This is...Halloween?

[mitochondriaaya]

Usually bumping and screaming from the back bedroom of a young girl was a sign for worry. In this case? well, it was common place. It probably would inspire some worry, if anyone besides the room residents were around. Luckily (commonly) the three kids were alone in the house. "BRAIG YOU'RE PULLING! THAT'S ATTACHED!!"

She'd woken up at her usual early hour, but the boys had already been standing at her door by the time she'd pulled it open to go find them. Standing at her door and grinning, which was never a good sign.

And they had bags.

Of stuff.

She hadn't gotten a good look at any of it as they all bustled back to her room for pre-Halloween prep. All she knew at the moment, in fact, was that Braig was still grinning. And Dilan was...laughing? She wasn't sure what those noises behind her were, and she couldn't turn around with Braig's hands in her hair and something cool and wet dripping onto her ears. "IF MY HAIR TURNS GREEN I WILL KICK YOU BOTH!"

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[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah, but they usually have fruit and I can swipe some." Dilan points out. Braig grins, "Smashing, my dear. Smashing."

[mitochondriaaya]

"And they still let you go?" she dropped the weird speech to gape at Dilan. "Wow..okay, the parties might be more fun that way." she couldn't help it, she ended up giggling as she slid off the chair to poke at her dress.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah. I don't think they've quite clued in." he grins and holds the dress out for her, "Let us know if you need help zipping.

[mitochondriaaya]

"At least it's blue!" she bounced out of her room to change in the bathroom, and came trotting back a moment later unchanged. "Should we do the tan stuff first so the clothes don't get dirty?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Oh, hey, good idea." Dilan says, shaking the fake tan stuff, "Okay, take off your shirts and close your eyes."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Bet it stinks" she grinned at Braig as she peeled out of her shirt. "And I have a little paintbrush if we need it!"

Worse than stinking? It was cold. It made Aya yip and dance in place.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan grins while the other two freak out, "Hey! Hey! You're gonna get splotchy!"

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'm getting goose bumpy! That's worse!" she countered, with Braig's vehement agreement. "Did you keep it in the freezer?!" she managed not to chatter the words through sheer force of indignation!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Nnooooooooooo. I hate the cold even more than you do." Duh!

[mitochondriaaya]

"You coulda..." she countered with a grin "It's not getting sprayed on you!!"

...

"EW IT TASTES BAD!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'm holding the can! Eugh, quick, Braig, get her a bit of candy."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Mrrph ack!" Aya fought around the sudden candy in her mouth to reach for a bottle of water and just rinse. "Ack ack ack...isth mah tongueth tahn?" she asked, crossing her eyes to try and see.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Not really?" Dilan offered, "Or at least I don't think so?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay, then we're good." she wandered over to look in the mirror, then came back "Gotta do the face edges and stuff...maybe we could spray it in a bowl and paint it?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"That should work, yeah. Got a bowl?" It's kind of cool seeing people with his skin colour, even if they are just Aya and Braig.

[mitochondriaaya]

"In the kitchen!" she called, already trotting off to get one. For Aya...it really wasn't that weird to look at her arms and see darker skin. It was just really neat!

She plopped the bowl in Dilan's hands, then dug out her crayola brushes "Okay, and the ears! Do we need glue or something?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I don't think so." Dilan says, "We'll figure it out."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay!" she grinned and plunked down on the edge of the bed "Darling, my face?" she prompted with a pout.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan giggles at her and starts getting all the edges.

[mitochondriaaya]

That tickled. Little paintbrush, little areas...yeah. She managed to laugh by holding her breath until she saw spots! "So where we starting? Olive street has a lot of houses, but most of them are summer people..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii was thinking Sugarcane Road. They have a bunch of people with kids."

[mitochondriaaya]

"But won't they be out trick-or-treating with their kids?" she pointed out, wiggling her nose so she could feel the wet spots.

[sliceitwithwind]

Insert the Dilan list of kids who are too young, too old, too sick, or too scaredy-cat to trick-or-treat, parents with kids who stay one at home and one gone, and so on.

Dilan does a lot of research for his Halloween fruit.

[mitochondriaaya]

"...wow" was about all she could manage for a few moments. "You take this real serious." wasn't it wrong to be so...organized about trick or treating??

"Well, Sugarcane is long and full of houses too.' she agreed once the blinking was done.

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'm gonna be a scientist when I'm an adult." Dilan says proudly, "Just like Braig's parents."