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Username: ~Prophecy~
Name: October
Gender: Male
Story: October came home from work and found his home empty. His roomate had left a note on the table for him. It said that he would be out late, and wouldn't be home for a while. October was sad that he would be alone to hand out the candy & toys to the trick-or-treaters. October went and locked all the doors, just in case. He then took his gloves off and went to his bedroom to put on his costume for the kids. Another note lay on his bed. “You are not alone.” October started to shake and went stiff. "You... You know what... This is stupid. He's probably playing a trick on me..." October squished the note into a ball. “Very funny” He shouted “Come out now- trick-or-treating starts in less than an hour and you know how much I like seeing the kids.”

Silence.

“Come on,” he yelled. “It'll take a while to put on your costume and get ready. Stop messing around. Well, anyway, I am going to get a snack. Want anything”
There was still only silence as October went to the fridge. There was another note there.
“Don't be afraid, you are not alone, there’s nobody here except for us two.”
October dropped the note and froze up again, “Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. I know this is just a joke. It has to be.” There was nothing but silence yet again.

October went to the door but it was jammed. He looked over to table and saw that his phone and gloved had disappeared. In their place was another note.
“You are staying here! (With me!)”
The back door. October rushed over but it too would not budge. Something from the outside had to be blocking it. Another note was there “Don't look down.”

He looked down and his paws were red. Was is blood? It didn't look like blood. It smelled like paint. He looked back and saw a trail across the house he left. But yet he saw something strange- he hadn't entered the bathroom. He stood in terror, not because he was alone, but because he was not alone.

It was almost time for the trick-or-treaters to come, and some came early too. “Please just come here! Come out! This isn't funny anymore. We have to get ready.” October was didn't know what he should do, and felt like he needed a knife to defend himself. He ran to the kitchen, but all of the knives were gone, and in their usual place was yet another sticky note.
“Frightened Viscets get too jumpy & cautious. They shouldn’t play with sharp things!”

He ran to his room and locked the door, only giving a slight look at the bathroom. But the door- it was open- wasn't it closed before? He checked in his closest and under his bed. Nothing. October breathed a heavy sigh of relief. After pacing back and forth for awhile he heard something.

Thump thump thump clink
Thump thump thump clank
Thump thump thump cling

October took the sharpest object he could find and went back out. The bathroom door had been closed. With lots of fear he decided to open it. Spiders! And Lots of them. All of them came raining down. But actually no, these, these were not real spiders. They were just plastic- all of them! “Very funny, I mean, all of this for fake spiders!? Really, you could do-” October stopped himself as he looked up slightly. The blood looking paint was smeared across the mirror, and read “You probably shouldn't turn around.”

October was frozen for what seemed to him like hours, but was only just a few minutes. He slowly turned around. Nothing Happened? October felt relieved. This was all just a stupid joke afterall, wasn't it. He stepped one paw forward- an then knew- he stepped on some type of button. All at once an airhorn went off, a couple dozen confetti poppers burst, and from the ceiling, October's roommate came falling down wearing a scary mask.

October didn't scream, he didn't run away, he didn't even try to attack. He sat down and was just there, shaking with fear, completely frozen. October's roommate went up to him. “October? Are you okay? It was just a joke. You knew that. I mean, the knives are safe in a different place, I have your phone and gloves, it was just paint, and I'll go take away the blocks holding the door. It's all fine! Are you okay, buddy? I'll be tending to the kids, October, if you need me”
October grabbed his arm and pulled him down to sit. “Or I can sit here too. That's fine. Wait- how about this.” October looked up with sad eyes and his gaze followed his roommate who now left him. In a short time he dumped candy into a bowl, ran to his room, came back in a costume, turned on the front lights, and then pushed October to the windows next to the door. (They were floor to ceiling.) The two sat on both sides with no lights on inside, giving a slightly scary effect. They silently watched trick or treaters come and take candy from the bowl, occasionally knocking at the window when they saw them take more than a few pieces.

