? What about me?!” Vweeb exclaimed. “I’m candy! Now people really DO have an excuse to eat me.”



“I know I almost did…” Tronta said.



“Don’t worry, Vweeb, no one’s eating you on my watch.” Makava assured.



“I expect the winters to be very cold.” Arianna said worriedly.



“Eh, we’ll plant you on Flora or something.” Tronta shrugged.



“I hope everyone else is coping well with their transformations.” Sally said.



Cleveland Park



Cheren Uno wore a determined expression, drawing his sword and raising it high in the air. Cheren dressed in Link’s clothing, the Hero of Time making several stylish swings with his sword before sheathing. He then stared at the back of his left hand as the mark of the Triforce of Courage revealed itself. The Supreme Leader smiled as he said, “Man, do I feel so epic.”



“Hey!” Cheren looked as a glowing, white, tiny fairy flew out of thin air. “Hello, Cheren. My name’s Navi. I’m going to be your partner from now on. My job is to follow you around and constantly yell ‘Hey,’ so I can tell you useless information.”



“Ummm…” Cheren wasn’t sure about this.



That’s when another fairy flew out, making a ringing sound. “My name’s Tatl. I’m a fairy like Navi, but I don’t constantly call you, and instead of yelling ‘Hey,’ I make this ringing sound, so it’s not as annoying.”



“Well-” Cheren was considering this. “WAH!” He jumped at the feel of a rumble in his pocket. He reached in and pulled out a glowing, light blue stone.



“Cheren. It is I, the King of Red Lions. You can’t see me, but I’m a creepy, talking boat that guides you across the Great Sea. I can only move with a sail, in the direction the wind blows. But you have to constantly play a song whenever you want me to change direction.”



“Hmm.” Cheren looked down at his shadow as Midna came up.



“Hey, Cheren, it’s me, Midna. You remember, the Firstborn of Shadow, the Twilight Princess? I can turn you into a wolf and ride you like a pony. I make witty remarks on our travels, but I actually have more character development than these other guys.”



“Okay-”



That’s when a pointy green hat with a beak jumped in front of him. “Hello, old chap. My name’s Ezlo. I’m a weird talking hat that can shrink you down to Minish size. You’ll be able to go into small places and whatnot.”



“Umm-”



That’s when Fi jumped out of the Master Sword. “Master Cheren, I am Fi. I was created by the gods to serve the Hero of Time in his journey. I am gifted with incredible knowledge about the land, and I can help you dowse for certain objects. I can also record how many of a certain enemy type you have defeated, should you be interested.”



“Eh hehe. Sorry, guys, but in all fairness, Fi was here first.” Cheren said. Fi jumped back into the sword while all of the other partners begrudgingly left the area. “WHOA!” Cheren was then tackled by a rolling rock, which stood up to reveal itself as Lin Beifong, in the form of a Goron.



“Oor? WAWR, RAWR.” Lin sounded as she stood up to reveal her rocky form. “I dunno about YOU, Cheren, but this Halloween is rockin’ for me!”



“Ack… will you please get off of me, Lin…” Cheren croaked, barely able to breathe under Lin’s heavy rock form.



Lin stepped off and allowed Cheren to stand. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a female Goron before.” he said, studying her form.



“Really? Well, lucky I picked this one, huh?”



“Ahem.” The two turned their attention as a certain pink bunny-rabbit hopped its way over. “Hellooo, Chereeen-“



“I’m NOT your BOYFRIEND!” Cheren yelled randomly.



“Say whuh?” Lin asked.



Panini giggled. “It’s from this show we watch.”



“O-kay…” Lin still looked confused. “Anyhoo, Cheren, any idea what’s going on here?”



“Well, obviously, everyone’s been turned into their costumes.” Cheren pointed out. “How, I don’t know, but I can tell it could lead to some VERY disastrous results. However, if anyone would know how to fix something like this, it’d be the Gilligans’ uncle, Facilier, so let’s find him before anything-“ Cheren jumped away before a ball of lightning could hit him.



The three of them turned around as a hooded figure in a black cloak held its open, pale hand out. The figure looked up, revealing itself to be a kid-sized version of Emperor Palpatine. “…Nebula?” Cheren asked.



“You will face the powers of the DARK Side…”



“Not anymore. Run!” Panini yelled, the three dodging in separate directions as “Palpatine” released another lightning sphere.



EiznekCm Household



A simple little beetle was flying its way toward the home of Lehcar EiznekCm and her family. The beetle landed on the kitchen window, looking inside as Lehcar used her purple flames to roast a turkey. Arorua and Sirhc were sitting down at the table, Arorua reading a magazine, while Sirhc was quivering from the idea of monsters outside. The beetle flew toward the front door and landed on the ground, struggling to squeeze himself through the underside of the door. When he finally made it, the beetle—Nerehc EiznekCm—took time to catch his breath. The little beetle child flapped his wings some more and flew for the kitchen. Seeing his mother still roasting dinner, Nerehc quickly flew and landed on her back, walking up onto her shoulder. “Mooom!”



