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They were an odd pair, two boys much too old to be trick-or-treating. One was dressed in a cheery mottled green with four little square legs hanging by his ankles and a black frown painted on his face. There was a name tag on his chest, General Spaz, it read. The man walking beside him was dressed in all black with a tail and dragon wings on his back.
Their fingers were intertwined between them, arms swinging with each step. Smiles were plastered to their faces as they walked up to a house, ringing the doorbell and begging, 'Trick or Treat'. As they stepped up to the door, Etho shoved Nebris out of the way, laughing freely as the dragon fell into the bushes.
The gentleman who answered the door, previously ready to turn them away-because this was a children’s holiday and they were not children-couldn’t help but smile, watching as Etho pulled Nebris up and gave him an apologetic kiss on the cheek. The gentlemen gladly gave them candy, maybe a few more than normal but hey, who’s counting?
The duo left, hands finding each other, but not before Nebris had reached into Etho’s bag and stolen a piece of chocolate. Etho flicked his nose but otherwise didn’t interfere as he ate it. Nebris grinned and offered his back to the taller man. Etho jumped on without hesitation, wrapping his legs and burying his nose into Nebris’ hair. As they walked off towards the next house, Etho leaned down and hissed in Nebris’ ear, imitating the sizzle of a creeper, Nebris only jumped a little bit, reaching up to smack Etho. The creeper dodged the hand, but also managed to pull Nebris off-balance, who had to throw his arms out to steady himself. Etho giggled at his flailing and covered the dragon’s eyes, leaning back and forth and attempting to make him trip. He succeeded and they went tumbling down into a pile of leaves, laughing and grinning and flailing.