It was the afternoon of October 31st. The children went through the streets passing by the houses asking for sweets. Adolescents preparing the material for the pranks that they will carry out that night. Others like adults would go out to parties that will last perhaps all night. But this story was not about any of those things. In one house some children were sick in bed without the possibility of going out to trick or treating. In fact, they couldn't even get out of bed in their current state. Which made babysitting easier. Since it was mentioned it will be better to present it. His name is Alan. Alan is a slim 18-year-old Zigzagoon which gives his body a rather feminine appearance. The Zigzagoon was bored in the living room of the huge house, or small mansion, depending on how you want to see it. The only reason he was there was that he really needed the money and a friend, the usual babysitter of the family, proposed him to earn the money. The family had money to spare and the pay was really good so Alan accepted. Still, he was so bored that he almost wanted the kids to be up playing or something, just almost. The sound of the bells at the front door brought the Zigzagoon out of his almost sleep, and at a slow pace he went to open the door where he found a Bagon of possibly 10 years in a police costume. "Trick or treat!" The little boy exclaimed, opening a sack waiting for them to give him treats. "Ohh what do we have here? A little cop." Alan said looking at him tenderly. "Are you alone, Mister Officer?" He asked surprised because they don't usually let children go alone. "Sweet!" He said getting impatient. Alan's gaze changed to one of disappointment. "Puff. Another corrupt cop. Give me a second." He left the little boy at the entrance to the kitchen where was the bowl of sweets that had been left for him to distribute to the children. He took some for the Bagon and some for himself before returning to the entrance, dropping the treats into the little boy's sack. "There you have your corrupt official bribe." An egg crashed to the side of the door as the Bagon sped away. Alan saw that it was a Spinda who threw the egg and apparently he was with the little one. The Spinda looked to be about 22 years old and was wearing normal clothes. "Hey idiot!" Alan yelled annoyed. They both ran off while laughing. The annoyed Zigzagoon returned to the kitchen to find a rag to go out to clean the egg. Although the owners would surely understand such things, for the holiday, it was still something Alan did not like. When he was about to finish cleaning, an arm suddenly wrapped around his neck pulling him back. They both began to struggle and Alan noticed that his attacker had a skull mask covering his face. The Zigzagoon used Thunder Wave, a move he was taught to defend himself, paralyzing the attacker from him and breaking free from him. "You messed with the wrong pokémon!" Alan said, ready to give his attacker the beating of his life when the subject took off his mask revealing that it was Sam, he is a Combusken a year older than Alan and who steals his thought. "By Arceus! Sam!" The Zigzagoon helped him up and went to find a berry so that the paralysis would pass by helping to eat it. "Hehehe. I gave you a good scare right?" Sam said starting to feel better. "And me a good shock. How did you know I'd be here?" Alan asked surprised by the presence of the Combusken. "I'm actually coming to see Sebastian, he's the babysitter here." Clear the Combusken. Sebastián is a Lucario, he is Alan's best friend and the one who got him the job there. Although knowing about this visit from Sam to Sebastián did not sit very well with the Zigzagoon. Sebastian knew how Alan felt about Sam. "He won't be, I'll stay tonight." He said disappointed. "Ohh ... well ..." He looks to the uncomfortable side. "...How is everything?" "Good ..." Alan sighed. "I think you should go and I go back inside." "Alan I ..." he started to say feeling bad. "See you Sam." "... See ya." The Cumbusken said to then walk away. An awkward goodbye later Alan spent the rest of the afternoon bored and besides going to give the children some soup he had done nothing. No more kids had even gone trick-or-treating so he sat on the living room couch with the bowl of sweets next to him eating them. He was about to fall asleep when there was a knock on the front door. Alan imagined it was some kid asking for candy so he brought the bowl with him to the entrance. However when opening the door there was no one. He took a few steps outside looking to the sides but there was not a soul. Restless he went back in, locking the door this time. "Maybe it has already been too much candy." He told himself. Alan sighed and carried the bowl into the kitchen, but as he entered he noticed something different. He maybe he did not remember or had not realized that. There was a folded note on the table and he took it. He felt a bit insecure but he unfolded the paper and then read