33 Apocalypse Ave, Tuesday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

For Anders the little demon, Halloween was a day full of his usual mischief. Sprinkling a little itching powder in some underwear drawers, sneaking into a few houses to turn the thermostat three degrees too hot, and -- just to cap off the day -- blowing on some mainland traffic lights to turn them red at inconvenient times.

He was still chuckling over the last one as he let himself into the house and sat down on the couch, tail extended along the cushions. He needed to take a TV break before it was time for trick-or-treating and some real fun.

[OOC: Open post.]

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante ... ... ... was already half-demon.

And demonstrably crazy Fandom magic-proof.

It had been a weird day.

"You're still... that." Beat. "Cool."

[spin_kick_snap]

"Braaaains?" Kathy offered in a moan, holding out her tupperware container of brainsadillas.

[rebelseekspizza]

"... No, thanks."

Dante was... way too busy trying to figure out how he was going to deal with Kathy whenever she snapped out of that.

And then he noticed what she was holding.

"... The hell?"

[spin_kick_snap]

Who said she was going to have a giant breakdown tomorrow? Maybe she'd handle this calmly and rationa--AHAHAHAHA, okay yeahno.

"Braaaaaains," Kathy informed him happily, digging out what could have passed as a normal quesadilla if there hadn't been a bright pink chunk of tissue sticking out of one side.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Aw, fuck," Dante said, pulling a face. "Tell me you didn't actually kill somebody."

[spin_kick_snap]

Most people would be slightly more horrified at the possibility than that, Dante.

"Nooooooooo," Kathy intoned slowly, the words taking their toll in concentration. She was also pouting. "Roooooodent."

The squirrels she'd managed to pounce on on her way to Eliot's and the rabbit brains he'd so kindly left her from his hunt that morning.

[rebelseekspizza]

Nobody said he wasn't horrified, jesus, narrative. Learn to understate.

"Ew," Dante commented. "So maybe we don't let you leave the house again. Shit can't be healthy."

[spin_kick_snap]

Pffft. Understating required chill and this was Kathy's account. Pfft.

"Braaaaaaaaains," she pointed out. What was she supposed to do for dinner, then? Especially since some people got weirded out when she stored them in the fridge. EVEN IN TUPPERWARE.

[rebelseekspizza]

"No brains for you," Dante told her sternly.

[spin_kick_snap]

Why did you want her to starve, Dante! She was a growing zombie! She needed her brains!

"Braaaaaaaaaaaains," she said stubbornly, hugging her lunch to her chest in case Dante tried to take it. "Huuuuungry."

No surprises there.

[rebelseekspizza]

She was a grown woman who currently thought she was a zombie! No, she didn't need her brains!

"No," Dante said. "Taking you back to your room. Spend the rest of the day watching cartoons or something."

He reached for her arm.

[spin_kick_snap]

She clacked her jaws at him, snapping them closed bare millimeters from his fingertips. "Nooooooo!" she protested. "Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!"

The one night of the year where the monsters were free to roam like people! And Anders had so many tricks planned! And she even had a costume!

...It was a sheet with two holes cut into it. Look, zombies weren't particularly creative, okay?

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante rolled his eyes. Her little blunt teeth didn't scare him. So he took her arm and pulled her towards her room. "I don't care," he said. "You're gonna appreciate this tomorrow."

[not_every_mage]

"Hi," Anders said, with a little wave of his tail. "I think her finger's falling off again."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante rubbed his forehead. "Probably going to keep doing that all day," he said.

He meant both the finger and the general weirdness.

[not_every_mage]

"I keep telling her to give up on it, but she's determined," Anders sighed, cocking his horns at Dante. "What's up with you?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Trying to make sure Kathy doesn't go out and eat anyone's brains," Dante said, eyeing... Anders, sure. "Today sucks."

[not_every_mage]

"I'm having a great day," Anders said breezily. "Want to go out? We could throw rotten eggs at people until we feel better."

[rebelseekspizza]

"You know, think I'm gonna opt o-- well, maybe Lecter."

No. Bad!

[not_every_mage]

"But I like him," Anders whined, then furrowed his brow thoughtfully. "On the other hand, it would be fun to run some of those expensive clothes."

It was a dilemma!

[rebelseekspizza]

"Go for the clothes," Dante said sagely. "You know you wanna."

In his defense, he was actually part-demon in real life.

[not_every_mage]

"It's a deal," Anders nodded, but his eyes slid toward Kathy. "We can put on some autopsy videos to distract her while we're out."

[rebelseekspizza]

"No way," Dante said, wincing. "We're locking her up."

[not_every_mage]

"Fine," Anders agreed. "... maybe lock her up but with hunting videos playing?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Why are you so stuck on these videos?" Dante asked. Beat. "Could ask you 'why are you a tiny red thing' too, but..."