It was Halloween in Feathers' town. Every child was looking forward to go house to house for trick or treating. Feathers used to go trick or treating in his chick days with Slither Scale's watchfulness, as Slither made sure he had a safe Halloween.

 One day after school, Feathers was with his friends. They had worn their costumes, with Feathers dressed as a vampire, Edward dressed as a knight, and Ezrah dressed as a pirate. Except their diapers were showing, but they didn't care.

"Man, Halloween is gonna be the best one yet!" Edward said.

"You said it," Ezrah said, fixing his diaper.

"And even as teens, it doesn't hurt to go trick or treating," Feathers said. He pulled out a map and laid it on the table. "And this, guys, is how we do our trick or treating!"

"Cool, you drew the map!" Edward beamed. "You seemed the know the town more than we do!"

"Well, I am raised in Slither Scale's care. I know this town way better."

"Sure, you did," Slither said when he came in, "when you used to wander around town, and disobey me."

"Oh, sir! I didn't hear you come in."

"Never mind that." He checked the map. "I see you planned out your map for trick or treating. Very smart, Feathers."

"Well, after all those nights of trick or treating, I figured I'd make this out of spite. My friends are gonna have a blast, like I did in my chick days!"

"Yeah, friends together for the night!" Ezrah cheered.

"Yes, I can see that," Slither said, "but remember, I will be with you three to have a safe Halloween."

Ezrah frowned. "Aw, shucks."

"It's okay, Ezrah," Feathers said. "Slither's been my guardian for thirteen years. He knows my wellbeing, but is always protective at the same time. He's always a heart of gold when you get to know him more."

Slither chuckled. "Oh, Feathers," he said, patting Feathers' shoulder. "I'm always looking out for you. I want you boys to have a great Halloween."

"Oh, we will, sir," Edward said.

Halloween night then came, all the kids were walking all over town, going from house to house, saying "Trick or treat!" Feathers and his friends had been doing the same, and even get candy, and Slither had been keeping a close watch on them.

"Boy, this is so much fun," Feathers said. "Sure takes me back to when I was happy for some candy."

"Aw, you would've seen me scare some kids when I was a vampire," Ezrah said.

"I'd be dragon enough to have more candy than you guys," Edward teased.

"More candy than us? Ha! You would've seen how much candy I can eat!" Feathers said.

"Boys, that's enough of that," Slither said. He checked his watch and said, "We should be heading over to Old Bearwood's mansion. His party is due any minute."

That made the trio shiver. They've often seen how old the mansion looked, and how it often scared Feathers from hearing scary stories about haunted places.

"N-n-n-not that haunted place, Slither," whined Feathers. "It's dark and scary, and Old Bearwood could mean trouble!"

"Feathers, I've known Old Bearwood well. He's a good fellow, and he loves children. Besides, there's always an old saying. Appearances can be deceiving."

"What do you mean?" Edward asked.

"Things just aren't always what they seem. Just keep your diapers on and let's go. Time to pay Old Bearwood a visit."

Feathers gulped as he shivered. Later, the four arrived at a large mansion. It looked old, and shutters swing back and forth, and very few lights were on. Feathers and the two hug each other as they shiver.

"Easy, you three," Slither said as he patted them. "Nothing to be afraid of." He flinched when Feathers ran and hid behind him. "Feathers. Aren't you gonna go inside?" Feathers shook his head at him. "You're not afraid, are you?" Feathers frowned and shook his head, again. "Well, come on, then. I'll be with you."

Slither took Feathers' claw as they approach the mansion with Ezrah and Edward. Slither knocked on the door, and the door opened by itself.

"Oh, he must be expecting us," Slither said.

Feathers whimpered as his heart was thumping. Ezrah's teeth chattered, and Edward shivered. But they walked in the foyer. The whole place is decorated with skeletons, spiders, webs, bats, ghosts, every decoration they can see.

"Please relax, Feathers..." Feathers whimpered. "Deep breaths, Feathers..."

"Shh, it's okay, Feathers," Slither said. "I'll go see if Old Bearwood is around. You boys grab a seat while you can." He then slithered off.

"But...! Aw..." Feathers said, his ears drooping, and he sat on a couch with his friends.