it. Note: "BEHIND YOU" Before Alan could even panic he was hit hard on the back of the neck and he fell at the feet of his attacker seeing black boots as his vision darkened as he lost consciousness. --- About an hour later, Alan began to wake up feeling a horrible pain in his head from the blow. As he regained his senses he was noticing the situation in which he found himself. He was in one of the rooms on the second floor tied to a chair facing the door. "... Have you already woken up?" Someone asked from the other side of the door. The question puzzled Alan. "Um ... yeah." He responded unsure about the strange situation. "Finally." He said the unknown voice. The door opened and a Cacturne dressed in all black with a hood and a knife in his left hand entered the room. "Do you know how long I've waited to make my dramatic entrance?" The strange guy complained. "By the way there is no more Aranja berry juice." "Maybe if you hadn't knocked me out I wouldn't have 'slept' so much." The Zigzagoon said defiantly. "And the house is not mine, that includes the juice. Now who the hell are you?" The mysterious pokémon approached Alan, slapped him and placed the knife on his neck. The dangerous metal was cold causing the Zigzagoon to shudder. "You better watch that mouth, brat, or my knife will get stained with your blood." The Cacturne threatens. Alan took a deep breath. "... It is not yours." "Excuse me?" That had confused him. "The knife, it's not yours, I recognize the handle. You took it from the kitchen." Alan explained. "That ... That doesn't matter!" The Cacturne exclaimed feeling frustrated. He slapped Alan again and breathed heavily from how annoying this was. "... What are you thinking to do?" The Zigzagoon asked without moving his face from him after the blow. Cacturne began to move the knife across the face of the Zigzagoon causing him to shudder and his pulse to accelerate. The knife went down his neck reaching the bound boy's chest causing the Cacturne to tilt his head where he realized what was really going on with the young adult. "Are you sick!" The intruder said before hitting Alan causing him to fall sideways with the chair. "You like this right?" "Yes! I have different tastes! I'm a young adult! What's your excuse?" Alan yelled with a slightly red face. Cacturne grunted and paced the room groaning in frustration. This was not what was supposed to happen. It must be scary! Not an erection! "Will you do something or not?" Alan asks calling the captor's attention to him. "If you're not going to continue then let go of me or at least pick me up because I feel the blood pooling in my head up." He said sounding slightly annoyed The Cacturne rubbed his forehead trying to remain patient. "Did you really say 'head up'?" "You are not the one to criticize!" The Zangooze said glancing at his captor. Cacturne sighed and used the knife to cut the ropes that he tied Alan with and left the knife thrown to the side. As Alan got up rubbing his wrists, the Cacturne sat on the floor under the window, wailing and staring at the ceiling. Alan sat next to him as if nothing had happened. "Will you tell me your name or should I ask the police that?" "... I'm Shank." The Cacturne was introduced. "So, Shank, what are you supposed to do?" The Zigzagoon asked. "I ... I don't really know ... I wanted to do something different tonight." He averted his gaze. "I guess walking into someone's house and tying up the babysitter isn't enough…" Alan just remembered that he wasn't home alone. "What did you do with the children?" "Are there children here?" Shank hadn't even noticed. "They are in bed sick and dying to miss the candy." "But there's a bowl almost full of candy in the kitchen." Shank said, Kids don't need to go out for candy when there are so many at home. At least for him it is. "They are children, do not ask logic of them." Alan shrugs. "Plus, candy tastes better if you get it for free and come out in a costume." At that moment the bells rang indicating that someone was at the front door. Alan got to his knees, gazing discreetly out the window. Who was there was the same Bagon from before and this time if he could see the Spinda hiding behind a bush in the front yard. "Wretches." Alan said annoyed. Curiosity spikes Cacturne. "Something happens?" "Pranksters who want to play the same prank on me 2 times." The Zigzagoon said seeing the Spinda. "Seriously?" Shank got down on his knees too to watch the boys. "What will you do?" The Zigzagoon thought for a moment. "... Come with me." "Excuse me?" "Help me, you said you wanted to do something different tonight, well let's do something." Alan said taking Shank with him. They went to the kitchen together where they took the pot of cold soup together. It was supposed to be warmed up and given to children when they were hungry, but this seemed like a better use at the time. They walked the pot back to the room carefully so as not to spill anything. "Why so much soup? Do you