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and is inspired by this picture. HAPPY HALLOWEEN! ","writing":"Another princess costume. Coriander mumbled to herself about how her mother seemed obsessed with making her wear girly clothes. The whole bra talk was bad enough, but she had to fight hard just to keep herself with pairs of pants over all the skirts thrown at her. And now, on halloween again, she'd been given another pretty pink princess costume. Obviously she'd trade it with Cain, but he'd worn stuff like that already. \n\n``Have a lovely day, honey,'' Her mother said as she hopped out of the car. Twenty minutes till classes started, giving her just enough time to hang out with her friend before needing to pay attention to schoolwork. Not two steps from the car did it honk at her. ``Honey, I said have a lovely day.''\n\n``You too, mom,'' Cori muttered through gritted teeth and a hunched back. If it was this bad today, Halloween costume day was going to be much worse. Morning embarrassment aside, she headed indoors to find her best friend. The sensitive cougar boy who was currently being harassed by the terrible trio: Jud, Frank, and Bob.\n\n``I told you to apologize,'' Jud commanded with a grin. The moose had a tall stature and an ego to match it, throwing his weight around wherever he could. Frank the wolf snickered behind him, shoulders high as if he were always crouching. Bob had yet to fully pop his head from his shell, but the turtle had a note from his doctor on why. At least, that's what he claimed. Cori figured it was because he didn't want his face to get whalloped. \n\nCain's shoulders dug into the lockers, as if he could meld into the metal the more he pushed. ``But...but I did,'' He muttered, face to the floor, ``Your books are still on the floor. Class will start soon if you don't-''\n\nJud's hand smacked the locker next to the cowering cougar, ``You dropped them, pussy. So pick them up. And while you're at it, kiss my shoes.''\n\n``And call him the glorious and ever lasting Judith, child of wonder,'' Coriander lavishly teased, slipping between the two boys, ``Or how about his actual title? The loser who gets his kicks out of scaring others. Halloween's in two weeks, Jud. Can't wait that long?'' She plastered an L across her forehead with her hand and stuck out her tongue. \n\nJud sneered, ``And look at you, the pussy's got his little traitor to save him. Bad enough a girl has to step in, but a deer? You know they don't mix.'' Frank rolled his eyes but said nothing to his friend's speciesism. \n\n``Like your mom isn't hanging around fangs late at night.'' Judd grabbed her shirt collar in response, his face white in rage. \n\n``If you weren't a girl-''\n\n``Stop pretending like that's what's stopping you, coward.'' She stuck out her tongue, ``You keep calling my buddy a fearful little cat, but he's braver than any of you three.'' \n\nThe trio smiled, holding back their chuckles before letting it burst out loud. ``Right. Little pussy Cain's a brave boy,'' Jud laughed.\n\n``Yeah, braver than you,'' She repeated, ``Bet he can prove it on Halloween.'' \n\nCain brushed up against her sleeve, ``Cori. We don't need to-''\n\n``How?'' Jud interrupted, ``He gonna scare me silly?'' \n\nThere was an idea. Coriander smiled, ``The old Johnson house, eight PM on Halloween. Whoever lasts the longest wins.'' Everyone, save for herself and Jud, went wide-eyed. All the kids knew of the old Johnson house, a rickety fenced in decrepit home that had managed to sell, but never torn down either. Rumors of why perpetuated amongst all the kids. Ghosts of the former residents wandered the halls, wailing out for their killers or for old man Johnson's last rights. Vampires crawled through the basement, licking the blood that dripped from the walls. Heads in the attic, unmarked graves, the rumors went on and on. \n\nWhatever the case, it was the perfect place to test one's fears. Jud eyed Cain cowering behind Cori, then smiled, ``Loser wears pink the rest of the year.'' \n\n``Sure. Pink would look good on you.'' And Cain, but she had no intention of losing. Jud's hand tried to squeeze hers as they shook on it, but she squeezed right back. ``Hope you like pink, Jud.'' \n\nCain was less than enthusiastic when the boys left. ``Why'd you do that?'' He asked, ``Halloween at the Johnson's? Are you insane? What about...what about trick-or-treating?'' She could tell he had another problem to say, but refused to talk about it. His eyes were always shifty when he didn't want to talk about something. \n\n``Your dad has a stockpile anyway,'' She said, gently nudging his chest, ``Besides, wouldn't seeing Jud in pink the rest of the year be the best trick?'' \n\n``I mean...I don't really care what Jud wears. Just that he'd leave me alone.'' He stared at the floor, bunching his fists up. ``I just, maybe if I was more manly I could stand up to him. He's just such a...a...''\n\n``Ass.''\n\nHis ears wilted, ``Cori!'' Cain caught his mouth before he shouted further, ``You can't just swear like that,'' The cougar whispered. \n\nShe rolled her eyes. ``Doesn't make me wrong,'' She answered, wrapping her arm around his neck, ``But enough about Jud. What did you get for Halloween this year? You told your dad you wanted to be a doctor right?'' \n\n``Yeah...I did. And like always he,'' Cain sighed, ``He decided to make it a scary costume.''\n\n``Scary how? Blood splotches? Mad scientist?'' \n\n``It's all black,'' He muttered. ``And it has this weird mask that shapes into a beak. He says it's accurate to what doctor's used to wear. Calls it a plague doctor costume.'' \n\n``Really? Sounds awesome. Wanna swap again this year?'' \n\nHe stopped nodding halfway, ``W-Wait, again? But, Jud and his friends will see and I can't-''\n\n``You can't what? Prove you're braver than them?'' She put both hands on his shoulders, staring him right in his blue eyes. They were so cute when nervous, ``Cain. When we were younger, the boys stayed away from me because of stupid things like cooties. You didn't, because you said they weren't real. When we traded two years ago, you walked around that neighborhood as the happiest princess ever.'' And cutest, but she didn't want that to slip. ``Do you know of any other boy that would do that? I can already bet that Jud and his lackeys are just gonna try and look badass, edgy or cool.''\n\n``You swore again.''\n\n``That's not the point. The point is, they'd never wear a girl costume. But you would, and that's already making you braver. Now, you in a girl costume outlasting them in a creepy house? They'd never share it! They'd be laughing stocks.''