“Tricked”
When her doorbell
rang, Mable shuffled towards the door.
She opened it to see a young man dressed as a pirate, and a kid dressed
in a full-body Minion outfit from those movies her grandkids loved so
much. The Minion held out a pumpkin
bucket and in a soft, muffled voice said, “Trick or treat.”
“Aren’t you
adorable,” Mable said with a smile. “And
what’s your name?”
The Minion pulled
the bucket back a bit, but didn’t answer.
The pirate patted
him on the head and said, “Billy. He’s
just a little shy.”
“I have a grandson
that’s the same way.” Mable chuckled as she dropped a handful of mini candy bars
into the bucket.
“What do you say?”
the pirate asked.
“Thank you,” came
the soft, muffled voice.
“You’re very
welcomed, Billy,” Mable said.
The pirate smiled
and told Mable, “Have a Happy Halloween.”
#
Out on the
sidewalk, in his regular voice Bill said, “I can’t believe you talked me into
this.”
Tom, the pirate,
replied, “Hey, we split the candy and I’ll buy you a beer later.”
“This is so
humiliating.”
Tom smacked his
shoulder. “You brought a smile to an old
lady’s face. Because of that will they
kick you out of the Little People Society?” After a moment, Tom gave an evil
grin. “I know they have short fuses, but
come on.”
Bill stopped and
looked up at Tom for a moment. Lifting
the bucket he stated, “For every short joke you tell tonight, I’m taking a
piece of your candy.”
Tom nodded. “I guess that’s a small price to pay.”
“That’s two,” Bill
told him.
Putting his arm
around Bill, Tom said, “Well then, we’re going to have to hit a lot of houses
for me to get any candy tonight.”
They walked to the
next house with Bill muttering words children shouldn’t use.
***
This story was
written in 2015 on a site that I no longer post to. I recently remembered it, and I decided to
revise and repost it. I don’t really
remember the origin of this story, which is probably for the best.
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