take care of some Snorlax?" Shank asked. "Don't complain and continue." Alan said authoritatively. Coming back to the room they put the pot on the window and Alan made sure the boy was still down at the door, he was still there, so they did. They threw all the soup on the Bagon! The little dragon felt the first drops on its head and looked up in time to see a large amount of liquid fall. "Waah!" He tried to cover himself with his arms but was still soaked, smelling of broth and pieces of vegetables inside his clothes. "Tim!" The Spinda came out of hiding and went with the Bagon. "Hahaha!" Alan laughs out loud as he leans out the window. "You will pay for this!" Spinda yelled angrily while Bagon cries, he hates vegetables. "That's what they'll tell you when they try to return that stupid costume!" Alan replied with a big smile. "Good luck with that! Idiots!" He said and closed the window still laughing. "Hahahaha! Bagon's face was priceless!" "Yes," El Cacturne said as he tried to quell his laughter. "But aren't you worried they'll try something?" "Nah~ They're just a couple of brats. They'll surely go straight home after this." The Zigzagoon said with a satisfied smile on his face. Shank chuckles softly, smiling as he rubs his arm. After a few moments of silence Alan spoke. "Hey, since we started with this, do you want to go out and do bad things?" Shank raises an eyebrow. "Huh ... don't you have to take care of some children?" “They cannot stay awake for 5 minutes. We can go out for an hour and come back. " The Zigzagoon says with a smile and takes the Cacturne to gather some things. Both men take a purse and insert toilet paper rolls, nails, a hammer, and a carton of eggs. They came out moving into the shadows. They start out having fun smashing pumpkins on the sidewalks with the hammer, leaving debris along the way. They also put nails under the tires of parked cars to puncture them as they moved. Throwing eggs to children from the bushes. Covering trees with toilet paper, it was good that Alan's employers bought the 80-meter rolls, giving the young adults plenty of material to work on in their shenanigans. They even managed to scare a group of children, who ran off leaving their pumpkins and bags of sweets. Alan and Shank weren't worried about being found, after all, neither of them live near this neighborhood. The Zigzagoon walks with a paddle in his mouth. "Why ask for candy or trick when you can do the trick and get the candy?" He said laughing. "Hahahaha! You said it!" The Cacturne said as he ate a small bar of chocolate. "I think one of those guys even started wetting himself after we screamed out of the bushes." "Hehe! Maybe next year he'll consider going out in a diaper! " Alan said and then bit into the lollipop, smashing it into pieces and throwing the toothpick aside. "What do you want to do next?" "Huh, I don't want to kill the fun, but I think you should go back to watch the children." Shank said with an uncomfortable expression. Yes, he was having fun, but a part of him feels guilty for leaving the children alone. The Zigzagoon steps forward and intentionally raises its tail, wagging his butt before the Cacturne's eyes. "I just want to be a little more ... naughty." The sinister guy gulped at Alan's generous ass. "Now follow me." Alan said taking Shank's hand. Who said Seduction doesn't work with pokémon of the same gender? --- The Zigzagoon led the Cacturne to a small park, to some bushes. Alan made Shank sit up, kissing him on the cheek. "It's a pretty hot night, isn't it?" He said stroking the sinister type pokémon's chest. "W-w-wait! Here?" Shank said visibly nervous. "Could someone come by and see us!" Alan whispers in his ear. "Then let them see ..." That sent a chill through the Cacturne. Alan strokes Shank's chest, sliding down his stomach and then crawling under his sweatshirt, stroking him directly. The Cacturne was immobile, unable to adapt to or resist the Zigzagoon's caresses. He was definitely not planning this when he invaded the house. Alan managed to remove Shank's sweatshirt and shirt, leaving half of his body exposed. They began to kiss, the Cacturne began to let himself be carried away and his hands traveled over the Zigzagoon's body, reaching up to those large buttocks to caress and lightly squeeze. Alan cuts the kiss and looks at Shank with a smile. "Someone gets excited fast." He said feeling the erection of his partner pressing against his own erection. "It's not my fault, you caused it." The Cacturne said now more confidently, slapping the Zigzagoon's ass, eliciting a slight moan of pleasure. "Now take responsibility." "Do you want to say something like this?" Alan slid his hand up to Shank's crotch, over his pants and began to massage his erection. "Ahhh~" The Cacturne gasped with pleasure feeling the pre cum start to come out. "No~ I want something else~" He tries to slide his hand into the Zigzagoon's pants, but the Zigzagoon pulls away. "How about you