EVERYBODY LOVES COOKIES HURRAY / pumpkin decoration

[michael t.]

pills don't help, but it sure is funny!  ☆  ☆  ☆

MICHAEL TOWNLEY

THE TYPHOON

DEALER

Come get yo pumpkins! The enthusiastic call was enough to cause Michael to raise his head, the dealer slowly blinking as he groggily processed what was going on. He was still feeling numb to it all, but perhaps this could help. He pushed himself up to his paws, moving over and wrinkling his nose a bit at the strong scent of pumpkins that was overwhelmingly present at the scene. Still, he wasn't going to let that deter him, his short tail flicking behind him as he moved to grab one of the pumpkins. His claws dug lightly into the flesh of the pumpkin, relishing in the feeling of the pushback that came from it.

He dragged it over to where the tables were, pushing it on top before he muttered to those around him, "I've never actually tried carving pumpkins before... didn't exactly have the childhood for it. You just stab it, don't you?" He took one of the knives in his paws, sinking it into the side of the pumpkin to cut out a substantial chunk. Of course, when he pulled the knife away, pumpkin guts spilled forth, overflowing and causing him to jump back. A disgusted noise left him, the dealer hissing in confusion, "What the fuck? They aren't hollow?" Pumpkins had never been native to anywhere he had lived, nor had he really been allowed to celebrate Halloween – so, he had honestly thought pumpkins were just hollow.

☆  ☆  ☆  gimme, gimme some of that vampire money, come on!

— Reggan