Take my hand.

“I know! They were everywhere. There’s a place back home in Chandler that sells all these old candies, I most likely way too much money there but it was for candy, so it was worth it.” She stares at him for a minute before snapping her fingers and rolling across his bed, reaching for her phone that was discarded on the bedside table.  “We can google it, there has to be somewhere that sells them.”

“Right, I mean New York City has to have some place with them. I mean, Manhattan has a board game cafe.”

“Oh, wow, thank you so much!” She grinned. “I hope it wasn’t too much of a hassle to squeeze them in. I know you went on your trip back home and all, so thanks for thinking about me. Do you have them back at your cabin?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “It’s fine, they take some time, I started them before I left.”

He looks up from his food, which remains uneaten and blinks a few times. “Okay–?” Jacob glanced down at his food again and decided to try keeping up the conversation. “I’ve never really understand Halloween. Dios de Muertos makes since, but what is Halloween for?”

“I don’t really know the origin well, I don’t know much of the meaning behind it, mostly kids go are in costumes and go trick-or-treating. It really doesn’t make sense like Dia de Muertos. I know it falls on the eve of All Saints Day.”

Claps her hands once over her head, a smile growing on her face. “Sweet.  My Sour Patch stash has been running a little dry lately.  I shall not rest until we find the sugar!” She holds one hand up in the air towards the ceiling, with one finger pointed and then tilts her head back again. “I mean, someone has to be selling them, right?”

“I don’t know, they’re so hard to find now-a-days. When I was a kid, I saw them everywhere.”

Rory is laying across Keaton’s bunk on her stomach, eating from a bag of chips she had gotten earlier from the kitchen.  She pouts for a second, slightly saddened by him not having any desire to walk around get free candy, before rolling over onto her back and looking at him upside down. “Okay, if we’re not going trick-or-treating, then can we at least go raid a Duane Reade or something? It’s just wrong not to eat our weight in chocolate this time of year.”

“Yes, we can go raid a Duane Reade,” he said smiling. “As long as we find those candy button things, I’m cool with it.”

“Good,” Ariana replied. “You’re supposed to stop all that shit when you’re around that age anyways, right? Trick-or-treating is for babies,” She spoke matter-of-factly, but shrugged as if to apologize for her crass attitude. “You don’t know what to be, because you shouldn’t be anything. If someone here tried to hassle me into wearing a costume to a party or somethin’, I’d probably take their dumb cat-ears and break them in half.”

“I mean we can buy our own candy.”

“No, not really,” Vee replied, brows raising and a smile forming on her lips as she replied. “I’ve never taken a class, but it doesn’t stop me from dancing around my cabin when I get in the mood. I’m sure my siblings would all love it though, if I actually took some classes. I’m sure they’re sick of my music taste by now… ” She chuckled, before adding. “—Well, maybe not Cass.”

“Oh, I totally forgot to tell you, I finished your daggers.”

“I mean. It’s free candy. And even if we have a party you wouldn’t dress up?”

“A Halloween party? I don’t think I’m one for that. I mean it seems like a loud crowded house party thing.”

“I seriously just bruised my knee so bad trying to learn the choreography for Britney Spears’s ‘I’m a Slave 4 U’ music video.”

“You dance?” Keaton asked, his eyebrows raised at Vienna.

Rory clings onto him. her arms tight around him as she leaned back a bit, effectively pulling him towards her and just enough to stop them from completely falling over.  She grinned widely into his neck, unbelievably happy to be able to actually touch him instead of looking at him on her computer screen. “I missed you too.  Skype calls were really starting to get old in my opinion.” Letting out her own laugh, she pulled back just enough to look up at his face, moving a hand to the back of his neck to pull his lips down to hers.

Keaton kisses Rory, his hand running through her hair. A small smile behind his lips.

Rory was leaning against the railing of the Zeus cabin, trying to act like she wan’t bouncing on her heels and looking over at the barrier every ten seconds.  She hadn’t been allowed to get out of camp to meet Keaton for the travel back to camp, thanks to Chiron and his intense power-training workouts.  Catching sight of her boyfriend walking over the barrier, she grinned wildly, leaping from the top of the cabin steps to race over to and up half-blood hill. “Keat!” At the last second, she attempted to slow down, realizing that sending them both tumbling down the hill wasn’t the best idea as she leaped onto him.

Keaton dropped his back when he saw Rory, wrapping her in a tight hug. He took a step back hoping to not fall down the hill. He laughs. “Gods I missed you.”