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Not so Happy Halloween

Max Hatter x Cheshire Cat reader

Fem reader, M x F, Cat-Hatter oneshot

Author’s note. SO THIS WASNT MY IDEA, it was a request from @wrongw4yz BUT I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED MY UNFINISHED DRAFT SO THE OPTION TO USE SUBMISSION WAS GONE WHEN I DELETED. And I am so sorry cause the request was SO good and detailed, I didn’t remember the request super well cause I accidentally deleted it but if this isn’t everything you hoped and dreamed of I will rewrite. Again, SO SORRY THAT WAS LIKE MY LONGEST MOST THOUGHTFULLY WRITTENT REQUEST I LOVE YOU. Also I kinda have a Christmas craving due to this I may write that down the line 👀

You volunteer at a haunted house, and scare the life out of your boyfriend as a Halloween prank.

You were a BIG Halloween fan, people got annoyed when Halloween decorations were up after thanksgiving, you considered Halloween a thing the moment summer ended. You had the perfect costume idea by New Year’s usually.

For you it was multiple costumes, however your star costume was the costume you wore on the day. But you attended enough Halloween events to have to have multiple costumes.

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HALLOWEEN IS?” You practically screamed at Max when you were both walking out of class. You heard a couple snicker behind you, but whatever. “What do you mean you don’t know what Halloween is! It’s thee best holiday! Forget thanksgiving, nobody cares about a genocidal holiday orienting bland Turkey and green beans.”

“What’s that..” Max asked again, he was starting to get embarrassed. This boy was a genius, he had an IQ of 159 and he was great at a lot of things, but due to his unusual upbringing he never really understood holidays. “I get, getting days off of school! But I just thought those were for stretching your legs and exercising your autonomy.” He tried to justify is question.

“Max, you are going to have a great Halloween, I’ll make sure of it.” You smiled and gave his hat a little tilt. “Yea. Thanks, but again, what is Halloween?” He adjusted his hat, checking to see if the origami heart was still on it.

“The reason everyone loves Autum!” You smiled as you walked off, “I really love it when you’re ambiguous!” Max called after you. He tried not to think about it after, and he didn’t because he got wrapped up in fixing his robotic squirrel.

This past week leading up to the special day was helping out a trunk or treat, helping set up a Halloween bash, then attending the Halloween bash. And honestly you were saving the special day for Max’s introduction to Halloween. You’d scare him out of consideration!

You were ready for your final Halloween duty. It was THE day, you volunteered as an alternating scare actor. You were in the horror house, the final room. Before you there would be a drowned boy, manic with a chainsaw, there was a screwed up looking nurse, tons of horrors.

You were a clown. With LOTS of fake blood on, your job was to scream at everyone who was about to leave. Your room looked like an abandoned murder house circus, kinda like if a psycho owned a circus and went on a spree. You were supposed to laugh loudly before people entered, then scream once they did.

The horror house used to have an actor chase someone out but too many people ended up falling so they changed it this year, honestly it was a pretty harmless room, the other rooms were a little more high tense.

You texted him towards the end of your shift so you could scare him then head out and enjoy the festival with him.

OH MAXXX wanna go to the Halloween festival with me?!

Okay, do I have to bring anything?

Probably money so you can get me a caramel apple

I always carry my wallet, it’s under my hat.

Relocate that

I’ll meet you at the haunted house!!

Max was considering asking what a haunted house’s purpose was, but he knew you wouldn’t actually explain, so he just hearted your message.

Max wasn’t sure if you meant in the line, or inside. “She probably meant inside, it is a house.” He mumbled to himself. When it was his turn to enter he did, and it was not what he was expecting.

He assumed it was maybe a decorated house, or something less scary, he thought it was called a haunted house for harmless Halloween alliteration, something funish, Halloween was apparently fun.

First he got chased by a doll, then scared by a nurse who was trying to give him a shot, a drowned boy who started to grab him, and then when he finally thought it was the last room he saw you.

You were fake chained to one of those twirling knife throwing boards, with a fake knife in your lower abdomen accompanied by a big blood stain. You were screaming like you were in true pain. And Max had just seen a lot of things, he was just chased and touched and scared by a lot of things.