Lehcar heard a tiny squeak by her ear, glancing to her shoulder, taken by surprise of the beetle. “UGH!” Lehcar immediately smacked the beetle away, Nerehc crashing full-force against the wall before dropping to the floor. Nerehc’s head spun with dizziness. He felt a shadow loom over him, looking up in total horror as Lehcar towered over him with her sword aimed directly down.



“MOOOOM!” Nerehc flew out of the way just before the sword could penetrate him. Nerehc hurried began flying all around the kitchen, and through the living room as Lehcar chased him, desperate to kill the puny bug.



“Come here, you little piece of squash!” Lehcar demanded, missing Nerehc as she sliced part of the couch.



“MOM, IT’S ME! AAAAHHHHH!”



Somewhere else in Cleveland



The Gilligan Triplets, as the Three Stooges, ran crazily down the streets of Cleveland, with Harry in the front, until he skidded to a stop and caused the other two to knock him over. “Hey, watch where you’re goin’!” Harry yelled, about to punch Artie, but the boy ducked and caused him to punch Haylee.



“You can’t hit a girl!” Haylee yelled, swinging her arm to smack Harry, but Harry ducked, too, and Haylee fell over on top of Artie. Artie stood and hauled Haylee off, landing her on Harry and pushing him down.



“Why I oughta!” Harry yelled, poking Artie in both his eyes. Pretty soon, all three Triplets were in a battle of poking eyes.



“Wait a minute, wait a minute, this is ridiculous!” Harry yelled, stopping the fighting. “We gotta quick actin’ like clowns and fix this fast.”



“Rrright! We gotta find Uncle Facilier’s workshop!” Artie decided. “And I believe it was…” They all turned to point in separate directions. They then turned to point at each other and-



“THAT WAY—D’OH!” They poked each others’ eyes upon turning.



“You flabby-“ Harry whined, kicking Haylee off her feet. The female triplet proceeded to bite his toe, and Harry began leaping and crying around in pain. Artie pointed and laughed, but Harry hopped over and stubbed his toe, so both began doing it as Haylee stood up and laughed. The two stopped as Artie smacked Haylee backside the head, and she tried to smack back, but Artie ducked, and Harry smacked her backside as well. Haylee turned to growl at him, but that’s when Artie tickled her hips and made her laugh. Soon, all three were in a slapping fight.



At the same time, Kirie Beatles was happily flying around them, flapping her wings as a tiny, pink butterfly. Her time of flight was short as some big-nosed guy with a big grin snapped her inside a jar. “I shall put you in a glass case and present you on St. Trimming’s Day!” he declared in a high British accent.



“Heey, that’s no fair, give her back!” Artie complained.



“And to add insult to injury, I present to you my fanny.” At this, he pulled down his butt flap and shook his rear end at them. “Hahahahaha! Nnnn-NYAH!” The British man then scampered off in a frantic fashion.



“Quick, we gotta go af-” Harry was about to point in the man’s direction, but accidentally poked Artie’s backside. Artie twirled his fist and tried to punch him, but swerved too far to the right and punched Haylee. Pretty soon, all triplets were in another Stooges fight.



While they were fighting, they didn't notice a couple of frogs hopping their way down the street and into an alleyway.



Meanwhile, Dr. Facilier kicked back in his Voodoo Emporium, resting his feet on the table as he fiddled with his cards. "Man, business is oddly slow today." He then shot his attention to the door at the sound of some small knocking.



"Uncle Facilier, it's Abby. We need yo' help."



"OOH, time for business." The voodoo man perked up, hurrying over to answer his door. "And HOW may I-" He stopped midsentence, gasping loudly as he looked down at two familiar frogs, which he recognized as Prince Naveen and Tiana. "WAAAAIIII!" The frantic shadow man zipped into his shop. "No, no, NOT AGAIN! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He opened the green portal in the Gateway Guardian's mouth, jumping inside as the guardian's mouth snapped shut.



"Uncle Facilier, wait!" Abby yelled as the two tried to hop after him.



"Well, on the bright side, we have a candlelit table all to ourselves. And look what I found!" Hoagie pulled out a banjo made of small twigs and web strings. He began to play and dance to a catchy jazz tune while Abby shook her head in disbelief.



Quahog Graveyard



Crystal Wickens began to recover from her unconsciousness, the woman awakening to fog in her eyes. Crystal stood and rubbed her head, looking around as fog covered the grounds of the graveyard. "What just happened..." The woman reached down to pick up her staff. As she grabbed her staff, however, she began to study it as it no longer felt like the high-tech staff she wielded, and instead felt like a plain, old wooden staff. She also looked at her hands, which her skin was painted green. She picked at it a little, and oddly enough, it didn't feel like paint, but her actual skin. The woman carried her staff as she approached a small, nearby river to study her reflection. She noticed that her hair was now dyed black as well.