\n\nCain's ears faultured, ``Just seems risky. What kind of costume did you get anyway?'' \n\nCoriander smiled. A small devilish smile that had her friend gulp in anxiety. ``It's a surprise, Cain.'' She didn't give him any hints throughout the day, because she had no idea. Clearly her princess costume wasn't good enough for this dare. No, to show these boys how brave Cain was, she needed to find the girliest of girly outfits for him. This lead her to do some browsing when she got home, searching through all the pink and pretty costumes that'd spark her interest. \n\nPlenty were more revealing than she expected. From short skirted nurses, to pink chaps for cowgirls. As her father complained, sex sells, and if it weren't for Cori's imagination putting her best friend in this outfits she might be a little repulsed. ``Oh, that's the one.'' She thumbed through her drawer and grabbed the paper where she'd written both her father's and mother's credit card information. For emergencies only, of course. ``Yeah. I like that.''\n\n***\n\n``Cori...'' Cain shivered as the winds pelted his fur. The costume she swapped with him offered no protection from the elements, or from ongoing eyes as they marched down the street. Pink see-through cloth draped down his face, while opaque strips of the same color wrapped around his chest and hung loose from his legs, so far down that his hips were exposed to the elements. ``Did your mom really pick this...'' He eyed it down again, noting how his stomach was exposed and the breeze seeping through his legs, ``Costume? It seems really...grown up.''\n\n``Totally.'' Cori's voice echoed from her mask. He couldn't read the deer's expression from the thick beak hiding her face. Part of him knew something was fishy about this `belly-dancer' costume she'd traded with him. Her mother was too formal to have Cori walking around with her belly exposed. \n\nNot that it stopped his lips from curling upon seeing it. Was it embarrassing? Of course, the stares and whispers of other trick-or-treaters rattled in his ears as they passed. Cori told him to hurry when he lagged behind, bogged down by the thoughts. She even joked about getting a leash to have him keep up. \n\nThe reaction had him hunched for a few minutes. \n\nCoriander pulled off the plague doctor outfit better than he did. Her back stood straight in the dark stitched outfit, giving her an intimidating posture that made silence all the more numbing whenever she turned to him. There were moments when his friend slipped through, a laugh or joke. But when she was quiet, and her head tilted, he shivered more. Her eyes were too hidden behind the glasses in the mask, impossible to know how she was looking at him. \n\nHis heart pumped furiously every time she looked at him. \n\nJud and Bob were waiting at the front gate of the old Johnson house. Jud had chains hanging from his antlers, while he'd painted his face stark white with black lipstick, and wore black torn clothes as though he'd crawled out from the grave.\n\nOne sneering look from the moose had Cain's spine freeze up. ``Starting early?'' Jud chuckled, elbowing Bobby in his flame painted shell. Cain huddled behind Cori, as if her frame could hide his exposed form to the bullies. \n\n``We're just proving you right.'' Cori pulled him forward, ``I mean, look at Cain. He's wearing someone he enjoys. Meanwhile I can already tell how much Bobby hates the skull painting on his face. You guys know that Halloween isn't just about being scary, right?'' \n\n``As if. What's the point of the holiday if not to be cool or scary looking? Right Bobby?'' The turtle took a second to nod in his shell, much to Jud's chagrin if his grimace was anything. ``Not to be some stupid belly dancer.''\n\n``Well he's not just a bellydancer. He's an assassin.'' Everyone blinked at that. ``What? Is it not obvious?'' She poked her cane against the moose's shirt, ``I mean, what's scarier than an assassin that lulls you into a false sense of security? One minute you're enjoying a nice dance. Next you have a cloth strangling you. Perfect trap.''\n\nJud crossed his arms and snorted, ``Right. As if a guy in a dress would distract me.''\n\n``It's already working. You keep bringing it up. Bet you're blushing behind that facepaint.'' Jud's scowl had no effect on Cori. Thanks to the mask, no one could see how she reacted to their threats. ``So, are we waiting on Frank?''\n\n``Frank's not coming.'' His eyes shifted at the remark, ``He got grounded. So it's just us four. Still scared?''\n\n``Not at all.''\n\n``Wasn't talkin to you.'' Jud turned to Cain, his grin magnifying the black clown makeup across his face. ``Talkin to the pussy.''\n\nHe was. Every strand of fur across his body stood and told Cain to head for the hills. This was a dumb idea anyway. They should have been spending their halloween trick-or-treating like regular kids. How many of these would they have left? Cori clasped his hand, her glove holding him tight. ``You can do this,'' She whispered. For a brief moment, he swore he saw her eyes behind the lenses. Caring, confident, and there for him. \n\n``No,'' He said to Jud, ``I'm not s-scared at all.''\n\nThe old Johnson house was separated by a brick wall and a rusty gate that hung crooked. Metal screeched as the four kids snuck through the gap, careful not to rip any of their costumes. Upclose it felt as though the house was staring down at him. Its arches leaned forward, wood cracked and splintered across the withered porch, watching over a yard strewn with weeds and patches of dirt. \n\nCain gulped down his fear as they crept up the front, each step squeaking under their weight. Ghosts weren't real, he told himself, and neither were vampires. Still he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. That every noise made was an alarm for those hidden in the night. \n\nThe main foyer carried a layer of dust so thick they could see it with flashlights. The furniture dotting the ground floor reminded him of his grandparent's home, but with less care and more cobwebs lining up the sides. ``Bet you this is where the ghosts wait,'' Jud whispered in a low voice, ``They stare at the door and watch. Once they see the perfect victim in their home, they creep around behind them and,'' one hand slammed against his back, ``Catch them!'' \n\nHe leapt forward, yelping as he collided with the floor. Jud and Bobby's laughter echoed through the creaking walls. Cori helped him up, even though Cain would have felt more comfortable curling up into a ball and sinking into the floor. ``Resorting to cheating already? You guys must really be worried about losing.'' \n\n``It's Halloween, birdface. It's supposed to be scary.''