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Nightmare Fuel

“Freddy Krueger isn’t scary, he’s just a guy with finger knives.” Dan complained as he plopped onto the couch behind him. Watching as Gavin slipped a disc into the DVD player before rushing over to the couch and nearly tripping over himself along the way.

“Of course he isn’t scary, but he is a horror icon. If we didn’t include him in our movie marathon it’d be like Christmas without Santa or something.” Gavin explained as he started the movie.

“But he’s the most easily avoidable guy, just don’t fall asleep!” Dan exclaimed, it just didn’t make much sense for a bunch of people to be easily defeated by some guy wearing an ugly sweater.

“Dude, you can’t just put off sleep forever, you have to fall asleep eventually or your body will just force it to happen.” Gavin countered. “Nancy is the only smart character in the movie unfortunately. That is why she’s the final girl and not Glen.”

“Well Glen couldn’t have been the final girl anyway.” Dan interrupted.

“You knew what I meant.” Gavin countered with a laugh.

“I mean Glen had one job and he fell asleep, that’s a bad friend. Like sorry mate I know you asked me to stay awake but I got bored.” Dan joked as they turned their attention back to the opening sequence.

The pair watched as one by one Nancy lost her friends and the fedora-wearing demon taunted her. Applauding for the special effects used during the scene with Tina in her room during a nightmare. Cheering as Nancy set up traps throughout the house for Freddy and finally bursting out laughing as Nancy's mom was pulled through the front door window at the end.

“How was this approved for release in theaters!? That was so laughably awful looking.” Dan groaned.

“Did they seriously not think pulling an inflatable doll through a small window would look bad?” Gavin laughed as he shook his head. “It’s a shame how such a small part can throw off the whole film, but to be fair the rest of it is pretty good.”

“I’m just looking forward to watching

Dream Warriors

and New Nightmare. Those are great, the others not so much. Freddy’s Revenge is a weird one, cause it’s not bad, but it also doesn’t feel like a Nightmare on Elm Street film even though Freddy is in it.” Dan explained as he listed off the films in the franchise.

“You don’t like Freddy vs Jason?” Gavin gasped from shock.

“Now hold on, I never said I disliked that film. I just consider it more of a crossover film than in line with the main series is all.” Dan answered, easing Gavin's minor shock.

“For a minute there I thought I might have to end our friendship and get someone else to do The Slo Mo Guys with. Just dodged a bullet there.” Gavin teased with a grin as Dan shoved him.

“Good luck finding someone else willing to let you test all of your video ideas on.” Dan retorted with a laugh.

Stellar Sights

“Do you think there’s life out there somewhere?” Spoole asked as he stared out at the stars above, the sky twinkled like little lights like on a Christmas tree. The flannel blanket underneath had a slight roughness to it, but was comforting as he laid back on it.

“Yeah, probably so.” Josh replied as he took a sip from his mug. The drink provided some warmth on the cold night while they stargazed. Various opened snacks and treats scattered the blanket around them, most containers already pillaged and laid empty.

“Do you think we’ll ever meet another life form?” Spoole asked, pausing his stargazing to look over at his friend. A small lantern dimly lit the space between them.

“Probably not.” Josh answered with a shrug. In his mind there was no definite answer, but the odds weighted towards the more likely outcome of never meeting an alien lifeform. Seemingly satisfied with his answer he watched as Spoole turned his attention back towards the sky above.

“It’s cold out.” Spoole stated as he shivered from a light breeze, thankful it wasn’t more than just a breeze even though being out in the cold chilled him to the bone.

“You’re wearing a jacket aren’t you?” Josh asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Yeah, but it’s a windbreaker. I thought it would be warmer.” Spoole answered as he sat up to zip his jacket. It was always a hassle to bring something heavier if it turned out to be warmer.

“Here.” Josh offered as he placed his jacket on Spoole. He had expected something like this to happen as he dug through his bag for another jacket. Pulling it out he put it on and zipped himself up, lying back on the blanket to watch the stars. The two gazed in silence as they tried to make out constellations in the clusters above.

“You could’ve given me the jacket in your bag.” Spoole stated, breaking the silence.

“Maybe, but you wouldn’t have warmed up as fast.” Josh explained as he turned to look over at his friend again. Grinning as he caught a small glimpse of a smile from the dim light.

“Thank you.” Spoole replied, appreciative for the thoughtfulness of his friend and for thinking ahead and being prepared. “You’re not going to get this jacket back by the way.” He joked, even though it practically swallowed him up it was very comfortable and well insulated.

“You’re lucky I have a closet full of these.” Josh smirked, he knew he’d get the jacket back eventually.

“Hey Josh?” Spoole asked.

“Yeah?” Josh answered.

“Can we go get some tacos now?” Spoole pleaded, sitting up. Even though they had several snacks they could never replace a hot meal.

“Yeah, you go get the car started and warmed up and I’ll clean up things here.” Josh offered, watching as Spoole quickly took off for the car and taking it as an agreement. “If there’s life out there I hope they have good taste in music.” Josh thought to himself as he took a moment to take in the stars one last time.