"That is strange... what if-" Deciding to test this, she held her staff out and called, "Lumos." The tip of her staff alit with a light. She decided to test it again, and called, "Incendio." A fire jumped out of her staff and lit the ground. The woman studied her staff and her hands again, then looked down at her reflection. "I must be crazy..." Crystal bent down and was about to splash some water to her face, but- "AHHH!" Upon touching the water, her hand began to sizzle and burn, melting a little as Crystal backed away. She then began to understand what was happening. "I...I'm a real witch... Wicked!" she smiled in excitement. "Boy, wait until Nolan gets a taste of..." She stopped herself midsentence as she heard a grunting sound.



Crystal looked across the river towards the pumpkin patch. In the darkness, she could make out a very thin woman in a hat struggling to pull up a pumpkin. She carefully hopped across the river and stepped a little closer, seeing it was another woman dressed as a witch, with bat wings, trying to pick up a really large pumpkin. She appeared to be using those tiny bat wings to levitate above the ground. After a few seconds of struggling, the woman stopped to catch her breath. "Great. The one pumpkin that's big enough, and it's stuck like ooze. I knew I should've brought Harry along to help me pluck it; the one time I give him a break. Oh, what to do... Oh! Magic, duh!" Crystal watched as the lady shot some energy hands from her own hands and made the pumpkin levitate off its spot. With a snap of the fingers, the pumpkin vanished into thin air, and Crystal's eyes widened. "There! I'll leave the carving part to Harry." she smiled proudly.



Crystal then approached the woman with curiosity. "Um, excuse me. Miss?"



The witch turned and took notice of the other witch. "Ohh! I didn't think I'd find another witch out here! Are you a newer model?"



"Newer model? M-My name's Crystal, C-Crystal Wickens."



"Well, nice to meet you, Ms. Wickens!" the witch smiled happily, proceeding to shake Crystal's hand. "I'm Scary Godmother, and I'm one of Darkrai's... Oooh..." She took notice of Crystal's partially melted hand.



"Yes, I touched some water earlier."



"Ahh. Careful around those liquids. I'm guessing you were only created recently. Darkrai likes to make us using a special substance that's very dissolvable in water. It helps us work our magic."



Crystal was confused. "W-What are you talking about?"



"You know, Darkrai. Our creator?"



"Creator?" Crystal shook her head, "N-No, no, you don't understand. I'm not a real witch. I'm a human that was... somehow turned into a witch."



"Turned into a witch?" Godmother folded her arms in a confused fashion. "That's a different story. And come to think of it, what are all these green things that just dropped from the sky?"



"That's what I'd like to know. One of those touched me, I think, and then I fell into sleep."



"Sounds like some Halloween pranksters are up to mischief. And not the good kind. Ah well, we’ll figure this out together! Come on, Wiccan!” Godmother cheered as she got onto her broomstick. “We’re going to the Fright Side!”



“The Fright Side? What’s that?”



“The Fright Side is where me and my broommates live. It’s in the farthest side of Halloween Town, in the Realm of Seven Holidays.”



“Broommates? Seven Holidays?” Crystal shook her head and laughed a little. “This Halloween’s getting more… unnatural by the second.”



Crystal was about to have a seat on Godmother’s broomstick with her, but- “Uh-uh-uh.” The witch stopped her. “If you were a little girl, I MIGHT be able to fit you on this. Can’t that staff of yours fly?”



“Well, yes, but…”



“Well, then, come on! I’ll race you there.” With that, the winged witch shot off into the heavens, cackling in the distance.



Crystal held her staff so it would levitate above the ground, then proceeded to sit on it. “O-kay… go.” In a second, Crystal was hanging on for dear life as the staff shot like a bolt into the heavens.



The wind rushed through Scary Godmother’s hair as she flew fast above the clouds, looking to her right as Crystal caught up, clutching her staff tight. “What’s wrong, Wiccan? Don’t you know how a witch staff works?”



“It’s acting differently! I’ve never rode it like this before!”



“Aw, it’s easy. Come on, I’ll show you the basics.” With that, the Scary Godmother shot below the clouds, and Crystal carefully flew after her. “WHEE HEEEEEE!” the excited witch shot up and down and above and below the clouds at high speeds.



“WHOOOAAAA!” Crystal did her best to keep up with her, already becoming dizzy at this pace. She watched as Godmother spiraled around some clouds, creating a swirly ice cream sundae. Wiccan tried to mimic her, spiraling around some clouds. However, rather than a sundae, she created some DNA.