\n\n``And you're supposed to be smart, Bobby. Is birdface really the best insult you can come up with?''\n\nJud interposed himself between them, ``Bobby's too nice to say what he really thinks of you, butch.'' \n\n``Excuse me?'' \n\n``Oh you heard me, butch. Everyone in school sees it. You're more of a boy than your friend ever will be.'' The moose leaned against the decrepit wooden stairs, ``Maybe if you hung out with a real man you'd-''\n\n``I already found one,'' Cori said, clasping Cain close, ``And he's not afraid to wear pink.'' He blushed at that, earning more chuckles from the two other boys. A rattling echoed upstairs before they could continue. Jud aimed his flashlight to the ceiling.\n\n``Must be old man Johnson,'' He whispered, ``Hauling out his dead wife.'' \n\n``His dead wife?'' Cain asked with a shaking voice.\n\nThe moose boy nodded, ``Ever wonder why it was really abandoned?'' Cain had heard plenty of rumors, but fear had gripped his focus on Jud's words. ``They say, back in the great depression, Old Man Johnson found his wife unfaithful. Apparently she'd been sharing kisses with another man. A rich tiger who had lost most of his fortune in the crash.'' He found himself following Jud up the stairs, entranced by the story. ``Now, Johnson thought his wife was faithful, a good doe. But this tiger wanted her, and she him. So even when his fortunes fell, they still snuck about. Making him a...a...dang it, what's the word?''\n\n``Cuck.'' \n\nJud nodded, ``Thanks, Bobby. Yeah, a cuck. Men don't like it when their wives are unfaithful, and Johnson had suspicions. So one day, he pretended to leave to find work. He hid back inside the toolshed outback and waited for any sign of this former rich man to come knockin. When he saw that man ring his bell, and his wife embrace the stranger in open arms, that's when he felt the thick handle of his axe in his hands.''\n\nCain imagined the ordeal as though he were watching an old black and white movie. The tired and faithful husband, watching his wife entertain another man. The heft of his footsteps as he'd march toward the house, axe in hand and mind focused on one thing only. Was he silent up the very steps they walked up? He had to have been. ``W-What happened next?''\n\n``Cain...''\n\n``He listened,'' Jud whispered, ``Waited until they were good and ready. Then he crept up these stairs, all nice and quiet like.'' The moose's hands pressed against Cain's shoulders, breath crawling down his neck, ``There's even a streak across the wall where he dragged the knife. Take a look.'' Against his better judgement, he did. There was a thin line over the handrail, broken up to bits as if a knife dug into it at random. No, Cain shook his head. It couldn't be a knife, there had to be hundreds if not thousands of reasons for the mark. But everything he thought of led back to the image of old man Johnson dragging his blade up the stairs.\n\nCori pushed Jud off, ``Stop it. You're scaring him.'' Her protection felt more emasculating than anything else. The bully chuckled and shrugged, repeating that he was only telling the tale. ``Yeah, and we had enough of it. Now come on, that noise isn't gonna check itself.'' \n\nThe rattling grew louder, like a squeaking bed. Cori kept close but all he wanted to do was run down the stairs and never come back to this accursed place. Reaching the top, they found several doors with only one making any racket behind it. Jud and Bobby lined up to the side of it, like they were soldiers in a tactical shooter. ``You two ready?'' He asked, hand on the knob. Cori nodded, Cain couldn't even move his head. With a single twist, the door slipped open.\n\nA figure with a knife jumped out, ``Where's my wife!'' It screamed. Cain froze in place. Every thought in his mind screamed to run, his heartbeat drowning out everything else, but his legs became lead from the weight of fear piled atop him. The figure wore black, enough to meld into the shadows with ragged cuts along their sleeves. Not...not the depression era clothes of Mr. Johnson. \n\nHe blinked, hands and butt on the floor now as he noticed the knife wasn't even real. Laughter boomed through the house, most of it from Jud as he high-fived the figure. ``I told ya it'd be worth it!'' He shouted.\n\nBobby pointed at Cain, ``Kitty looks like he's gonna piss himself!'' Blushing, Cain turned down to check, only for more laughter to ensure when he did so. ``Who's the brave cat now, Cori?'' Silence followed, ``Cori?''\n\nThe deer was nowhere to be seen. Cain looked high and low, but his friend had all but vanished, as if she was never there. ``She must have ran off,'' Jud reasoned, ``Figured she'd be the hard one to scare. Dumb girl thinks she's so cool. She'll never live this down.'' He grinned at Cain's meager position, ``How's it feel to be friends with a coward?''\n\nCain's hands balled into fists. ``Take that back,'' He growled.\n\nJud blinked, ``What did you say?''\n\n``She's not a coward. Take it back.''\n\nJud turned to his two friends, then back to Cain. ``Dude, she ran out at the first sign of danger. She's a coward and she definitely doesn't care about you. Really, you shouldn't be hanging out with her. She's making you less of a man.'' \n\n``Yeah,'' Frank spoke up, pulling away his mask, ``Real men don't do what others tell them to do.''\n\nJud pushed the wolf, ``Shut up, Frank, I'm talking.'' Frank responded by hanging his head like he'd spoken out of turn, ``Anyway, stick with me and I'll show you what it's like to be a real man.''\n\nCain batted away Jud's offer without a second thought. ``What's a real man? A jerk who treats his friends like crap? A bully who makes it his day to day to haunt me because I like the color pink? If being a real man is that, then I don't wanna be one.'' With his fists clenched, he stood up and faced Jud in the eyes, ``Now apologize for what you said about Cori.''\n\n``Or what?'' Jud sneered, ``You gonna hit me? Bitch?'' Cain didn't want to. It'd be talk of the town for a cougar to hit a stag. But damn if he wasn't going to do something. Neither stared away from each other, eyes locked in combat. ``Well, I'm waiting.''\n\nSomething crashed in another room, followed by a scream. The boys all turned their heads to the noise, but each went in different directions. ``Somebody help! He's going to kill me!'' It was Cori. \n\nJud laughed, ``Won't fall for it, Cori. Frank here already did it.'' The wolf nodded, though he didn't look as sincere in agreement.