And best costume goes too
By M. Forandret
Matt arrived home from school. He was happy that his long day of work and education was over, but more importantly, it was Halloween. He had a few costumes down in his cellar; he would pick one and go out into the circle of Halloween. This was what he called it; a list of partys that he would circle through the entire night. He was going to open the door to his apartment when he noticed a rather tall package lend against the door. Perplexed, he brought it in and opened it up. It held a big black robe, a scythe, and a note.
I thought you would like this for your parting tonight.
If youre lucky you could scare some people to DEATH! Well, not really, but you get
Boris, hes outdone himself. Ill have to thank him. Well, his partys first stop, Ill show my gratitude then. He tried on the robe, it was comfortable, and didnt have that funny costume smell. It was a while before night so he took it off, sat down, and took in some Halloween specials.
Ok, first stop, Boriss house. It was easy to tell which house it was, loud music was blaring out, and the front yard was a strew with rather good decorations. He went up to the door and knocked. Futile with all the noise. He grabbed the door knob, and found that it opened without complaint. He entered the torrent, a frenzy of people dancing, chatting, showing off there costumes, all sorts. He saw Boris; he was by the punch bowl, which and a green hand floating in it. He was wearing a lab coat, goggles, and had his hair in a deliberate mess. Hey Frankenstein!
Huh, Matt! you made it! Perfect he thought. And I see your wearing that costume I sent you! So much the better He said to himself quietly.
Ya, nice shin dig goin on. Were did you get this thing, Its an incredible costume.
Ya, well, It was a two for one on the sight I got the lab coat, and I thought you might enjoy it.
Ya, well, you thought right!
Now to set things in motion. Care for some punch?
Sure, is it spiked?
Try and see.
He drained the cup in one gulp, then went into the middle of the room to dance. He kept his hood down so that no one could pin him as a dorky dancer after. About a half hour in, he started to feel a bit dizzy, so he quit that and started talking to this hot chick in a cat costume.
So, what are you?
I am the shadow of the condemned, OOOooooo!
Hee, youre funny. That is an awesome costume!
It looks so real, especially the gloves!
Gloves? What glov, WHAT THE HELL! His hands were covered with black scales, each finger ending with a talon. His heart was racing, he felt even dizzier, soon he couldnt stand up. He fell on all fours, scales spreading all over him, unseen from the cloak. He drew some attention, most thinking he had had to much to drink. Soon they were proven wrong, as a tail rapidly grew straight through the back of the robe. He grew a bit in mass, and his shoulder blades ached a bit. Soon what looked like little arms grew out, the robe almost seeming to flow out of its way. These soon grew into huge wings, each one about 5 feet long. The hood hide his face the entire time, but soon it was reveled as a draconic muzzle grew out, covered with black scales. His limbs finished there change, hands and feet becoming intimidating claws, covered with black. His arms and back were not fully black, they gained a few red stripes. Matt felt like the world had stopped spinning, and got up onto his two feet. Amazingly, the cloak still covered most of him, showing no damage. He opened his eyes, showing them to be brilliant red with narrowed pupils. He surveyed the room, still in a incomprehensive state of shock. All eyes were on him, wide in terror, a few mouths agape. Then, someone screamed. The entire crowed went mad, screaming, each running for the door, until Matt was the only one left in the room.
Awww man, what the Hell happened to me. Im, Im a monster.
(CLAP, CLAP, CLAP.) Well done Matthew, I was expecting a reaction but this was far beyond my expectations. I applaud you.
I thought you were my friend.
Before you jump to any conclusions Matt, here me out. I did turn you into a dragon. But there is no need to worry. This will were off in time, Id say youll be back to your old self by 4 a.m.
You mean, Im not stuck like this? Im not a monster?
Than why go through all the trouble in the first place?
Why, to give everyone a Halloween to remember. Thats got to be the best costume ever created, and I doubt the other party goers will forget THIS anytime soon.
But how did
The punch, and the robe, quite easy for an alchemist.
Of course, what, you think this is just a costume? Now, enough chit chat, arent there other partys to hit before Hallows end?
Ya, your right! You coming, I doubt you want to clean this up now.
Could you give me a lift? There was more than one magic potion in the punch tonight.
Sure, hope in the back of the car. They both got in, and Matt got the engine started. But next year, its your turn.
Say what now?