"Hey Ike! Where's that bowl?" Taylor Hanson called from the dining room.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. Hold your horses!" his brother, Isaac, called from the kitchen.
"What I'm doing is holding these pumpkin seeds. Would you hurry?" He was impatient now and his hands were full of gooey seeds.
Isaac entered the room, a large bowl in hand. "Here ya go,Tay."
Taylor dropped his handful of seeds into the bowl, then proceeded to remove more seeds from the somewhat large pumpkin. "Where's Zac? He's got a pumpkin to clean out too."
Isaac shrugged. "Last time I saw him, he was headed out into the woods with his pumpkin and his pocketknife."
Taylor scraped the last of the seeds from the pumpkin and deposited them into the bowl with a flourish. "Probably doesn't want us to steal his pumpkin carving ideas. I swear that poor kid thinks we'd kill him in order to know what he's doing at all hours."
Isaac handed him a towel. "You're right. That boy is crazy sometimes."
Taylor took the towel gratefully then began to walk to the kitchen, Isaac following behind him. "Yeah. I mean, if we really wanted to copy him, we could just do a little spell. So. What are you going as tonight?" Taylor questioned.
Isaac grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. "A werewolf. Then I can have facial hair."
They both laughed. They stopped when the door slammed.
"What's so funny?" Zac called from the front hallway.
"Your face!" Tay called back.
This cause both of the eldest to burst into laughter again.
"Ha, ha. Really funny you guys." Zac stepped into the dining room, enciting a gasp from both of his brothers.
"Zac, what the hell happened to you?!" Isaac questioned. Zac was covered from head to toe with dark smelly mud. Leave and twigs were stuck all over him and tangled all throughout his hair.
"I was, umm, doing something and I slipped and fell. Dropped my pumpkin too."
"You are so lucky that mom is gone. She'd be having a fit if she saw the mess you're making by tracking all that crap through the house."
Zac mumbled something under his breath. "I'm going ta go take a shower." He turned around and was out the door. Soon they could hear loud footsteps going up the stairs.
Isaac looked down at his younger brother. "What's his problem?" he wondered aloud.
Taylor shrugged. "Spell gone wrong?" he suggested.
Ike laughed. "What else is new?"
"Well, true," Tay agreed, smiling. There was a moment of silence. "Dude, let's not worry about it," he said finally. "Let's go get dressed! It's Halloween!"
Abandoning their pumpkins, they went upstairs to the room that was shared between the three of them. Upon walking into the room, they first found a pile of Zac's muddy clothes and footprints leading across the floor to the dresser where the shoes and socks had been carelessly kicked off and left in the corner.
"Now my question is, is there anyway that Zac could've made more of a mess?" Isaac asked of Taylor.
"Watch it, dude. If you question it, he will find a way," Tay warned.
"This is true." Isaac went over to the closet where he had hung up his costume. "I can't believe I was lucky enough to find this perfect costume." Isaac admired the costume of a werewolf. It had sleak light brown hair, the exact shade of his own hair. The partial mask and make-up would make the look complete.
Meanwhile, Taylor was sitting on his bed, looking over a note he had found next to his costume which was sitting next to him. "Hey, Ike. Look what Zac was doing."
He handed Ike the note while picking up the small leather pouch which he had found under the note.
"A pinch will add life to your costume," Isaac read aloud.
"Hmmm... Ike, do you remember that store in L.A. that sold all the potions and stuff? The one Zac spent like $200 in?"
Ike set the note down and leaned against the wall. "Yeah, I do. Why?"
Taylor shrugged. "I don't know. I was just wondering if he got this there."
It was Isaac's turn to shrug. "Could be. Let's ask him."
Zac stepped into the room, steam following behind him, a towel around his waist. "Whatcha gonna ask me?"
Taylor held up the pouch. "Where did ya get this?"
Zac ran over, careful to hold his towel up. "Give me this." He grabbed the pouch.
Isaac gave him a strange look. "Why? What exactly is it?"
Zac rolled his eyes. "Did you not read the note? This stuff makes it so that our costumes will look so real. What are you guys going as?"
Ike pointed to the closet. "A werewolf."
Taylor shrugged. "A vampire. How 'bout you, Zac?"
Zac grinned. "A ghost."
Isaac smiled, and Taylor cracked up. "A ghost? How babyish can you get?"
Zac shook his head, all the while smiling. "The pouch. I sprinkle the dust inside on me once I'm in costume, I become a real-looking ghost until midnight. I feel nice today. I'll let you guys have some too."
Isaac climbed up on his bed. "Your generousity astounds me."
Zac frowned. "It should. This stuff cost me a lot."
Taylor smiled. "Thanks, man."
Zac grinned again. "Well, what are we waiting for? Into costume!"
Isaac grabbed his costume and a small bag that contained his werewolf makeup and went into the bathroom for the use of a mirror.
Zac grabbed his clothes and "costume" - which was really just a sheet with eye holes cut out - and went to the downstairs bathroom to change.
Taylor was free to use their room to change.
Fifteen minutes later the three brothers met in their bedroom. Zac carefully opened the leather pouch. He pinched a small amount and sprinkled it on his costume. He held out the pouch so Ike and Tay could do the same. Once that was done, he quickly mumbled something in Latin. Then, "Oh, shit!"
"What?!" Ike and Tay shouted. The last time Zac had ended a spell in "Oh, shit!" all three of them went deaf for three days straight.
"Ummm, I think I said something wrong."
Taylor and Isaac just stared in amazement. The sheet, which Zac had been wearing a moment ago had dissolved into thin air and he was now see through. Isaac walked around to the other side of Zac. He could still see Taylor plain as day. Moving closer, he stuck his hand through Zac's back.
"Hey, that tickles!" Zac laughed a little. His voice sounded like an echo and seemed distant. "This is so kewl!" Zac was hovering a few inches off of the ground.
He floated through the door.
"Hey what about our costumes?" Isaac called after him.
Just as he spoke, something began to happen to him. The fur and make-up began blending into his face just like real hair.
His joints began to pop as he was transformed into an actual werewolf. Howling, he took off out the window.
Taylor sighed. "Well, what about me?" he mumbled to himself.
Just then his costume began to take on life.
His teeth, which had been a fake plastic set that didn't even look remotely real, were now real, long and super sharp. He tried to look into the mirror to check out his new look, but to his surprise, he had no reflection.
Taylor smiled to himself, then walked out the door.
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