Halloween… Not!
A screech to top most sopranos Daniel knew hit his ears when another balloon popped.
“Ow.” Daniel put a finger in his ear to soothe the pain. “Sam, please.”
“Sorry, Daniel, I’ve just always hated that sound.”
“Why’s it different than gun fire?”
“Dunno, it just is. Hey, we’ll need more balloons to change your backyard into a party atmosphere.”
“Yeah, Jack’s bringing them with more decorations.”
“Here I am and here they are. How ’bout some help?” Jack held out his hands with two bags piled with party accessories. Daniel and Sam grabbed a bag.
Daniel penciled checkmarks on his list of party itinerary. It was turning out great… until Jack returned with balloons.
“Orange and black, Jack. I said black.”
Jack shrugged, “They were out. Purple’s close enough.”
“Halloween is NOT purple and orange and… what are these?” Daniel pulled something out of a bag. “Devil dolls, Jack… not clowns!”
“I did put devil horns on ‘em though. Look.”
“Jaaaack!”
“They were—-”
“Out. I get it.”
“Uh, Daniel?” Sam interrupted. “I’m afraid we’ll have to move the party inside.”
“Huh, why?… Ah no way. It’s not even winter!”
“Snow’s kinda pretty on the pumpkins.”
“SHUT UP, JACK!”
The End
