Operation: SCARY, Chapter 3

Well, let’s see how this curse effects everyone. Yeah, in this chapter, we make no real progress. It’s just showing off everyone in their new Halloween forms.

Chapter 3: Insanity of Inhumanity

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?” the butler 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, HEELP!”

“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 God’s sake, Melody, heelp!”

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 TV 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 just 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.” With that, 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 an ape. 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 land. “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. All in all, I’m probably the least helpful of these partners.”

“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 liife

As you BECOOME my WIIFE!

(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 bright full moon in the heavens.

So, that was basically the continuation of “Dark of the Night”. So yeah, nothing really happened, just some comic relief from everyone’s costumes. Next time, Crystal will enter the Fright Side, Nolan comes to talk to Mario, and the Nightmare citizens should catch on to what’s happening. Later.