\n\nA second crash rattled their ears. ``He's got an axe! Someone help!'' \n\n``Nice try. You can't honestly believe-'' An axe blade cracked through the door at the end of the hall. Jud fell back on his ass, face whiter than his paint allowed. In a blink, he and his gang were down the stairs and out the house, silently screaming into the night. Cain found himself at the cracked door, slamming it open without a thought. \n\nHe didn't know what to do. He wasn't even sure if he could take any killer. But his body took action well before his mind. Darkness covered the room, but he could make out enough movement to see the madman. ``Cori, run!'' He screamed, jumping forward to tackle the lunatic. ``I'll hold him, just get out of here!'' \n\n``Cain let go!'' \n\n``I'll-what?'' He blinked into the night. Getting off the psycho, he shined his flashlight to find Cori without her beak mask on, except now carrying an axe. ``Cori?'' He said as if he couldn't believe his eyes. ``What...what are you doing?''\n\n``Winning the bet, duh.'' She tossed the weapon aside.\n\n``Where did you get the axe?!'' \n\n``My dad's shed.''\n\n``You say that like you can just take it.'' \n\nShe shrugged. ``He won't notice.''\n\nOf all the stupid and reckless things. ``Was this your plan? Why didn't you tell me you were going to scare Jud?'' \n\n``It seemed obvious.''\n\n``But why didn't you tell me?''\n\nCori sighed, ``You're not the best at keeping secrets when they don't relate to you, Cain. I knew Jud would try to cheat, so I planned something of my own. Saw the perfect moment to disappear when Frank made his move.''\n\n``You still could have told me,'' Cain grumbled, hands digging into the sheer dancer leggings, ``I was really scared for you.''\n\n``Yeah,'' She smiled, hands behind her back as she stood face to face with him. ``You were. Heck, when those boys ran down the stairs, you went straight into danger. Kind of stupid of you.''\n\nHer lips pressed against his before he could answer. ``But I can't say I didn't like it. And my hero should get a reward.'' Her tongue slipped into his mouth, nestling against his own as their breaths mixed. Cain shivered, but not with fear. His body tensed with a warm feeling, and his cock strained against the soft fabrics of his costume. Cori grabbed his flashlight and snuffed it out, leaving them in darkness save for the lights shining through the windows. \n\nCain felt the ground meet him, with Cori's hand holding him steady to soak the blow. Fingers trailed down his body, taking special attention to twirl and prod his nipples underneath before slipping the sash away. ``Can I touch these?'' She asked, breathy voice burning with desire. \n\nHe nodded, forgetting they were in darkness. ``Y-Yeah, you can touch them.'' \n\n``And this?'' Her hand braced the tent in his crotch, leading him to gasp. Her giggle didn't weaken his erection. ``Can I touch this?''\n\n``You...you can touch me.'' Cain smiled, face burning red. If only she could see his face. If only he could see hers. Cori's answers came with her hot wet tongue dragging across his nipple, the other tweaked between two of her fingers. He trembled and moaned, fighting instincts to run from pleasure and sinking to his best friend's touch. He yelped at her bite. A soft nip, but surprising all the same. \n\nHis erection flopped free as she pulled his pants down. Her hand was cold, wrapping around his hot blooded rod nice and tight. ``So that's how it feels.''\n\n``W-What?''\n\n``Well when people say hard, I thought like rocks. But I can squeeze this.'' She clenched down to prove her point, earning some soft moans from Cain. ``Not all the way, but it's not what I expected.''\n\n``I-I'm still growing and-'' \n\nHer lips silenced him. ``Cain. I'm not disappointed, silly.'' Cori carefully pumped up and down his cock in her hold, nestling his soft barbs to make him squeal and shudder with each little movement. While he couldn't see her, Cain heard the deer's sharp breathing, the subtle moans from a bitten lip, and felt the shaking in her body pressed against him. \n\n``I...damn it.'' She got off of him. Something was tossed to the side of the room, and a new scent wafted in the air. It wasn't pleasant, and yet his cock grew harder at it. ``I need you to lick what comes next. Can you do that?''\n\n``Y-Yeah, I can-'' Something wet and fleshy propped against his head, pushing him down against the floor. His nose and mouth were filled with the scent and its taste, the primal urge swelling inside him as her weight pressed against him. His tongue brushed up, lapping against whatever she had before him.\n\n``J-Just like that. A little up,'' Cori stuttered. Both hands grabbed his cock now, one pumping the shaft, the other switching between teasing his head or balls. He wasn't sure if it was her handiwork, the weight against him, her directions, or some combination of all three, but Cain knew he'd never been so erect. Even when masturbaiting at home. \n\nHe didn't stop as pleasure surged through him. One spurt, then another, and another. Cori pumped him through each until he had nothing more to give. She wasn't done though, turning around to give him a few precious seconds of air before clamping back down and holding his head tight against her. ``Come on. Come on. Use that rough tongue.'' He lapped as hard as he could, where he could, determined to make her happy.\n\nShe swore again, and slumped off of him. Cain took one fresh breath of air, his lips and tongue covered in her juices as he stared up into the darkness. A flashlight was shown into his face, then propped up beside him to give the room illumination. \n\n``So,'' Cori said, laying beside him. ``How did you like your reward?'' \n\nHe turned to her smiling face and blushed, ``I liked it a lot. But don't scare me like that again.''\n\nCori brought her finger to his nose, pressed it, and said, ``Boop. No promises.'' Cain knew that was as best as he was going to get. They stayed in the house until midnight, playing other games to keep themselves occupied. Jud and his gang were nowhere to be seen when they got out, leaving Cain to be bitter that they didn't go trick-or-treating. The next day at school, the moose, to his embarrassment, showed up with a pink shirt. When asked why, he did tell tales of how the Johnson house was haunted, swearing he heard the moans of Johnson's wife behind the walls.\n\nHe had to hide his blush for the rest of the year.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Another princess costume. Coriander mumbled to herself about how her mother seemed obsessed with making her wear girly clothes. The whole bra talk was bad enough, but she had to fight hard just to keep herself with pairs of pants over all the skirts thrown at her. And now, on halloween again, she'd been given another pretty pink princess costume. Obviously she'd trade it with Cain, but he'd worn stuff like that already.

