2016 Tales from the AFF Chat Box

Trick or Treat?

Our tale begins on Halloween night, as a happy family gets ready for the night’s festivities.

“David, the kids are heading out and want to show you their costumes.”

“Coming dear.”

Marge’s husband shuffled into the kitchen, and grinned when he saw his two children dressed up for Halloween. His daughter was dressed as a fairy, complete with wings and glitter, and his son was dressed as a cowboy, with a plastic water gun, and a real cowboy hat.

“You two have fun now,” said Marge as she watched them walk down the sidewalk.

“Do you think they will be ok by themselves?” asked David.

“They’ll be fine. There’s nothing in this town to be afraid of. Are you ready to hand out treats to the little ones?”

“You know it,” David grinned.

It was almost morning before their tired children came shambling up the porch steps, and their grinning father was there to greet them. The parents had spent all night sitting on the porch giving out gooey treats to the neighborhood kids, and when it was about time for the kids to get home Marge had gone inside to cook supper, leaving David to defend the treats bowl.

“Hey kids, did anything in your treats bag actually make it home, or are you still hungry?”

The smiling children held out their bulging plastic bags, and David laughed before ruffling their hair and shooing them inside.

“Marge, the kids are home, and their little bellies are rumbling.” David winked at the kids, and made a shh motion, before emptying the treats bowl into their two bags. They giggled and all three headed for the kitchen, where Marge had begun to serve dinner.

“What are we having Mom?”

“Scrambled eggs with brains, and finger sandwiches. There’s also some toast if you want.”

The kids giggled then sat down to eat while David put their treats bag in the refrigerator for later. As he sat down he grinned at his wife. “Honey, you have the most beautiful eyes. Where did you find them in this shade? You know green eyes are my favorite, and they go so well on toast.” He squeezed the jelly from the eye onto his toast and spread it with a knife before turning to his children. “How did tonight go?” He bit into the toast, a bit of the jelly escaping from his lipless mouth, permanently in a gruesome imitation of a grin.

His little fairy looked up with a smile. “Mrs. Henderson was giving out spleens, but her neighbor was giving out livers. They were trying to maim each other when we left. Mrs. Henderson lost her other ear, but that was before the fight. I’ll bet she’s lost even more than that now.” The girl snickered before Marge’s disapproving look was seen.

“It’s not polite to make fun of people with less body parts than you. I’ve seen your bad excuse at mending your foot. You can’t just tape it on with duct tape and be done with it, it takes patience. Besides, your brother lost his ear just this morning.” She turned to her son. “And you mister, don’t leave your things laying around, it’s how you lose things.” She handed him back his ear. “I found it under the couch while I was cleaning.”

David changed the subject to a lighter tone. “So did you get a good haul?”

The cowboy laughed, “Heck yeah! The Jensen’s were giving away bite size bits of brain. I snagged you guys some while they weren’t looking. Although, Mrs. Jensen doesn’t have eyes anymore, so it wasn’t that hard.” The little rodeo guy looked down at one of the finger sandwiches. “Did you remember to take the nails off Mom? They always get stuck in my teeth.” At Marge’s nod he crunched down on the flesh covered digit. “The group we went with was fun. Hank traded me one of the big toes he got, for one of my noses. I don’t really like gummy things.”

And so we leave our happy family to their cheerful unlives, on a peaceful Halloween night.

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Happy Halloween guys!