"Gee, this couch is comfy," Ezrah said.

"Yeah," Edward said. "Still a creepy place, though. I wonder if..." He then noticed a light in the other room. "Oh, there's something inside the room."

"Let's check it out!" Ezrah said, and the two approached the room.

"No, no, guys!" Feathers cried. "Slither said to stay here!" But they disappeared in the light, as he started to panic. "Oh, this is bad, this is bad, this is bad, this is bad! I gotta get them out of here!"

Feathers ran to the room. That room happens to be the ballroom, filled with everyone in costumes. Some dressed as werewolves, others as vampires, or monsters of any kind. Some kids were seen dressed as wizards. Feathers panicked as he searched around for Ezrah and Edward, and he yelped at seeing a witch. His eyes narrow frantically. "Where are they? Ezrah, Edward, Slither, where are you?!" He ran around the room. He yelped at seeing dancing skeletons. A couple of ghosts flew by as he screamed. He ran but then tripped as he fell into a large bucket with a splash, his legs kicking.

"Feathers!" A voice called, and a pair of hands pulled Feathers out of the bucket. It was Ezrah. "Feathers, are you alright?" He noticed the apple stuck inside Feathers' beak. "Awesome, Feathers," he smiled as he hit Feathers' back to pop the apple out. "That's one way to grab an apple from the bucket."

Feathers coughed and saw Ezrah. "Ezrah! Edward's missing! We gotta find him!"

Edward came in the room. "Ezrah, you should see how well he decorated the bathroom," he said gleefully.

"Edward! Oh, I was so worried," Feathers said. "Old Bearwood didn't curse you guys, did he?!"

Ezrah laughed. "Feathers, we had it all wrong. Old Bearwood is a good fellow, just like Slither said. Come on, I'll show you." He took Feathers to a picture of Slither Scale with a bear wearing a fedora and a checkered shirt. "Slither wouldn't be friends with a scary monster, would he?"

Feathers looked at the picture. "Huh, I guess not."

"Come get some nice treats, everyone!" A voice rang out.

Feathers saw Old Bearwood, the bear in a wizard outfit pushing a cart full of cookies, candy apples and many treats, with Slither carrying buckets of candy.

"Plenty of candy for everyone," Slither said.

"And some nice candy apples for everyone," Old Bearwood said as Ezrah, Edward and the other kids grab some treats. He then noticed Feathers. "Oh, you must be Feathers. Slither told me all about you."

Feathers then felt shy but then approached him. "Uh, h-hello," he said as he took a cookie. "I, er, I'm impressed with how scary the place looked, all the decorations."

"Halloween is my favorite time of night," Old Bearwood said. "I do enjoy a good night, entertaining children and giving out treats. What good is Halloween without a scare?"

Feathers pondered and said, "Point taken."

"You see, Feathers?" Slither asked. "It is important to learn not to judge someone by appearance, let alone a place by its looks."

Feathers' ears droop as he felt embarrassed. "I guess you're right, Slither. I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry, my boy. I just want you to have fun for this Halloween party, and stay out of trouble."

Feathers then grinned. "Thank you, sir."

"Come on, Feathers, let's party!" Ezrah said.

The party had gone on for a while, from music to dancing, even games. Feathers and Edward watched Ezrah struggle to catch an apple with his mouth, before he caught it.

"Way to go, Ezrah," Feathers said.

"Awesome, dude!" Edward cheered.

Ezrah gave a thumbs up, and the apple slipped out of his mouth as they flinched, but then laughed.

Later, everyone headed home when it was getting late. Feathers and Slither returned home, as Feathers had taken his costume off and put on his sweater, and he placed his bucket full of candy on the dining table. "That was the best Halloween ever," he said. "And you were right, sir. Old Bearwood was a good fellow."

"I'm glad you had a great time at his mansion," Slither said with a warm smile. "Like I said, appearances can be deceiving."

"I understand, sir. I wonder if we'll visit him again next year? He might do better at scaring me and my friends with his decorations."

Slither chuckled at this. "Let's get some rest, it's almost ten o'clock."

Feathers yawned. "Yeah, I am pretty tired. Happy Halloween, Slither."

"You too, my boy."

The two headed off to bed for a good night's sleep.