[tiny little box]

Ramos The Tailor

Ramos growled in frustration, this stupid costume was taking three days to make. He bite down on the black string of the skeleton costume. He smiled in victory. Finally winning the war over fabric. He had spent the last month in his study, finishing all the harvest costumes for the large party. Being the best tailor in the pack had it's perks, it also gave him complete and utter hell during the holidays. He let out a sigh of relief, running a hand through his mane, setting the skeleton costume on the back of his chair, heading outside. He could already hear the laughter of the little ones, the loud chatter of the other viscets. Despite all the hassle this season and the blood sweat and tears he had endured through, he loved every part of this season. The smell of carmel creeping from the candy makers and the decorations that made its way through every little corner of the village. He laughed a little bit and watched as two viscets chased each other with scary masks. With a shake of his head he went back into the house, grabbing a yard of orange fabric. "one day and one day only to finish this" he said, he snipped at the fabric of his own costume. Goddesses was tomorrow the day of the harvest.
"I have to get out of the study" he mumbled to himself. What was he going to be. A dragon...no too complicated. A goblin, oh no not that.
"RAMOS!" a deep voice said, Ramos, snipped through the fabric, jumping at the sound. He turned his head back, glaring at the viscet in question.
"jay for the love of-" he growled. "what do you need, I am utterly swamped in my work to be busy with your shenanigans" he huffed, scooting the fabric off the table.
"sorry... I need a small favor from me" he said, placing a blanket on the table. The blanket was rather shaggy and gross. Very old.
"er, did you get this in the garbage" he tsked with disgust. Jay shook his head and nudged it, revealing old prints. "it's from war times, I need your help restoring it." he said, now placing it on the desk. "please" the amnesia ridden viscet said quietly.
'oh goddess I can't say no to him'
"fine fine, just shoo give me three hours and it will be better then new.
Jay smiled brightly, heading out the door. Ramos looked at the dirty blanket.
"what did I get myself into"

After hours and hours of paw breaking washing sewing and drying he had managed to bring to life one of jays new prized possesions. He set it aside the now brilliant looking blanket and slumped on the floor. He groaned loudly, closing his eyes and falling asleep on the floor.[center] [center]"ramos"
"no" the orange viscet muttered out
"ramos" the voice said louder.
"no"
"RAMOS ITS HARVEST DAY!" he yelled, making the other viscet jump right out of his fur. "well why didn't you tell me that before. "oh goddess I'm late" he said, his voice quivering into almost a panic.
"late? Late for what" he jay said, grabbing his blanket." I need to deliver these costumes by the time of high noon." he then grabbed the large set of orders from the closet and put it in the cart." help me" ramos said, grabbing his blanket slightly. Jay groaned and nodded his head. "okay so here is a copy of the list of places my clients will be. Do not give them the costume until payment."

Ramos rode the cart through out the village, laughing all the while, he held onto the costumes as they fluttered slightly in the breeze. He stopped the cart when he saw the first clients house. It was very much needing of trimming and gardening. He walked up the cracked path and knocked on the door. With a small creak of the door, handing him the money and snatching the costume. He growled. "rude" he counted it and went back to his cart, off to the next spot
"jaaaaaaaaaaay" he yelled out, stopping the cart in front of him. "are you done" the orange viscet giggled out.
"the last woman said she would not pay for the flower costume" he said sadly, handing it to him. Ramos happy attuide disappeared. " well she is stupid I suppose, three hours on the petal work." he turned it around a little bit, and it was tailored for a adult too. He sighed. " I guess I needed a costume" ramos said to jay.