``Have a lovely day, honey,'' Her mother said as she hopped out of the car. Twenty minutes till classes started, giving her just enough time to hang out with her friend before needing to pay attention to schoolwork. Not two steps from the car did it honk at her. ``Honey, I said have a lovely day.''

``You too, mom,'' Cori muttered through gritted teeth and a hunched back. If it was this bad today, Halloween costume day was going to be much worse. Morning embarrassment aside, she headed indoors to find her best friend. The sensitive cougar boy who was currently being harassed by the terrible trio: Jud, Frank, and Bob.

``I told you to apologize,'' Jud commanded with a grin. The moose had a tall stature and an ego to match it, throwing his weight around wherever he could. Frank the wolf snickered behind him, shoulders high as if he were always crouching. Bob had yet to fully pop his head from his shell, but the turtle had a note from his doctor on why. At least, that's what he claimed. Cori figured it was because he didn't want his face to get whalloped.

Cain's shoulders dug into the lockers, as if he could meld into the metal the more he pushed. ``But...but I did,'' He muttered, face to the floor, ``Your books are still on the floor. Class will start soon if you don't-''

Jud's hand smacked the locker next to the cowering cougar, ``You dropped them, pussy. So pick them up. And while you're at it, kiss my shoes.''

``And call him the glorious and ever lasting Judith, child of wonder,'' Coriander lavishly teased, slipping between the two boys, ``Or how about his actual title? The loser who gets his kicks out of scaring others. Halloween's in two weeks, Jud. Can't wait that long?'' She plastered an L across her forehead with her hand and stuck out her tongue.

Jud sneered, ``And look at you, the pussy's got his little traitor to save him. Bad enough a girl has to step in, but a deer? You know they don't mix.'' Frank rolled his eyes but said nothing to his friend's speciesism.

``Like your mom isn't hanging around fangs late at night.'' Judd grabbed her shirt collar in response, his face white in rage.

``If you weren't a girl-''

``Stop pretending like that's what's stopping you, coward.'' She stuck out her tongue, ``You keep calling my buddy a fearful little cat, but he's braver than any of you three.''

The trio smiled, holding back their chuckles before letting it burst out loud. ``Right. Little pussy Cain's a brave boy,'' Jud laughed.

``Yeah, braver than you,'' She repeated, ``Bet he can prove it on Halloween.''

Cain brushed up against her sleeve, ``Cori. We don't need to-''

``How?'' Jud interrupted, ``He gonna scare me silly?''

There was an idea. Coriander smiled, ``The old Johnson house, eight PM on Halloween. Whoever lasts the longest wins.'' Everyone, save for herself and Jud, went wide-eyed. All the kids knew of the old Johnson house, a rickety fenced in decrepit home that had managed to sell, but never torn down either. Rumors of why perpetuated amongst all the kids. Ghosts of the former residents wandered the halls, wailing out for their killers or for old man Johnson's last rights. Vampires crawled through the basement, licking the blood that dripped from the walls. Heads in the attic, unmarked graves, the rumors went on and on.

Whatever the case, it was the perfect place to test one's fears. Jud eyed Cain cowering behind Cori, then smiled, ``Loser wears pink the rest of the year.''

``Sure. Pink would look good on you.'' And Cain, but she had no intention of losing. Jud's hand tried to squeeze hers as they shook on it, but she squeezed right back. ``Hope you like pink, Jud.''

Cain was less than enthusiastic when the boys left. ``Why'd you do that?'' He asked, ``Halloween at the Johnson's? Are you insane? What about...what about trick-or-treating?'' She could tell he had another problem to say, but refused to talk about it. His eyes were always shifty when he didn't want to talk about something.

``Your dad has a stockpile anyway,'' She said, gently nudging his chest, ``Besides, wouldn't seeing Jud in pink the rest of the year be the best trick?''

``I mean...I don't really care what Jud wears. Just that he'd leave me alone.'' He stared at the floor, bunching his fists up. ``I just, maybe if I was more manly I could stand up to him. He's just such a...a...''

``Ass.''

His ears wilted, ``Cori!'' Cain caught his mouth before he shouted further, ``You can't just swear like that,'' The cougar whispered.

She rolled her eyes. ``Doesn't make me wrong,'' She answered, wrapping her arm around his neck, ``But enough about Jud. What did you get for Halloween this year? You told your dad you wanted to be a doctor right?''

``Yeah...I did. And like always he,'' Cain sighed, ``He decided to make it a scary costume.''

``Scary how? Blood splotches? Mad scientist?''

``It's all black,'' He muttered. ``And it has this weird mask that shapes into a beak. He says it's accurate to what doctor's used to wear. Calls it a plague doctor costume.''

``Really? Sounds awesome. Wanna swap again this year?''

He stopped nodding halfway, ``W-Wait, again? But, Jud and his friends will see and I can't-''

``You can't what? Prove you're braver than them?'' She put both hands on his shoulders, staring him right in his blue eyes. They were so cute when nervous, ``Cain. When we were younger, the boys stayed away from me because of stupid things like cooties. You didn't, because you said they weren't real. When we traded two years ago, you walked around that neighborhood as the happiest princess ever.'' And cutest, but she didn't want that to slip. ``Do you know of any other boy that would do that? I can already bet that Jud and his lackeys are just gonna try and look badass, edgy or cool.''