But seeing his girlfriend, stabbed, and bloody, and screaming is what made him fall down to the floor. He stared at your for a second, holding a shocked look on his face. Then he get up and ran out as fast as he could. It might’ve been the scream in general, nobody had screamed at him yet and he was startled by large sounds.

You started to laugh, you checked your watch, and got down from your post. You stayed a couple minutes later than you needed to! You stepped outside and saw Max, against the wall.

“Max, are you okay?” You asked as you stepped closer, his chest was heaving. And you felt horrible. You thought it was a slight scare, you didn’t think it would bring out a terrified and traumatized boy.

“Yea” he lied as he looked over you, and you took the fake knife out and threw it in the trash. “Well..did you like it?” You questioned, nervously. “No” shook his head.

You felt horrible, you started to revaluate, and it wasn’t scary to you because you loved Halloween and all its horror. You’d never even seen Max’s reaction to a real horror movie, but he seemed disturbed even with sci-fi.

Maybe the sight of everything, and your room was a lot. The lights were flashing and you looked like a stab victim and it probably really stressed him out. This must be how dogs on the Fourth of July felt.

“Here—“ you said as you grabbed his wrist, transporting you both to your dorm. It caused a light flinch, which made you feel worse. “Sorry, Max, I am so sorry. I thought you’d enjoy being scared.” You explained

“Who likes being scared!” He replied, and that did make you realize, he wouldn’t have like being scared. What was I thinking? You thought you yourself, guilty. It was always worse when Max was emotional, because he never raised his voice, he never even got mad at you either. He usually put emphasis on his words rather than yelling, and he never blamed you because he felt that would be wrong.

“Sorry, can you change out of that. It’s nice, and I kinda have always pictured you being a jester or a clown in some ways, but—“

“Give me 10 minutes!” You said as you blinked yourself to the restroom. You removed your makeup and body paint in the shower, then changed into less bloody clothes.

Max seemed to have calmed down a lot by then, and seeing you, looking like you relaxed him a lot. “Thank you” he said timidly, he felt like a wuss, you felt like a jerk. You had been in a lot of situations with Max, but you had no idea how to fix this. “I should go” Max felt embarrassed “Don’t!” You panicked

“We can still Halloween!” You really were panicked “I don’t think it like very much” Max said gently. “No— you will. Okay, so Halloween is actually super fun. It’s like getting candy, and there’s the horror aspect, but there’s also the relaxed, after horror aspect!” You went to reach his hand, and he didn’t flinch this time, which was good.

“There’s kid Halloween movies, and they’re fun and comforting and the perfect amount of spooky. And you eat candy with your loved ones while you watch them” you lead him away from the door.

“Take your coat off, you’re staying here” you ordered as you fetched leftover candy from your previous events this week. “Okay, now take your hat off.” You added as you got your computer. “You would love playing Simon says.” Max took his hat off “very assertive”

“I do like playing Simon says” you nodded “okay, do you know Charlie Brown, or hocus pocus?” You asked. You guys spent the rest of the night watching Halloween movies, and showing Max candies.

You always had to remind yourself Max grew up without most of the luxuries you had, and you made in your mission to show him your opulences. But after today, definitely in a more gentle way.

Max liked chocolates, his favorite was probably marshmallow peanut butter cups. He enjoyed sour candy the most. He didn’t hate dot’s which shocked you, they were like licorice but much more disgusting. And you were revolted when he actually liked candy corn. “You’re disgusting.” You joked

Max liked the movies, he really liked the candy, you guys didn’t have pumpkins on hand, but you had two apples, so you carved apples instead, which was surprisingly very easier and dare you deem..even funner than pumpkins?

“So, what was your favorite park?” You asked Max happily, you were cuddling now, and watched Halloweentown. “This” Max sighed softly “Cuddling can’t be your favorite Halloween activity, it’s a year round thing, what’s your favorite festivity!”

“I liked it all, but I liked carving apples the most. And I really like candy corn. And my favorite movie so far is Monster house, it was funny.” He smiled agaisnt you

One of my first cat custom painted portraits!