//forgot to give the link to my viscet Jay
https://toyhou.se/439768.jay

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Username: IheartNightWings
Name: Griffin (Griff)
Gender: Male
Relationships:
Tangent
griff and tangent are the best of friends. they grew up with each other, and are practically inseparable, doing everything possible together. they have stuck with each other through thick and thin, and that's not likely to change anytime soon. the pair shares a close bond, telling each other their secrets and dreams. however, for griff, there is nothing more to that bond other than close friends. bff's, right?
Likes: Halloween, Botany, Food, Goofing off, Taking command
Dislikes: Being ordered around, Lectures, Waiting, Dark Chocolate, Failure

Halloween Night:
Griff trotted down the path excitedly. It was finally Halloween, and he was all kinds of ready to get some candy. He spotted Tangent up ahead, and hurried his pace to get there quicker. The sooner the candy, the better. She turned to meet him, a wide grin on her face.
She looked like she was a vampire, he decided after a moment of evaluation. A collared cape was clasped around her neck, and fake fangs hung out of her mouth. Not the most inventive costume, he had to say, but he digressed. "Nice costume..." he said, trailing off a bit as he realized she wasn't paying attention to his words.
Tangent let out an amused snort as she looked Griff up and down. A wry smirk had formed on her face, like she was doing her best to hold in her laughter for his sake. Griffin felt his face grow hot, and he huffed indignantly, scowling to hide his embarrassment. The gradient viscet had realized this might not be the best costume idea, but he supposed it hadn't really clicked until now. Of course, it was far too late now.
"What kinda flower are you supposed to be? A dainty 'lil daisy?" she teased lightly, flicking one of his petals with a paw. Griffin stiffened, his scowl melting into more of a disapproving frown.
"I most certainly am not a daisy; and, for your information, daisies are certainly not dainty. I own quite a few Gerbera daisies of my own, thank you very much, and those suckers could survive just about anything. More to the point, I'm dressed as a Lilium tigrinum- a Tiger Lily. Definitely not a daisy. I'm not sure where you got that idea, but daisies and lilies are very different from each other."
That only seemed to trigger more amusement out of Tangent, as she began to giggle violently, tail swaying back and forth. In turn, this set off Griffin, who seemed to take her laughter as a challenge.
"What, you think I'm making this stuff up something? What's so funny? Is it because of my incredible and extensive knowledge of cool flowers? You know, just becase I like flowers doesn't mean I'm a nerd. If anyone here is a nerd, it's definitely you. You're the nerdiest nerd I've ever seen!"
Tangent let out a huff at that. "Nu-uh, I never said you were a nerd! But, now that you mention it, you kinda are. Like, at least 10x nerdier than me, for sure."
Griffin breathed out sharply, shaking his makeshift mane. "You don't even know what you're talking about. It's just not possible for me to be nerdier than you."
"Oh yeah? Wanna bet?"
"I'd rather fight you!"
Griffin hurled himself at Tangent, tackling the smaller female to the ground. He couldn't stop the hearty laughter bubbling up within him from escaping as his friend squealed and squirmed beneath him.
"Lemme up ya' brick wall! You're heavier than a log!" she protested, trying to gain enough leverage to move his bulky mass. "If you don't get up, all the good candy's gonna be gone!"
Griff tilted his head at that, letting it sink in. She was right, he knew, especially since he had already passed a couple of kids on the way here. "Alright, I'll let you off easy this time." he giggled, rolling off of her.
She let out an indignant squawk as she climbed to her paws, adjusting her costume where it had been knocked a bit askew. She shot him a friendly glare, which he quickly returned. No way was Griff going to let Tangent out-glare him.
"Well?" she finally asked after a few moments. "Let's go!"
The smaller viscet began to lope towards a house that a few younger visclings were already converging on. Griff tore after her, catching up to her quickly, and promptly took the lead. When they both arrived on the doorstep panting and playfully shoving one another, the small visclings stared up at them, eyes wide.
One of the little ones had already rung the door-bell, but they were debating on whether or not just bolting to find a new house. Before any of them could move, however, the door was pulled open to reveal an elderly viscet. She instantly beamed down at the children, grabbing a bowl filled with assorted candies.