``You swore again.''

``That's not the point. The point is, they'd never wear a girl costume. But you would, and that's already making you braver. Now, you in a girl costume outlasting them in a creepy house? They'd never share it! They'd be laughing stocks.''

Cain's ears faultured, ``Just seems risky. What kind of costume did you get anyway?''

Coriander smiled. A small devilish smile that had her friend gulp in anxiety. ``It's a surprise, Cain.'' She didn't give him any hints throughout the day, because she had no idea. Clearly her princess costume wasn't good enough for this dare. No, to show these boys how brave Cain was, she needed to find the girliest of girly outfits for him. This lead her to do some browsing when she got home, searching through all the pink and pretty costumes that'd spark her interest.

Plenty were more revealing than she expected. From short skirted nurses, to pink chaps for cowgirls. As her father complained, sex sells, and if it weren't for Cori's imagination putting her best friend in this outfits she might be a little repulsed. ``Oh, that's the one.'' She thumbed through her drawer and grabbed the paper where she'd written both her father's and mother's credit card information. For emergencies only, of course. ``Yeah. I like that.''

***

``Cori...'' Cain shivered as the winds pelted his fur. The costume she swapped with him offered no protection from the elements, or from ongoing eyes as they marched down the street. Pink see-through cloth draped down his face, while opaque strips of the same color wrapped around his chest and hung loose from his legs, so far down that his hips were exposed to the elements. ``Did your mom really pick this...'' He eyed it down again, noting how his stomach was exposed and the breeze seeping through his legs, ``Costume? It seems really...grown up.''

``Totally.'' Cori's voice echoed from her mask. He couldn't read the deer's expression from the thick beak hiding her face. Part of him knew something was fishy about this `belly-dancer' costume she'd traded with him. Her mother was too formal to have Cori walking around with her belly exposed.

Not that it stopped his lips from curling upon seeing it. Was it embarrassing? Of course, the stares and whispers of other trick-or-treaters rattled in his ears as they passed. Cori told him to hurry when he lagged behind, bogged down by the thoughts. She even joked about getting a leash to have him keep up.

The reaction had him hunched for a few minutes.

Coriander pulled off the plague doctor outfit better than he did. Her back stood straight in the dark stitched outfit, giving her an intimidating posture that made silence all the more numbing whenever she turned to him. There were moments when his friend slipped through, a laugh or joke. But when she was quiet, and her head tilted, he shivered more. Her eyes were too hidden behind the glasses in the mask, impossible to know how she was looking at him.

His heart pumped furiously every time she looked at him.

Jud and Bob were waiting at the front gate of the old Johnson house. Jud had chains hanging from his antlers, while he'd painted his face stark white with black lipstick, and wore black torn clothes as though he'd crawled out from the grave.

One sneering look from the moose had Cain's spine freeze up. ``Starting early?'' Jud chuckled, elbowing Bobby in his flame painted shell. Cain huddled behind Cori, as if her frame could hide his exposed form to the bullies.

``We're just proving you right.'' Cori pulled him forward, ``I mean, look at Cain. He's wearing someone he enjoys. Meanwhile I can already tell how much Bobby hates the skull painting on his face. You guys know that Halloween isn't just about being scary, right?''

``As if. What's the point of the holiday if not to be cool or scary looking? Right Bobby?'' The turtle took a second to nod in his shell, much to Jud's chagrin if his grimace was anything. ``Not to be some stupid belly dancer.''

``Well he's not just a bellydancer. He's an assassin.'' Everyone blinked at that. ``What? Is it not obvious?'' She poked her cane against the moose's shirt, ``I mean, what's scarier than an assassin that lulls you into a false sense of security? One minute you're enjoying a nice dance. Next you have a cloth strangling you. Perfect trap.''

Jud crossed his arms and snorted, ``Right. As if a guy in a dress would distract me.''

``It's already working. You keep bringing it up. Bet you're blushing behind that facepaint.'' Jud's scowl had no effect on Cori. Thanks to the mask, no one could see how she reacted to their threats. ``So, are we waiting on Frank?''

``Frank's not coming.'' His eyes shifted at the remark, ``He got grounded. So it's just us four. Still scared?''

``Not at all.''

``Wasn't talkin to you.'' Jud turned to Cain, his grin magnifying the black clown makeup across his face. ``Talkin to the pussy.''

He was. Every strand of fur across his body stood and told Cain to head for the hills. This was a dumb idea anyway. They should have been spending their halloween trick-or-treating like regular kids. How many of these would they have left? Cori clasped his hand, her glove holding him tight. ``You can do this,'' She whispered. For a brief moment, he swore he saw her eyes behind the lenses. Caring, confident, and there for him.

``No,'' He said to Jud, ``I'm not s-scared at all.''

The old Johnson house was separated by a brick wall and a rusty gate that hung crooked. Metal screeched as the four kids snuck through the gap, careful not to rip any of their costumes. Upclose it felt as though the house was staring down at him. Its arches leaned forward, wood cracked and splintered across the withered porch, watching over a yard strewn with weeds and patches of dirt.

Cain gulped down his fear as they crept up the front, each step squeaking under their weight. Ghosts weren't real, he told himself, and neither were vampires. Still he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. That every noise made was an alarm for those hidden in the night.

The main foyer carried a layer of dust so thick they could see it with flashlights. The furniture dotting the ground floor reminded him of his grandparent's home, but with less care and more cobwebs lining up the sides. ``Bet you this is where the ghosts wait,'' Jud whispered in a low voice, ``They stare at the door and watch. Once they see the perfect victim in their home, they creep around behind them and,'' one hand slammed against his back, ``Catch them!''

