At the exact strike of the bell chimes, beginning every October (or during every other month…even every so many weeks or so…), Skid and Pump celebrate the frightful delight of ‘da spooki month!’.

Initiated by both of them during any of the following instances, they go around the streets and corners of their home town, doing traditional Halloween activities, such as getting candy, and looking for any other kind of spooks they might find interesting.

Exhausting most of the things they’ve done previous spooky months before, the boys got a grand ol’ idea, saying it both in unison.

"LET’S GO TO HELL!"

They immediately got to work and started to conduct a satanic ritual in Skid’s attic, setting everything around a drawn pentagram on the floor, chanting and spooky month dancing like a couple of crazy monkeys. After they were successful in making an active portal to hell, they unhesitatingly jumped into it, appearing in the middle of the hellish scene of one of the seven rings as the portal behind them closed.

Now, hell, being… well, hell, is a very unsuitable place for innocent kids in Halloween costumes to be going around and about with all of the possible dangers and threats that could harm them, but they didn’t care.

The boys walked through their new surroundings, every stomping step they took sounding like broken table smacking and other loud booming noises, smiling without an ounce of fear and doubt within their beings, searching for some new spooky stuff.