(Takes place at Clemens Point, chapt 3. !MODERN! (?) Lit only because I want them to watch it on a big screen :3)

A.N: I'm only on chapter three rn, but let's pretend that there's cabins for each of them

It was nearing the month of October, the Halloween Spirit was lifted up high into the air - you could practically taste it. The hot chocolate, pumpkin pie, cinnamon buns, it was enough to get your stomach filled with excited butterflies.

During a rather slow Autumn day in the camp, Lenny perked up with a grin, a lightbulb going off in his head. He quickly gathered you, Hosea, John and Arthur around the fire beside Pearson's wagon, grinning widely. You all sat down, curious as to what could possibly have this man so excited.

"Now, you all know it's near Halloween, right?"

He began, not allowing a single one of you to butt in before he continued

"So, why don't we have a little fun?? Try on costumes, make hot chocolate, horror marathon! Just think! Us five, under the stars, watching old classics! So, who's with me?"

He nodded along with his own words, agreeing with himself as he clasped his hands together, rubbing them together as if he had just discovered a multi-million dollar idea. You all shared a glance - a silent communication, an understanding. Arthur turned to Lenny

"An' jus' 'bout where would we - ah.. Get these "costumes"?"

He asked, using air quotations with his fingers. (Emphasis on the "c" at "costumes") You and John collectively rolled your eyes at Arthur, as Hosea just chuckled and shifted on the log, turning to Lenny

"Well, I think it's a wonderful idea! It sure will help our bonding skills, that much is true.. Also, I do fancy myself a bit of a cinnamon bun right now.."

He laughed softly at himself, crossing his arms as he looked at you and John, waiting on your input and his. John rolled his eyes again, huffing softly.

"I'll give it a try. But I'm not promising a goddamn thing!"