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“Yeah, a snake demon,” Toeth said, pointing to his costume. “The red skin, the black veins, the eyes, everything. Aside from the blue parts, it’s pretty accurate.” Seriously? He should know, given how acquainted his family was with demons. Well, maybe they were giving him too hard a time. The snakes that Toeth had acquainted with weren’t often the ones summoned up to the Earth for the sake of random witches, so perhaps he wasn’t too familiar with them, but still. Toeth was disappointed.

A… a spider man? Now Toeth was interested. Watching him remove his mask, her eyebrows furrowed at the sight of his face. Okay, a normal human face, but it did have some interesting features. Like… frogs? Toeth didn’t know for sure, and if it weren’t for Alexis muttering random crap in the back of their shared head ( something something August pure nice whatever ), Toeth would have an easier time figuring out what August’s face looked like.

Toeth squeezed their eyes shut, trying to block out what Alexis was shouting back there, and when that didn’t work, they instead welcomed her shouting, if only to decipher what was being said.

August I’m sorry, I’m sorry about my friends just please get out just run before you-

Oh my fuck, Alexis, shut UP!

“What’s a spider man?” Toeth asked, pointing to his costume again, and then to his bucket of… whatever that was. “And why do you have that?”

“Oh! I... I didn’t know how snake demons looked like so...”, he commented quietly as he looked down at his costume. What the hell was a snake demon, though? Probably he could dive into his family’s obscure books and look for a picture or at least a description; yeah, yeah, a description was good, he had a good imagination and maybe an actual image wouldn’t be pretty, he was too much of a coward and his stomach wasn’t as strong.

“Yes, yes! Spider-Man!”, he commented happily, although the girl’s expression seemed puzzled and it just occurred to him that maybe she didn’t know who Spider-Man was. It was weird, yeah, but not everybody had to know... right? There was a weird sensation on his temple, like his magical intuition was trying to tell him something as “Alexis” seem to be having some kind of... headache?

“A--- are you o---?”, but he was interrupted again by the hidden demon in Alexis’ body. “Spider-Man is a superhero. He goes around saving people, he was a normal guy until he got bit by a radioactive spider and got spider powers! He is super strong, agile, can climb walls and can release spider webs from the wrists. He uses all these things to fight the bad guys”, August explained as he jumped around and even hopped on a park bench nearby, letting his inner child have fun with the explanation. Then, he looked down at the candy and felt a blush creep to his face; he was OBVIOUSLY judging him, because let’s be honest, a twenty-two year old in full costume trick-or-treating? August felt the anxiety ball in his chest as he scratched the back of his head and hid the bag behind his back.

Though Toeth was not the most advanced or the most powerful of demons, they could still sense dark energies present on Earth, from dark wicked to other wicked souls. How would one describe it? A certain aura, Toeth thought. They could tell which souls held a certain rot within them, and which seemed to possess the horrid sort of light that would make Angels jealous. The first party they attended, in a large, fancy house right atop Rosehill, was full of the delightful sort of sickly energy Toeth craved, spiritual hands dripping with their sins. The second time they sensed it, they had been walking along a sidewalk when they stopped by a strange black house, thinking that whatever was inside would welcome them with open arms. I should make a point to stop by again, Toeth thought, making no effort to mask their intentions from Alexis’ active spirit. It was at that time when Toeth saw a person covered in red leaving the house, almost skipping along. Was he… was he like anything that likely dwelled within the black house? Toeth assumed not, for they couldn’t detect anything devilish about him.

Coincidentally, while away from the black house, they saw the red-covered boy again. This time, he was counting something he had collected in his bag. Having observed what people did tonight, Toeth assumed whatever he was counting he got when he joined the townsfolk in going door to door to get some type of goodie. What a strange thing it was, to catch this seemingly full-of-light boy alone in the dark.

A stranger thing it was for this boy to compliment Alexis’ stupid witch costume, but here they were, turning around to face the boy and replay him for it.

“Thanks,” Toeth said, pulling from what they observed mortal social customs to be. Something about his voice tickled at Alexis’ memory, which in turn sparked Toeth’s curiosity. So, for a brief moment, they dove in, just to see what his voice hinted at. Hmm… something about school? Having met before? Something about living with “demon people” which is actually kind of intriguing. Toeth didn’t get the most accurate reading, on account of the fact that they were only skimming the surface. It didn’t help that when Toeth did this, Alexis’ body would end up in an odd standstill, the girl’s piercing blue eyes holding a weird, glazed over look.

Good thing that look went as quickly as it came, otherwise he might ask questions.

“Anyone comment on your red snake demon look?” No really, nice look. The weird, pointed white eyes and red skin on the boy’s costume reminded Toeth a little bit of the red demons who wrapped themselves around tortured souls like boa constrictors. Specifically, one runt of his kin who had shown Toeth different parts of his department in exchange for some nifty tools Toeth had made. Funky little guy. “Where’d you get the idea, hmm? You can tell me.” In this moment, staring at the weird demon costume (with black veins too? this guy must know his stuff), Toeth couldn’t help but reveal themself through Alexis’ eyes, flashing the boy an expression that dared him to look closer. 