He leapt forward, yelping as he collided with the floor. Jud and Bobby's laughter echoed through the creaking walls. Cori helped him up, even though Cain would have felt more comfortable curling up into a ball and sinking into the floor. ``Resorting to cheating already? You guys must really be worried about losing.''

``It's Halloween, birdface. It's supposed to be scary.''

``And you're supposed to be smart, Bobby. Is birdface really the best insult you can come up with?''

Jud interposed himself between them, ``Bobby's too nice to say what he really thinks of you, butch.''

``Excuse me?''

``Oh you heard me, butch. Everyone in school sees it. You're more of a boy than your friend ever will be.'' The moose leaned against the decrepit wooden stairs, ``Maybe if you hung out with a real man you'd-''

``I already found one,'' Cori said, clasping Cain close, ``And he's not afraid to wear pink.'' He blushed at that, earning more chuckles from the two other boys. A rattling echoed upstairs before they could continue. Jud aimed his flashlight to the ceiling.

``Must be old man Johnson,'' He whispered, ``Hauling out his dead wife.''

``His dead wife?'' Cain asked with a shaking voice.

The moose boy nodded, ``Ever wonder why it was really abandoned?'' Cain had heard plenty of rumors, but fear had gripped his focus on Jud's words. ``They say, back in the great depression, Old Man Johnson found his wife unfaithful. Apparently she'd been sharing kisses with another man. A rich tiger who had lost most of his fortune in the crash.'' He found himself following Jud up the stairs, entranced by the story. ``Now, Johnson thought his wife was faithful, a good doe. But this tiger wanted her, and she him. So even when his fortunes fell, they still snuck about. Making him a...a...dang it, what's the word?''

``Cuck.''

Jud nodded, ``Thanks, Bobby. Yeah, a cuck. Men don't like it when their wives are unfaithful, and Johnson had suspicions. So one day, he pretended to leave to find work. He hid back inside the toolshed outback and waited for any sign of this former rich man to come knockin. When he saw that man ring his bell, and his wife embrace the stranger in open arms, that's when he felt the thick handle of his axe in his hands.''

Cain imagined the ordeal as though he were watching an old black and white movie. The tired and faithful husband, watching his wife entertain another man. The heft of his footsteps as he'd march toward the house, axe in hand and mind focused on one thing only. Was he silent up the very steps they walked up? He had to have been. ``W-What happened next?''

``Cain...''

``He listened,'' Jud whispered, ``Waited until they were good and ready. Then he crept up these stairs, all nice and quiet like.'' The moose's hands pressed against Cain's shoulders, breath crawling down his neck, ``There's even a streak across the wall where he dragged the knife. Take a look.'' Against his better judgement, he did. There was a thin line over the handrail, broken up to bits as if a knife dug into it at random. No, Cain shook his head. It couldn't be a knife, there had to be hundreds if not thousands of reasons for the mark. But everything he thought of led back to the image of old man Johnson dragging his blade up the stairs.

Cori pushed Jud off, ``Stop it. You're scaring him.'' Her protection felt more emasculating than anything else. The bully chuckled and shrugged, repeating that he was only telling the tale. ``Yeah, and we had enough of it. Now come on, that noise isn't gonna check itself.''

The rattling grew louder, like a squeaking bed. Cori kept close but all he wanted to do was run down the stairs and never come back to this accursed place. Reaching the top, they found several doors with only one making any racket behind it. Jud and Bobby lined up to the side of it, like they were soldiers in a tactical shooter. ``You two ready?'' He asked, hand on the knob. Cori nodded, Cain couldn't even move his head. With a single twist, the door slipped open.

A figure with a knife jumped out, ``Where's my wife!'' It screamed. Cain froze in place. Every thought in his mind screamed to run, his heartbeat drowning out everything else, but his legs became lead from the weight of fear piled atop him. The figure wore black, enough to meld into the shadows with ragged cuts along their sleeves. Not...not the depression era clothes of Mr. Johnson.

He blinked, hands and butt on the floor now as he noticed the knife wasn't even real. Laughter boomed through the house, most of it from Jud as he high-fived the figure. ``I told ya it'd be worth it!'' He shouted.

Bobby pointed at Cain, ``Kitty looks like he's gonna piss himself!'' Blushing, Cain turned down to check, only for more laughter to ensure when he did so. ``Who's the brave cat now, Cori?'' Silence followed, ``Cori?''

The deer was nowhere to be seen. Cain looked high and low, but his friend had all but vanished, as if she was never there. ``She must have ran off,'' Jud reasoned, ``Figured she'd be the hard one to scare. Dumb girl thinks she's so cool. She'll never live this down.'' He grinned at Cain's meager position, ``How's it feel to be friends with a coward?''

Cain's hands balled into fists. ``Take that back,'' He growled.

Jud blinked, ``What did you say?''

``She's not a coward. Take it back.''

Jud turned to his two friends, then back to Cain. ``Dude, she ran out at the first sign of danger. She's a coward and she definitely doesn't care about you. Really, you shouldn't be hanging out with her. She's making you less of a man.''

``Yeah,'' Frank spoke up, pulling away his mask, ``Real men don't do what others tell them to do.''

Jud pushed the wolf, ``Shut up, Frank, I'm talking.'' Frank responded by hanging his head like he'd spoken out of turn, ``Anyway, stick with me and I'll show you what it's like to be a real man.''

Cain batted away Jud's offer without a second thought. ``What's a real man? A jerk who treats his friends like crap? A bully who makes it his day to day to haunt me because I like the color pink? If being a real man is that, then I don't wanna be one.'' With his fists clenched, he stood up and faced Jud in the eyes, ``Now apologize for what you said about Cori.''

``Or what?'' Jud sneered, ``You gonna hit me? Bitch?'' Cain didn't want to. It'd be talk of the town for a cougar to hit a stag. But damn if he wasn't going to do something. Neither stared away from each other, eyes locked in combat. ``Well, I'm waiting.''