Going Batty

“Christ, how is it this hard to hang bats from the ceiling?” Andrew muttered under his breath to himself as he stood atop a stool with bat decorations in one hand and a roll of tape in the other. A small amount of bats were hung from the ceiling around the room as fallen bats littered the floor down below, having already fallen from the ceiling.

Entering the room Armando laughed loudly at the site before him, “I told you not to use the tape that came with them dude. We bought them last year and the adhesive doesn’t last more than two days once opened.” He grinned, picking up several of the bats off the floor and removing the old adhesive from them and discarding the waste into a nearby bin. “Listen, since it seems like you’re in a pinch I’ll help you out.” He offered with a grin.

“Awh, aren’t you just the kindest? What do you want?” Andrew inquired as he rolled his eyes. Grateful for the help, but still slightly agitated from his unfruitful endeavors in decorating hanging.

“Can’t a friend just help another friend out in their time of need?” Armando pondered aloud. “I actually just wanted to give you a hard time, seriously though, what can I do to help you out?”

“There’s some duct tape in there I need, if that doesn’t work I’m going to use a hammer and nail to make them stay in place.” Andrew answered as he pointed over towards a basket sitting on a desk. Waiting patiently as Armando fished out a fresh roll of duct tape and handed it to him. “Thanks dude.”

“Why is it that the adhesive that comes with decorations always sucks ass. Genuinely they’re always garbage and end up in the trash.” Armando asked as he picked up the packaging to look over.

Ripping off a piece of tape Andrew hung a bat from the ceiling and cheered as it stayed in place and didn’t fall to the ground below. “More than likely people will want to buy the decoration if it comes with some form of adhesive no matter if it’s crappy or not, you know? You’d think it would save you some hassle, but just ends up being even more of one later on.” He answered as he stepped down from the ladder to move to another area of the room.

“Yeah that’s fair, you think they would give better adhesive since you’re hanging up bats from the ceiling, they could fall and give some a concussion or something.” Armando explained as he watched Andrew work. “Like bats are a huge symbol for Halloween, they represent vampires after all.”

“Yeah, but they don’t represent the sparkly kinds which were pretty popular a while back. That might’ve brought their popularity down. Who knows, maybe they’ll make higher quality bat decorations in the future.” Andrew joked as he continued working atop the stool.

“So what are you going to do if this tape doesn’t hold them to the ceiling?” Armando asked.

“Don’t even joke about that dude, I swear to god.” Andrew warned.

Wicked Woods

“Kerry, I swear to god if you don’t relax your grip on my arm you’re going to break it.” Miles hissed as he yanked his arm out of his terrified friend's grasp and held it gingerly against his chest.

“Miles please, I’m just scared.” Kerry pleaded as grabbed Mile's hoodie and clung closely. The pair had been walking along a haunted trail in the woods late at night. Red lights flooded the path before them as set pieces possibly hid devious creatures just waiting to jump out at them. Eerie noises and fog filled the air, as the two friends gingerly ventured forward.

“I can’t believe Jordan just abandoned you with me. Not cool at all, I’m not buying him barbecue after this now.” Miles swore as they creeped past a bloodied body on the ground, waiting for it to pop up and scream at them.

“Miles I don’t know if I can finish this dude.” Kerry stammered in Miles' ear as he clung closely to his friend's side with a death grip.

Stopping in his tracks, Miles turns towards Kerry and spoke to him, “I’m going to get you out of here dude, we’ve made it this far and we both spent money on the tickets. You’re going to get out of this alive, I promise you!” He assured him. “Just grab onto the back of my hoodie and keep your head down.”

Kerry acknowledged Miles instructions as he hid behind his friend and kept his head down, letting the other lead them forward. The only thing in sight for him was the ground beneath as the two began their awkward shuffle forwards. A chainsaw revved up as they passed a shack, an actor rushed out, growling as he circled the pair following closely behind until they left the area.

“See that wasn’t so bad dude.” Miles assured him.

“Maybe for you, but I could feel his breath on my neck!” Kerry whimpered, still holding on tight and shuffling behind.

“Kerry please, you’re choking me.” Miles choked out as the tension on his hoodie eased up. “Just a little bit farther now.”

The two pressed on down the path as Miles led the way. Occasionally stopping as Kerry kept choking him with the hoodie. Screams and cries escaped the pair as actors crept up on them, eventually the terror died down as the two neared the exit with Kerry breaking into a full on sprint leaving Miles behind as he escaped the haunted trail.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He sighed as he rushed after Kerry, catching his breath once he caught up to his two friends, finally reunited.

“What took y’all so long, I’ve been waiting at least ten minutes.” Jordan grinned as Miles stared at him disapprovingly.”

“You’re the one who left us to die back there!” Kerry barked at him. “You know what, let’s just go, Miles promised me barbecue and he’s not buying yours.”

The Harvester

“Gah! Get it away from me!” Gavin squawked as he reeled back from his desk, knocking his chair to ground as he stood up abruptly and raced out of the room, nearly knocking Michael down as he entered the room.

