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Ah, Halloween. The day for all ages to go out and dress up in costumes and go to parties and eat copious amounts of sugar. A day of the year devoted to everything creepy, a day where scares and pranks were the norm. The day that always managed to coat the school with cheesy decorations, ranging from stereotypical ghost posters to fake cobwebs and spiders.
"Get back here!"
It was also the day actual ghosts thought they could waltz all through Amity Park like they owned it, without any regard whatsoever to the resident Hero.
The current ghost causing some form of mayhem—a completely green witch lookalike—turned to blow a raspberry at Danny before hightailing it again.
"Why you little—" Danny growled, zipping after her.
The witch cackled, and launch another blob of ectoplasm from her wand — really, how stereotypical can you get? Danny watched helplessly as the blob hit its target and exploded, coating a jack-o-lantern in glowing goop.
And then the pumpkin started running around and screaming. Danny stared. The pumpkin briefly stopped and stared back. Then it screamed in his face and flew off after the witch.
"...I don't get paid enough for this," Danny said.
"You don't get paid at all!" Tucker called from below him on the street. Sam snickered.
It was going to be a long night.