get naked and then I do a little show for you?" Alan says winking. Shank didn't think twice and began to push his pants and underwear leaving his erection free and feeling the night breeze, stopping to remove his boots and then kick everything aside with the rest of his clothes. The Zigzagoon smiles at the sight of the naked Cacturne in front of him. Alan turns around showing his butt and wagging his tail. "Now I want you to close your eyes for a big surprise." Shank closed his eyes imagining what this surprise could be, as he winced from the combination of the light night breeze and the thrill of doing something like this in a public place. "I'm ready for my surprise~" The Cacturne said spreading his legs showing himself without more shame to his lover and listening to the sound of the grass. ... ... ... Shank grew impatient. "You are getting late." He opened his eyes. Just to see that Alan was gone as well as his clothes. Shank's blood froze, his smile faded slowly, his eyes widened and his heart sank so much that he nearly fell, crushing his stomach. There was the Cacturne, naked in a park in the middle of the night. --- “GAWHAHAHAHAHA!! WHAT A GREAT IDIOT! " Alan giggled uncontrollably as he walks down the street, twirling Shank's red boxer on his finger after throwing the other clothes next to a container, surely some homeless person will be very grateful. He didn't even care about the looks of the few people around. "I knew he was pathetic when he did nothing in the house, but to obey up to this point, he is simply the greatest loser-virgin of all time!" This was something the Zigzagoon would never forget. Alan returned to the house, putting the boxers in his pocket and walking through the front door. "Where have you been!?" The Zigzagoon jumped back upon hearing a voice suddenly. In the living room was a Lucario, wearing red pants and an orange sweater, who was looking annoyed at Alan. "By Arceus, Sebastian, you almost made my heart jump out of my throat." Alan said recognizing the Lucario. He is Sebastian, he is the one who usually takes care of the children and he got Alan the job. Although this visit was quite a surprise. "What are you doing here?" “I have a better question. Why weren't you here? " Lucario asked annoyed. “I decided to stop by to see how you were handling things. Imagine my surprise when I arrived and the children were alone. " He said notably annoyed and disappointed in his friend. "Wait, how did you get in?" Alan asked. This time he made sure to lock all the doors and windows. Seriously, just how easy is it to break into a house? "I know where they hide a spare key, under that horrible garden gnome." Sebastian replied, still glaring at Alan. “Calm your aura-balls. I only went out for a few minutes to stretch my legs. " The Zigzagoon lied, although who would believe the truth if he told it? "I've been here for 40 minutes!" Lucario said annoyed. "Just what the hell are you thinking about!? If I had known that you would be an asshole after I helped you get the job, I would not have said anything to you! " Alan narrowed his eyes. "The same way you didn't say anything to Sam?" Lucario choked on his words and his cheeks turned red. "S-Sam was here?" "Yes. He was looking for you. It seems that he knew very well that you are the babysitter of the family. " The Zigzagoon said with a harsh voice and clenched fists. "So you guys see each other quite often behind my back?" "That is none of your business! We are talking about you leaving the children alone! " Sebastian was quick to exclaim and looking to get back to the other topic. After all, he knows that Alan has a crush on Sam. However, things between them just happened. "I think you should go." Alan said grumpily and walked up to the entrance. "I'm not going out anymore, so go away and then you can go back to babysitting the family." He said opening the door. "This will not stay that way." The Lucario said as he walked through the door, which the Zigzagoon slammed. "I can't believe he's like that." Sebastian muttered to himself as he walked to the sidewalk in front of the house. Lucario heard a sound coming from the other side of the street, but when he looked up he only saw the empty sidewalk. Lucario ignored that and reached for his phone in his pants pockets. Not knowing that someone was watching him. Sebastian finally found his cell phone and he was about to order a taxi, when a message arrived making the phone ring and vibrate, surprising Lucario and causing it to fall from his hands. The Lucario growls slightly, why does everything seem to go wrong tonight? He bent down to pick up his phone and saw that the message was from Alan. Message: I'm sorry. Sebastian smiles slightly when reading the message. "You better be sorry, bubble butt." He joked to himself. A silhouette was reflected on the cell phone screen. The Lucario turned his head over his shoulder but the only thing he could make out was a large knife raised in the