Something crashed in another room, followed by a scream. The boys all turned their heads to the noise, but each went in different directions. ``Somebody help! He's going to kill me!'' It was Cori.

Jud laughed, ``Won't fall for it, Cori. Frank here already did it.'' The wolf nodded, though he didn't look as sincere in agreement.

A second crash rattled their ears. ``He's got an axe! Someone help!''

``Nice try. You can't honestly believe-'' An axe blade cracked through the door at the end of the hall. Jud fell back on his ass, face whiter than his paint allowed. In a blink, he and his gang were down the stairs and out the house, silently screaming into the night. Cain found himself at the cracked door, slamming it open without a thought.

He didn't know what to do. He wasn't even sure if he could take any killer. But his body took action well before his mind. Darkness covered the room, but he could make out enough movement to see the madman. ``Cori, run!'' He screamed, jumping forward to tackle the lunatic. ``I'll hold him, just get out of here!''

``Cain let go!''

``I'll-what?'' He blinked into the night. Getting off the psycho, he shined his flashlight to find Cori without her beak mask on, except now carrying an axe. ``Cori?'' He said as if he couldn't believe his eyes. ``What...what are you doing?''

``Winning the bet, duh.'' She tossed the weapon aside.

``Where did you get the axe?!''

``My dad's shed.''

``You say that like you can just take it.''

She shrugged. ``He won't notice.''

Of all the stupid and reckless things. ``Was this your plan? Why didn't you tell me you were going to scare Jud?''

``It seemed obvious.''

``But why didn't you tell me?''

Cori sighed, ``You're not the best at keeping secrets when they don't relate to you, Cain. I knew Jud would try to cheat, so I planned something of my own. Saw the perfect moment to disappear when Frank made his move.''

``You still could have told me,'' Cain grumbled, hands digging into the sheer dancer leggings, ``I was really scared for you.''

``Yeah,'' She smiled, hands behind her back as she stood face to face with him. ``You were. Heck, when those boys ran down the stairs, you went straight into danger. Kind of stupid of you.''

Her lips pressed against his before he could answer. ``But I can't say I didn't like it. And my hero should get a reward.'' Her tongue slipped into his mouth, nestling against his own as their breaths mixed. Cain shivered, but not with fear. His body tensed with a warm feeling, and his cock strained against the soft fabrics of his costume. Cori grabbed his flashlight and snuffed it out, leaving them in darkness save for the lights shining through the windows.

Cain felt the ground meet him, with Cori's hand holding him steady to soak the blow. Fingers trailed down his body, taking special attention to twirl and prod his nipples underneath before slipping the sash away. ``Can I touch these?'' She asked, breathy voice burning with desire.

He nodded, forgetting they were in darkness. ``Y-Yeah, you can touch them.''

``And this?'' Her hand braced the tent in his crotch, leading him to gasp. Her giggle didn't weaken his erection. ``Can I touch this?''

``You...you can touch me.'' Cain smiled, face burning red. If only she could see his face. If only he could see hers. Cori's answers came with her hot wet tongue dragging across his nipple, the other tweaked between two of her fingers. He trembled and moaned, fighting instincts to run from pleasure and sinking to his best friend's touch. He yelped at her bite. A soft nip, but surprising all the same.

His erection flopped free as she pulled his pants down. Her hand was cold, wrapping around his hot blooded rod nice and tight. ``So that's how it feels.''

``W-What?''

``Well when people say hard, I thought like rocks. But I can squeeze this.'' She clenched down to prove her point, earning some soft moans from Cain. ``Not all the way, but it's not what I expected.''

``I-I'm still growing and-''

Her lips silenced him. ``Cain. I'm not disappointed, silly.'' Cori carefully pumped up and down his cock in her hold, nestling his soft barbs to make him squeal and shudder with each little movement. While he couldn't see her, Cain heard the deer's sharp breathing, the subtle moans from a bitten lip, and felt the shaking in her body pressed against him.

``I...damn it.'' She got off of him. Something was tossed to the side of the room, and a new scent wafted in the air. It wasn't pleasant, and yet his cock grew harder at it. ``I need you to lick what comes next. Can you do that?''

``Y-Yeah, I can-'' Something wet and fleshy propped against his head, pushing him down against the floor. His nose and mouth were filled with the scent and its taste, the primal urge swelling inside him as her weight pressed against him. His tongue brushed up, lapping against whatever she had before him.

``J-Just like that. A little up,'' Cori stuttered. Both hands grabbed his cock now, one pumping the shaft, the other switching between teasing his head or balls. He wasn't sure if it was her handiwork, the weight against him, her directions, or some combination of all three, but Cain knew he'd never been so erect. Even when masturbaiting at home.

He didn't stop as pleasure surged through him. One spurt, then another, and another. Cori pumped him through each until he had nothing more to give. She wasn't done though, turning around to give him a few precious seconds of air before clamping back down and holding his head tight against her. ``Come on. Come on. Use that rough tongue.'' He lapped as hard as he could, where he could, determined to make her happy.

She swore again, and slumped off of him. Cain took one fresh breath of air, his lips and tongue covered in her juices as he stared up into the darkness. A flashlight was shown into his face, then propped up beside him to give the room illumination.

``So,'' Cori said, laying beside him. ``How did you like your reward?''

He turned to her smiling face and blushed, ``I liked it a lot. But don't scare me like that again.''

Cori brought her finger to his nose, pressed it, and said, ``Boop. No promises.'' Cain knew that was as best as he was going to get. They stayed in the house until midnight, playing other games to keep themselves occupied. Jud and his gang were nowhere to be seen when they got out, leaving Cain to be bitter that they didn't go trick-or-treating. The next day at school, the moose, to his embarrassment, showed up with a pink shirt. When asked why, he did tell tales of how the Johnson house was haunted, swearing he heard the moans of Johnson's wife behind the walls.

He had to hide his blush for the rest of the year.

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