have a sweet treat
Title: have a sweet treat
Written by: d1Loui
Fandom: Original Story
Genre: Romance
Rating: K
Warning/ Notes: A not really thought out plot; grammatical errors; based on an RP I'm in; supposed to be my Halloween fic
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"Hurry it up!" Adelle called out impatiently. Hearing no reply, she started tapping the pavement with her feet, with her arms folded across her chest and her eyes trained on the clock above her. As soon as she heard the door creak, she turned to face Arthy and scold him for taking so long. The words were stuck in her throat when she came face to face with a big, oozing, green monster greeting her with yellowing, pointed teeth.
She screamed, and instinctively started shooting out spells as a defense against the monster she knew was going to put an end to her. Oh goodbye cruel world, it was fun while it lasted.
"Ow ow ow!! Adelle, stop it! Stop it!"
Her eyes opened, why did the monster have the same voice as Arthy? She stopped and stared at the green hideous beast curiously. It stared right back at her, and still feeling uneasy, she poked it in the eye with her prop wand.
"Ow!" the monster cried out, grabbing at it's eye that slowly turning red, "You poked me with a stick!"
"Arthy?" she asked, her eyes widening in realization.
"Who do you think, stupid?" he asked her, rolling his undamaged eye at her naivety. Tears sprung from her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.
"I'm so glad it's you!!" she cried out, then let go of him abruptly in order to smack him on the head. Multiple times. As hard as she could.
"What the heck are you thinking going around scaring me like that?! I could have died!" she cried out, still hitting him on his slimy, green head with a fiery determination in her eyes. Fiery determination for what? To exterminate him maybe?
"It's Halloween!" he protested, grabbing her arm before she could land another strike, "We're supposed to be scary!"
She pouted, and a smirk came to his lips as he thought about how cute she was, even under all that make-up. That was soon wiped off his face though when she kicked him on the shin. Well, to where she thought his shin was supposed to be in this form.
"We're going out trick-or-treating!" she yelled at him, "You're going to scare off the kids and the kind old ladies looking like that! How are we supposed to get our candy?!"
"And looking like that will?" he asked her, staring at her clichéd outfit of a witch, complete with the pointy hat, the wart on the nose, the messy hair, and the green skin. Adelle huffed and planted her hands on her hips.
"Of course," she told him confidently, "This costume is a classic."
Arthy snorted, "Yeah right. A classic failure. Today's modern look on a witch is supposed to be sexy. I'm pretty sure a lot of stay-at-home dads would love to give you their sweet, sweet treats if you lose the wart, the green skin, and maybe if you raised the skirt a little higher." He told her, already in the process of slipping his tentacle hand in her outrageously long skirt and pulling it up.
He screamed when she stepped on him and looked at him as though she'd rip his gelatinous-looking form into tiny little bits and feed it to little brats who'd think he was some kind of jelly. "You are absolutely despicable!" she cried out and proceeded to kick him, "How dare you even suggest me something like that!"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Arthy pleaded, putting his arms in front of them as some sort of shield he knew would never keep her away. Not that he wanted to keep her away.
As soon as she calmed down, he straightened back out and wrapped his arms around her shoulder and gave her a grin, "I wouldn't want anyone giving you a sweet treat except by me."
He should have known saying such a thing in his costume would have dire consequences. He should have listened to Ted, maybe the sheet would have been a better choice for a costume.
Written by: d1Loui
Fandom: Original Story
Genre: Romance
Rating: K
Warning/ Notes: A not really thought out plot; grammatical errors; based on an RP I'm in; supposed to be my Halloween fic
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"Hurry it up!" Adelle called out impatiently. Hearing no reply, she started tapping the pavement with her feet, with her arms folded across her chest and her eyes trained on the clock above her. As soon as she heard the door creak, she turned to face Arthy and scold him for taking so long. The words were stuck in her throat when she came face to face with a big, oozing, green monster greeting her with yellowing, pointed teeth.
She screamed, and instinctively started shooting out spells as a defense against the monster she knew was going to put an end to her. Oh goodbye cruel world, it was fun while it lasted.
"Ow ow ow!! Adelle, stop it! Stop it!"
Her eyes opened, why did the monster have the same voice as Arthy? She stopped and stared at the green hideous beast curiously. It stared right back at her, and still feeling uneasy, she poked it in the eye with her prop wand.
"Ow!" the monster cried out, grabbing at it's eye that slowly turning red, "You poked me with a stick!"
"Arthy?" she asked, her eyes widening in realization.
"Who do you think, stupid?" he asked her, rolling his undamaged eye at her naivety. Tears sprung from her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.
"I'm so glad it's you!!" she cried out, then let go of him abruptly in order to smack him on the head. Multiple times. As hard as she could.
"What the heck are you thinking going around scaring me like that?! I could have died!" she cried out, still hitting him on his slimy, green head with a fiery determination in her eyes. Fiery determination for what? To exterminate him maybe?
"It's Halloween!" he protested, grabbing her arm before she could land another strike, "We're supposed to be scary!"
She pouted, and a smirk came to his lips as he thought about how cute she was, even under all that make-up. That was soon wiped off his face though when she kicked him on the shin. Well, to where she thought his shin was supposed to be in this form.
"We're going out trick-or-treating!" she yelled at him, "You're going to scare off the kids and the kind old ladies looking like that! How are we supposed to get our candy?!"
"And looking like that will?" he asked her, staring at her clichéd outfit of a witch, complete with the pointy hat, the wart on the nose, the messy hair, and the green skin. Adelle huffed and planted her hands on her hips.
"Of course," she told him confidently, "This costume is a classic."
Arthy snorted, "Yeah right. A classic failure. Today's modern look on a witch is supposed to be sexy. I'm pretty sure a lot of stay-at-home dads would love to give you their sweet, sweet treats if you lose the wart, the green skin, and maybe if you raised the skirt a little higher." He told her, already in the process of slipping his tentacle hand in her outrageously long skirt and pulling it up.
He screamed when she stepped on him and looked at him as though she'd rip his gelatinous-looking form into tiny little bits and feed it to little brats who'd think he was some kind of jelly. "You are absolutely despicable!" she cried out and proceeded to kick him, "How dare you even suggest me something like that!"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Arthy pleaded, putting his arms in front of them as some sort of shield he knew would never keep her away. Not that he wanted to keep her away.
As soon as she calmed down, he straightened back out and wrapped his arms around her shoulder and gave her a grin, "I wouldn't want anyone giving you a sweet treat except by me."
He should have known saying such a thing in his costume would have dire consequences. He should have listened to Ted, maybe the sheet would have been a better choice for a costume.