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>As you lock eyes with the scary girl with the crimson splatter in her raven hair, you can’t help but turtle up in your sweater and take a few steps back.
>Seeing as Ichi follows suit, you imagine he’s just as intimidated.
“...Well shit, you two are quiet.”
>”She? Kiddos!”
>Bella squints at the two of you. “I’m pretty sure there's only two of them… And yeah, guess you’re right.”
>Ichi, in some kind of suicidal stint of bravery, takes a shaky step forward and bows. “H-happy Hallownightmareween!”
“...Y-yeahhappynightarenight…”
>Bella listlessly eyes Ichi up and down. “What… are you even supposed to be?”
>Oh boy.
>Ichi beams and stretches out his harpy wings. “I… Am Pidgamie from the hit manga “So my Government Mandated Monster Wife Is’-”
>Bella raises a hand to signal for him to stop. “Yeah uh… Manga, got it. I think I get the jist.”
>”O-oh! Well uhm… Should I just…”
>”Yeah uh… I’ve had enough manga for one night… Cool uh… costume, though.”
>Ichi rubs the back of his neck, clearly a little bummed about not getting to blab about his costume. “Thanks?”
>She then turns her attention to you, which almost immediately makes your stomach churn.
>She was like every bully you can think of in your nightmares rolled into one.
>”...Hex Maniac?”
“H-huh?”
>She points at your get-up. “From Pokemon.”
>You nod, your voice quiet as you confirm.
“M-mmhm… My mom said uhm… I have the eyes for it.”
>Bella lets out a little ‘heh’. “Yeah, I can see it… Uh- Good job.”
“T-Thank you…?”
>She gives the most ‘dad’ thumbs up you’ve ever seen and glances down at the ground.
“...Oh there it is.”
>She tries to lean down to pick up the scattered remains of their candy bowl, which was broken in Drizzle’s (second) fall.
>Giving up rather quickly on the whole endeavor, she lets out a tired huff and shakes her head, adjusting Drizzle’s weight on her shoulder.
>”Yeah uh… go nuts.”
“Huh…?”
>She awkwardly waves a hand at the candy on the porch.
>”I think we got another bag or two… somewhere. Just grab whatever.”
>She mumbles under her breath. “And if Mal ate the rest of our shit, I’m killing her.”
>”What was that about-”
>Without another word, Bella shuts the door, leaving the shattered candy bowl for the porch goblins to scavenge through…
>You uhm… suppose in this case you’re the porch goblin.
>”...She seemed nice!”
>Your shoulders begin to sag and you let out a soft sigh of relief.
“I… Suppose so?”
>If anything she just seemed a little… quiet?
>Which was odd, because she had such a commanding presence…
“Psst… Candy!”
“O-oh! Uhm… right.”
>Your mind still elsewhere, you begin to gather up the various pieces of mini candy bars and suckers, making sure to help Ichi throw half into his bucket, since his wings made it hard for him to pick things up.