"Well, aren't you all just the cutest little things!" she gushed, holding out the bowl so that they could grab their candies of choice. "Go on, take three or four, or just grab a handful!"
The visclings snatched up pawfuls of candy with varying levels of politeness, and quickly scurried away, until only Griff and Tangent were left standing on the porch. The viscet seemed rather confused for a moment, as if she had expected the older pair to hurry off behind the visclings. After a moment, she cleared her throat quietly, thrusting the bowl towards them. "Happy Halloween to both of you, as well!" she said, smiling warmly.
Griff snatched up a couple of Kit-Kats and Butterfingers, while Tangent went straight for the Recee's. The friends eagerly dropped the candies into their respective items for carrying candy, Griff a pumpkin bucket and Tangent a pillow case. Tangent chirped out a bright thank you, Griff echoing her.
As Griff turned to leave, he heard the elderly viscet call out, "Have a nice date night, you two!", causing him to stop in his tracks, Tangent walking right into him. By the time he could properly turn himself around to face the house, she had already retreated back inside to wait for the next group of viscets to come to the door.
"Did she just say 'have a nice date'? Did she really just tell us that?" Griff snorted, shaking his head angrily. How on Earth could anyone think they were dating? I mean, they didn't look anything like a couple. Just two friends hanging out to go trick-or-treating. What was so odd about that?
"Calm down Griff, it's not like she said we were married or anything." Tangent replied with a roll of her eyes. This only seemed to enrage Griff even more, his tail swinging heavily from side to side.
"Yeah, but she thought we were on a date. Do we look like we're on a date? I mean, really. If we were on a date, we'd have matching costumes, or something stupid like that. Whatever couples do, I dunno. Probably be all giggly, share candy or something. I'm just really glad we're not like that, right? Just friends. It'd be super weird to be all...romancy with, like, anyone, but especially with your best friend, you feel me?" he looked expectantly at Tangent, waiting for a response.
"...Yeah, you're right. Totally weird." she replied after a moment, tone a bit guarded, but Griff payed no mind, and instead raised his head up into the air.
"You know what? I'm gonna go back there and fight her right now!" he announced, a grin now covering his muzzle. Griffin turned back around and began to march back towards the house, head swinging confidently. "There's no way I could lose!"
He stopped in his tracks as he felt Tangent tugging at his tail, urging him back. "C'mon Griff, she's not worth it." she asserted, motioning him to come back towards her. Griff had a feeling if he really did try to go fight the elderly viscet, Tangent wouldn't try to stop him, which was something he wasn't sure about his feelings on.
The pair locked eyes for what seemed like forever to Griff, but couldn't have been more than fifteen seconds. Finally, the orange viscet relented with a small shake of his head. "Alright, I won't fight her. Not that I'm scared or anything. I could totally crush 'er!" he proclaimed, grinning triumphantly as Tangent giggled a bit.
"Yeah right...anyways, ready to move on to the next house?"
"Yeah- race you!"
The two took off down the sidewalk, dodging visclings as they went, whooping and hollering with delight.

The Aftermath:
Griffin let out another moan, rolling onto his side. Ack, he felt awful; totally, completely, awful. His pain was met with only a snort from Tangent, who was sitting nearby sorting out her spoils. Griff groaned again, hoping to ellicit some sort of response from his friend. When that didn't work, thrashed his tail a bit, making sure not to jostle the rest of his body too much.
"You know what?" she finally asked, looking up with a frown. "It's not my fault you thought it was a good idea to eat all of that; in fact, I clearly remember telling you not to eat all of your candy at once. So don't be complaining to me about the fact that you didn't listen."
Letting out a huff, Griff went silent again. She was right, he knew, although he didn't really want to admit how much of an idiot he had been. Still, it had seemed pretty fun at the time... Unfortunately, now all he had was a killer stomachache and an empty bucket, which meant no more candy tomorrow. Tangent certainly wasn't going to share any of hers.
Griffin couldn't help but let out one more soft moan as he curled into a more comfortable position, preparing to wait out the pain caused by his own overindulgence.

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