He approached with hesitating steps, sticking his head a bit further than his body, eager to know about the presence there with him. The voice seemed familiar and so, he was more curious to know who was its owner. Gosh, if only he had aura reading powers like Zaira.... it would be easier to determine who else was there. Finally, the moonlight comes to his aid and after squinting his eyes through the mask ( let’s be honest, it would have been easier f he took it off ), he recognized the silhouette of Alexis Rose, an old classmate that he shared some classes with back in high school. He felt relieved now since this was a familiar face; sure, they never spoke before, but this was better than a stranger. She probably didn’t even recognize him.

                              STILL, THERE WAS SOMETHING WEIRD ABOUT HER

                              BUT AUGUST COULDN’T POINT AT THE REASON.

“Snake... demon look?”, he repeated quietly as he blinked a couple of times as he tried to process her words properly. He looked down at the costume and stretched it a bit on the stomach area with his fingers. “Oh, man, I thought I had made a good job! My neighbors said I did look like Spider-Man”, he commented with a sigh. At least it looked... Halloween-y? August decided to take the mask off as he placed the candy between his feet. He looked at the mask carefully and well... he didn’t really find mistakes with it, maybe it looked weird when he put it on? When Alexis spoke again, he looked up and he could’ve swore there was something in her eyes and he tilted the head, completely immersed into her face for a couple of seconds before he shook his head. It is impolite to stare like that, kid, control yourself!

“O--- oh, well, I actually really love Spider-Man so I thought it would be a good idea and----- and well, now you say I look more like a snake demon which is... disheartening, but I tried my best and maybe I should have gone for something easier, huh? But----”, August kept on rambling in a very low voice as he took his phone out and looked for a picture of the original suit to show her his inspiration. “See? It... It was that one costume”, he explained and then realized he was most likely being an annoyance. “But you’re probably on your way somewhere! Sorry, didn’t mean to entertain you. Please, don’t let your friends punch me in the face again”.

Admittedly, Ronan had gotten a bit lost on his way to various mentioned events on this night. Less due to his directional capabilities, and more due to the face that he’d gotten lost in thought and wandered just slightly off track and a bit further than intended. He’d kept his eyes between the pace of his steps and the blackness against the moon, eyes glazed during his walk. His mind had been bitterly stuck on what the people in his life before Fairview may be up to tonight – probably a bonfire and bonding, bonding that Ronan hadn’t been able to enjoy participation in since he was much younger, – when a couple of happily screeching children in costumes ran past him and broke his sour reminiscence. 

The smell of other wolves was ever present, some of the strongest he’d sensed in one single area since moving there. It made him almost nervous, still having yet to personally meet any other werewolves in town, and definitely positive he was on a pack’s territory right now. He slipped onto the darker side of the street, where the streetlight’s no longer illuminated him. It was smartest to return to his original path, on his way to one of the Halloween events. 

Upon turning, he was met by a fully dressed figure, head to toe in costume. Ronan grinned, amused as he was a good bit taller than the children around, and clearly went all out for this holiday. He stepped closer, no longer shrouded under the protection of shadow, raising a brow at the young person. “Hmm,” Ronan playfully furrowed his brows at the costumed marvel hero and looked down at his form, costume-less, “thanks. I’m myself this year. Scary enough, I suppose.” 

“Oh! No, no--- I... I didn’t mean you looked scary, I--- I mean, you look great and I’m sure you could be scary if you want to, I just thought----”, but August just zipped his mouth, realizing he was just making the situation even worse. He felt that uncomfortable bubbling feeling in his stomach and chest. August took a deep breath to try and contain the growing anxiety; at least he had a mask, so he didn’t have to deal with the fact that his face was looking stupid.

                                              AWKWARD FIVE SECONDS SILENCE.

“For a second I thought you were dressed like Billy Loomis?”, he shrugged lightly. His words were rather quiet and they almost drowned within the distant noise of the kids laughing and the... dogs barking and howling... it had been dogs, right? His skin was covered in goosebumps and he took a couple of steps closer to Ronan as if shortening the distance would protect him with whatever was out there. “This place looks even scarier tonight, don’t you think?”

He thanked the fact that his presence wasn’t required in the coven, but it wouldn’t be for long, so he had to enjoy it as much as he could. He joined a group of people and went door by door asking for candy. He loved Halloween because for one night, he could be normal, he didn’t have to be the weird kid of the black house, he wasn’t “the son of those demon people” even though he was a witch as well.

Counting his candy, he ended up losing his group and all by himself in a dark area of Frenchtown, looking around, mask still on, he felt the chills run all over his body.

            “Uh... hello?”, he spoke quietly after spotting someone. It probably wasn’t safe, it could be a very hungry vampire or a not-so-friendly wolf, maybe a... resentful fae? But his feet were already dragging him there, convincing him that someone ( no matter how dangerous ) was better than being alone there in the dark. “H--- hey, nice costume!”

AUGUST FOREST ( CISMALE & HE/HIM )? oh, aren’t they the 22 year old LIGHT WITCH who works as EMBALMER at THE MORTUARY? word on the streets is that they are SMART & INTUITIVE, but they can also be ANXIOUS & NOSY. by the way, they look eerily similar to TOM HOLLAND, don’t they?