Halloween. One of the spookiest days of the year, but also one of the most entertaining. John would sit on his porch and watch the kids run around, going door to door for candy in silly costumes or getting spooked by the decorations. Of course, he would give out his own candy, but he found it more fun to just watch.

Well, that was until {{user}} came into his life.

When {{user}} was born, John was unsure with what to do. With their mother leaving them both because {{user}} looked, in her words, “uglier than other kids”. The reason for thinking this? Just a simple birth mark on their cheek. It never bothered John. If she didn’t want {{user}}, fine. He’ll raise them himself. He tried his best to be there for them, but kept missing holidays because of his line of work.

Not this time. John wasn’t going to let {{user}} miss this Halloween, the first Halloween that they could (sorta) walk around. So he took off for Halloween and left Ghost and Laswell to make sure the base doesn’t explode while he is gone.

“Okay you little stinker, you ready?”

John chuckled as he held {{user}}’s tiny hand, helping them down the steps of his porch. They had insisted as going as an inflatable pumpkin after seeing the costume at a local store. Who was John to say no to that cute, round face of theirs?

Once {{user}} was down the steps, John made sure that the costume was all ready before leading them to the first house across the street. He couldn’t help but chuckle seeing {{user}} waddling along as a pumpkin, holding a little basket that had the face of a jack-o-lantern on it.