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Ding dong
Ding dong
DING DONG
“More trick or treaters?” Will glanced towards the door and then took a quick glance at his phone. “Isn’t it getting a little late for that?”
Ding dong
Ding dong
Ding dong
Will shifted on the couch clearly intending to get up.
“Don’t do it,” Mack muttered. He was wrapped in a warm fluffy blanket and had finally found the perfect spot up against Will’s side as they watched a ridiculously corny fall romcom, because Mack wasn’t going anywhere near any horror movies.
“But it’s Halloween. Our first Halloween in our house. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do on Halloween,” Will answered, glancing towards the door once more.
Dingdongdingdongdingdong!!!
And then of course Will moved away from him.
“Smittttty,” Mack whined, making grabby hands at him as he headed to the front door, the doorbell now ring incessantly.
“I’ll be gone like a minute,” Will rolled his eyes but dropped a kiss down on top of Mack’s head.
Mack pouted, sinking further into the blanket.
He listened to the front door open and then, “Trick or Treat!!!!”
“Awe look at you! Aren’t you just the most adorable! Must be your little brother?”
There was a pause, long enough that it was becoming awkward. And Mack knew exactly why.
“Huh. Mack? Where’s all the candy?” Will called.
“We’re out,” Mack called back.
“What?” Will questioned and then Mack heard him say, “Sorry it looks like we’re all out of candy.”
A few more moments and Mack heard the front door close. And then Will was back.
“I didn’t think we had went through that much candy,”
“Goes faster then you think,” Mack said, eyes still on the tv screen.
“We’ll have to buy more next year. Can I have my spot back?”
But before Mack could answer
Thunk
Thunk
Thunk
“What was that?” Will startled.
Thunk
Thunk
“Well you know it is trick or treat. Pretty sure that’s the sound of eggs hitting the house.” Mack shrugged.
“Those little shits…” Will growled turning like he was going to leave again but Mack reached out quickly snagging his wrist.
Will’s attention was immediately back on him.
“Come back. I miss you. We’ll worry about it in the morning. And I mean I told you not to do it,” Mack said.
Will glanced at the door once more and then sighed, coming back around the couch. “Fine. But you’re sharing this blanket!”
“No! Don’t!” Mack yelped as Will moved fast and pulled the blanket off of him. They both stared at the candy wrappers that fluttered everywhere.
Will’s mouth dropped open slightly.
“Ummmm,” Mack tried to come up with something.
“Oh you are so cleaning the egg off by yourself tomorrow morning,” Will grumbled as he joined the giggling Mack on the couch once more.