“Time for some skywritin’!” the witch announced. Crystal watched as smoke emerged from the godmother’s broom, and the witch began flying all around in circles as she wrote something out. “EEHHH heeheeheehee!”



From the ground below, people could read ‘Witches of the Night’ as it was written in the sky.



Crystal tried to mimic her movements, smacking her staff so that it would also erupt smoke. “Waaaahhhh!” She began to fly around and zoom uncontrollably as she left a trail. From the ground, someone could read ‘Warning: Student Driver. May crash into you’.



“Alright, Wiccan, that’s enough playing around. Let’s go to the Fright Side.”



“O-Okay.” Wiccan still held tight to her staff as she followed the Scary Godmother. They continued to fly above the clouds, and Wiccan wondered where they were headed.



“There it iiis! Ah ha ha ha ha!”



Crystal eyes widened. “AAAHHH!” Before her eyes, a puff of clouds rose from below and formed a giant jack-o-lantern, brimming with green eyes and a mouth as Godmother flew straight into the mouth. Crystal shut her eyes and followed after the witch. They began flying through a swirling vortex of nightmarish greenness. Crystal weakly opened her eyes, seeing they were now flying out of the clouds, over a vast field of pumpkins as they were closing in on a very tall, 5-story house. Crystal followed as Godmother slowed down and came in for a soft landing in front of the house. They stepped off their brooms and were about to step inside.



Dracula’s Dungeon



The vampire lord stood in his quiet, pitch-black dungeon, looking down into his cauldron as visions played of the battle he just endured. It then showed the image of Danika, the goth woman looking fierce as she repelled him with the garlic and cross before. He heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, sensing that Jack was behind him. “Well, Dracy, I found out who the kids were. They turned into little Digimon creatures, whatever those are. When do we…”



Jack noticed that Drac was staring at the image of Batman in his cauldron. He turned and faced the pumpkin man. “I specifically asked for no bats… and here is, Batman alive and well, as if he has not aged a day…”



“Hold on, Dracy. Chances are, that’s just another victim of the curse. Before I unleashed it, I was fighting some guy in a wheelchair, dressed as Batman. I think you may have gotten the wrong guy.”



“As I suspected… he is not the Batman I remember. He cowers before me… his blood does not smell as fresh.”



“Actually, I may have a feeling on who he REALLY is. Guy in a wheelchair, he must be the one and only Sandman. He’s not much of a hero. You’ll have him dealt in no time.”



“Indeed… and vhat of this… nighttime angel which repels me?” he asked, showing the image of Danika.



“Oh, that’s Danika Anderson. She’s a shadowbender that used to work for the Brotherhood of Evil, before she and her friends betrayed them. She’s currently married to Nolan York.”



“Ahhh… how fate divides us all.” Dracula sighed, calmly pacing around his cauldron. “And yet… a name could not sound so pure. Her dark radiance… looms brightly in my undead heart.” The vampire angrily looked down in his cauldron as the image of Danika and Nolan showed. “Vhy must you be vith someone… who could never match the darkness upon your form?



“So many years have I vished to return. No other feeling in my heart had aches and burns. But now, as I make a comeback here… MISERY overtakes me, quite drear.”



Dracula looked down at the vision of Danika with a depressed expression. “Sweet Danika, vhy von’t you be my DEEAR?”



A swarm of bats emerged from the darkness, beginning to fly around and sing with Dracula. “I am the Night! I am the Darkness! People who see me never make it through!”



“SWEEET DANIII! My heart YEARRNS for YEEE!”



“I am the Night-”



“SHE IS MY WIFE! Sweet Danika, how you repel me so.” The image played of Danika repelling Dracula. “I come begging for ye, and you tell me to go. Had that man not married you first!” The image of Nolan showed. “Your blood, I vould have thirst! Nolan York, I come to kill you. Your family, TOOO!”



In the middle of a vast graveyard, a column of green smoke arose as Jack and Dracula emerged from the earth, along with Holiday and the army of bats. “I am the Night. I am the Darkness.”



“And I’ll soon have a QUEEN for that spot, too!” Dracula announced.



“People who catch my scents never pull through.”



“SHEEE vill be MIINE! Vhen the EEEND is TIIME!”



“I am the Night-”



“I vill DRINK her blood!! Sweet Danika, how I desire you! Your eerie blackness haunts me so! You vill have eternal life, As you BECOOOME my WIIIFE!”



“I am the Night—Prince of the Darkness!”



Dracula faced the Vampire Holiday and ordered, “GO, my minion, destroy ALL who oppose me! Bring me Batman’s bloood!” Holiday nodded and scampered off into the night. “SUCK his BLOOD, yes, All the vay from head to knee. And all vill see… The fair Daniii… VILL BE MIIINE!”



The bats cheered for their master and flew off, disappearing into the full moon.