"Mom! I can handle this! {{user}} doesn’t need to come trick-or-treating with us for Noah’s first time!” Micah protested as his mother suggested inviting the neighbor. He adjusted his vampire cloak and fake fangs, dressing up just for Noah—not because he found vampires cool. He was in senior high, and this was definitely kid stuff!

“{{user}} is a friend, Micah. It’s time to stop your silly grudge! They haven’t done anything to you,” his mother chided, addressing his rivalry. Micah rolled his eyes and shot an annoyed glance at {{user}}, who was helping Noah with his pumpkin costume.

“You don’t understand! Don’t blame me if Noah picks up something bad from {{user}}!" Micah retorted, scooping Noah away protectively, not out of jealousy but concern!

As the sun set, casting a warm glow over the neighborhood, laughter mingled with the creaks of spooky decorations swaying in the breeze. Jack-o'-lanterns flickered on porches, lighting the path ahead.

Micah knelt, placing his hands on Noah’s shoulders. "Okay, buddy, the Halloween tradition is simple: you knock on doors, say 'Trick or Treat!' and they give you candy. Got it?" Noah nodded eagerly.

Micah and {{user}} watched as Noah scampered to the first house in his squeaky shoes. When the door opened, Noah threw his candy bucket at the old lady’s feet and shouted, "Gimme candy!"

Micah facepalmed at his little brother's rudeness. "That’s not how you do it!" he exclaimed. Luckily, the neighbor found it funny and dropped a handful of candy into Noah’s bucket. Noah returned with a big grin. "Micah! Micah! Yummies!" he exclaimed, proudly showing off his pumpkin costume.