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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[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."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay, you do that." she allowed with a wave of her hand "I'm going to do something fun when I grow up."

She was sufficiently dry enough to get into the dress, so she hopped up to hit the bathroom again "But remember, Dilan, I'm not sure Halloween should be science."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan snorts at her, "And you're going to totally take over my life and run it like you do now. Only with boobies."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Run? Hey, who drags who?!" she pointed out indignantly from behind the door then there was an ominous silence.

...

"Heeeey. Boobies." she cracked the door open to peer at the boys "Think I need some for the costume?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Total control." Dilan insists, cheerfully, "And Braig drags me."

"You two are slow." the older boy defends himself.

They look at her critically, then shake their heads, "Nah. They'd just be awkward."

[mitochondriaaya]

"That'd be weird. When we grow up you control yourself okay? Cause that's the way it works!" she stuck her tongue out at Dilan. "And we're not slow, we just like to do stuff!!" her defense wasn't exactly solid, but hey, it made sense to her!

"Okay, then I need help with the zipper!" she traipsed out, holding the skirt up, and turned her back to the boys.

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig laughs and paints his own blending lines as Dilan helps Aya with the zipper.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Don't laugh" Aya turned and pointed a finger at Braig once she was zipped "It's the way adults are suppose to work!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Not in our lives, Aya." Dilan points out, getting his own suit on.

[mitochondriaaya]

"In case you haven't noticed boys, we're special." Aya tilted her head imperiously and smirked. Then? She was digging through drawers to try and find her mothers jewelry box. It should be here...

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeahhhh." Dilan grins, and settles down while the other two get finished.

[mitochondriaaya]

The box was in the last drawer she checked, but it held most of the things she remembered. Pretty pieces. She picked a necklace, then held up earrings. No, she didn't have pierced ears, but all the characters wore earrings so "I want to wear the green ones! You guys should pick some too..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Are you sure? It's special, and I'd be scared to lose it." Dilan says, peeking over her shoulder.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Dilan, if you actually lost anything I know you'd find it again." Aya pointed out. "And it's better than everything sitting in a box I have to hide from my dad!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Well." Dilan frowns, "Okay, but you pick what you want me to wear."

[mitochondriaaya]

She looked down at the box, then back at Dilan 'Well, I guess we need to have holes in our ears, so, how many holes do you want? Then i can pick out that many earrings!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Um. Just one in each ear." he says slowly, "At the bottom."

[mitochondriaaya]

She nodded, then looked at Braig. "Okay, and I need two...um?" Obviously he would know how to do this right?