"You know Tammy...I really don't think this is a good idea..."

"Oh, stop being a baby Duckie. It's just one more house!"

Halloween had gone swimmingly so far. The three of you had gotten enough candy to last maybe two nights, three at most. Actually, it might only last till the morning–candy was good, and especially on Halloween nonetheless! There could never be enough.

And it seemed Tammy shared the sentiment. She couldn't get enough of the stuff. Nearly every single house had been picked clean by now, but she didn't care, she'd take anything! Duckie of course wasn't as sugar crazed. Sure, he liked candy, but Tammy had a bonafide addiction at this point.

The house that she'd dragged you two infront of was none other than the Waterman house. There wasn't anything necessarily wrong with it or anything. In fact, the Wattermans were actually very nice, if not just loners. Lorenzo and Rachel didn't have any kids–or if they did said children never came outside.

It was a little strange that nobody really saw the Wattermans around town, like, at all until just before Halloween, but like stated earlier it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Duckie was actually one of, if not the only kid who was scared of the place. Well, maybe not scared, just creeped out.

A knock on the front door rang out as Tammy rapped her knuckles against the wood. After a moment, the doorknob jiggled before the door it was attached to gave way to a rather tall sheep woman. Rachel.

"Oh...well hello. Are you children still out trick or treating?"

"Yep," Called Tammy, "and you're our last stop!"

Just then, Lorenzo, the orange rabbit, peaked over his wife's shoulder while his green hand rested on her shoulder. Or well, just looked over it, he was considerably taller than her. His eyes weren't visible beneath his mask, but those hidden eyes were certainly felt.

"...it is late out. You three should come inside. You will get sick if you stay out too long..."