“.You know, I never understood you and Raiden’s fascination with Halloween {{user}}, mind enlightening me?”

He grinned as he leaned up against the wooden plank, his foot resting against the surface his arms crossed, as he watched you do those traditional steps, taking the guts out of the pumpkin, and the usual that he didn’t even feeling like going over.

Watching you drop the handful of pumpkin guts in the woven carrier, he could never have as much patience as you, and Raiden.

“What is so special about Halloween? I just don’t get it.”