“Gavin what the fuck! Did you see another piece of wet bread?” Michael grumbled after nearly dropping his lunch on the ground.

“There was a spider on my desk! It was huge!” Gavin cried out from the doorway, partially hidden and ready to bolt as though the spider could jump across the room and chase after him. “Please, you have to kill it for me Michael.” He pleaded.

Michael groaned in response. “Gav, how old are you again?”

“That’s not the point! I just don’t like creepy crawlies.” Gavin whined. “Please Michael, just get rid of it for me.” He begged.

“Fine, but if I get rid of it you’re buying lunch for me. I’m talking about a full size sub from jersey mikes too.” Michael negotiated as he approached the desk in search of the so-called spider.

“Fine, yeah, good. Just kill it already.” Gavin agreed as he watched him creep closer to the desk. His friend stopped and audibly sighing as he turned toward him with an unimpressed look on his face. “What is it, have you found it yet?”

“Gavin, this is the most harmless spider you could’ve found, it’s not even a spider at all.” Michael replied as he scooped up something in his hands off the desk and walked back towards Gavin, staying far enough away to prevent a freak out as he revealed the harvestman in his hands, eliciting a squawk from his friend as he backed out of the room cursing at him.

“That’s a bloody spider if I’ve seen one! They’re one of the most venomous spiders out there! Kill it!” Gavin cried out.

“Gavin, that’s a myth. They don’t even produce venom for crying out loud, you’re such a baby.” Michael explained as he headed towards the office exit. “These will not harm you in any way, shape, or form. Except look menacing I guess.”

Gavin rushed ahead of him, nearly stumbling over himself not wanting to be close to the creature. Reaching the exit he held the door open for the other to step through and out into the parking lot. The cold crisp air chilled both of them as fallen leaves scraped against the pavement. The pair walked across the lot until they reached a grass section with a small tree growing.

Kneeling down Michael placed his hand near the ground for the insect to step out onto the grass. “Alright little fella, you might want to get away before Gavin decides to stomp you to death with his shoe.” He halfway jokes, eyeing his friend to make sure he didn’t.

“Thank you Michael, I really appreciate it.” Gavin thanked him as the two headed back inside out of the cold.

“No problem dude, by the way I’ll take a toasted Italian sub with cheddar sun chips.” Michael reminded him.

Potent Potions

“Gays know how to make good cocktails, it’s just a fact of life. Just like how a great pair of jeans never go out of style.” Texas stated as he positioned himself behind a bar. Various liquors and mixers lined the countertop, each one hand picked by him for several recipes.

“Let’s get this taste test started, it’s five o’clock somewhere!” Mariel quipped as she took a seat across him on a barstool. “So was there some sort of theme for these drinks or are we just doing regular drinks like cosmopolitans and such?”

Texas rolled his eyes with a grin, “do you honestly think any old boring cocktail would suffice for a Halloween party? I don’t think so.” He remarked as he started mixing several liquids in a glass.

“I didn’t think you’d go for the usual cocktails, but I just wanted to make sure weren’t doing something boring.” Mariel teased as she watched him work. “So tell me what’s the one you’re making right now?”

“This one is inspired by a classic fall treat, first you add green apple soda, then some caramel vodka and voila! You have a caramel apple beverage!” Texas explained as he mixed the drink.

“Isn’t that just a regular vodka soda, can’t you add dry ice or something to make it pop?” Mariel asked, not totally impressed yet.

“Oh come on, I thought you’d know me better than that, of course I have something up my sleeve.” Texas fake pouted as he poured a tiny bit of green dust into the glass, using a spoon he began to stir. The dust mixed in and created a green glimmering swirl as the carbonation helped it look very much like a witches potion.

“Oh damn, alright that’s pretty fucking cool.” Mariel conceded as she was handed the beverage and took a sip. “The fact it even tastes like a caramel apple is impressive and not even like the artificial flavoring kind, nice work!”

“Luster dust is my go to for spicing up the appearance of a cocktail, plus I wouldn’t be caught dead using dry ice for my drinks. For one you can’t even drink it safely until the ice has melted and some people are too stupid to understand that. Second of all, it's just too basic for my taste.” Texas spoke half jokingly as he took a sip of his own creation before moving it to the side and starting on a new drink.

“Alright what beverage is next on Texas’s Halloween Cocktail Menu?” Mariel asked, watching as he opened a few different bottles and mixed their contents together.

“This one is more of a cranberry and blackberry punch. I’ll admit it’s a little more basic, but it’s always a hit.” Texas explained as he sliced an orange into thin slivers and placed them in a pitcher. “You use cranberry juice, blackberry ginger ale, sliced oranges, and then for the final ingredient some prosecco. Add in a little purple luster dust and stir it all together and you have some punch.”

“So what I’m learning is that luster dust just makes all your drinks look like potions and that’s why people like them?” Mariel asked.

Texas shrugged before answering, “that and there’s plenty of alcohol, so yeah pretty much.”