air. "EEEEE-!" Lucario's cry of fear stopped abruptly as the knife was buried deep in his head. --- "EEEEEEEK!" A woman screamed at the movie Alan is watching on the living room TV. The Zigzagoon sighed bored and glanced at a clock on the wall. It was after 1:40 AM. The parents were supposed to be back before 1 in the morning. The party they went to must be pretty entertaining ... or they're drunk somewhere. The thoughts of the Zigzagoon faded as did the lights in the house. "By Arceus, are you serious?" Alan snorted and used the light from his phone to guide his way through the dark house. The Zigzagoon first happened to check the children's room. They were fast asleep. Alan then went down to the basement of the house where the fuse box should be. With each step the stairs creaked. "They don't pay me enough for this." The Zigzagoon says as he walks through the basement being illuminated only by his phone, seeing the variety of accumulated things gathering dust in that place, there was even a shelf with boxes. Alan finally found the fuse box and started checking each one until the light started to blink and finally stayed on. "Ready." He said to himself and closed the box. "Unfortunate." A voice said from behind Alan. The Zigzagoon flinched and turned, finding Shank, now wearing red pants, much like Sebastian's, and a knife in hand. "What are you doing here?" "Did you really think that I would stay in that park or that I would come home, letting you go as if nothing had happened after doing that to me?" The Cacturne said in a cold, hateful voice. Alan backs away, only to hit the wall on his back with just 2 steps. "How did you get in here?" He then saw a small window in the corner of the basement that faces the outside, the glass was broken and the window was open. "I shit on everything!" Shank lunged the knife at Alan, but Alan stepped aside and went to the bookshelf. The Zigzagoon pushed the shelf to crush the Cacturne, but the Cacturne fell back and hit the boxes that had fallen from the top. Alan hastened to run towards the staircase at this time. "You will not escape!" The Cacturne then launched a Poison Sting towards the Zigzagoon, driving the poisonous spike into his left leg. "GAHHH!" Alan screams in pain and falls on the first steps, clenching his teeth and beginning to crawl up the stairs before Shank catches up with him. However, the Cacturne rushed up the stairs, catching the Zigzagoon by one of his legs. "I have you!" He said raising the knife, but the Zigzagoon's tail hardened like steel and struck his face. "Bluhh!" The plant / sinister pokémon rolled down the ladder until it hit the basement floor. Alan got back to his feet and closed the cellar door and locked it. "Ahh ... he won't come up here ... Ahh ..." Alan said, breathing heavily and was about to call the police. Only to realize that he no longer has his cell phone, he must have fallen earlier. "Shit." He rushes into the kitchen and uses the home phone to call. Meanwhile, at the police station, an Arcanine was pouring a cup of coffee when the phone began to ring. "I swear it's another prank call ..." The fire canine growled, they had received several fake calls today and he's not in the best mood thanks to that. "Police station 13. What is his emergency?" The Arcanine said on the phone. "A Cacturne has entered the house and tried to attack me with a knife!" Alan yelled into the phone. The Arcanine rolls its eyes. "And where is the intruder now?" "He is in the basement! But he had broken the window to get in! He must have gotten out! " The Zigzagoon was quick to say. The officer closes his eyes and strokes his forehead after sending at least a dozen patrols to review the fake calls. "So if this supposed Cacturne is no longer there, you no longer need the police, correct?" "YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO ME!? HE HAS A KNIFE! " Alan yelled into the phone. The noise of the glass breaking was heard loudly, it seemed to come from above .. "IT'S ENTERING AGAIN!" Then Alan realized something. "THE CHILDREN!" He left the phone off the hook without cutting off the call. The Arcanine called one of his companions at the station to trace the call. This had sounded too genuine to be a joke. Alan climbed the stairs as fast as he could with his injured leg, pausing in front of the door to the children's room, staring at the doorknob. The Zigzagoon took a deep breath in preparation and entered the room. Finding that the children ... were still in bed and sound asleep. Alas released the breath he was holding and closed the door. The Zigzagoon then braced himself and searched the next door guest room to find a stone on the floor surrounded by broken glass. The window is still closed and there is no sign that anyone has entered. --- Another stone broke another one of the panes in a window on the opposite side of the house. The one who was throwing the stones was the Spinda from a few hours ago, who was upset about what happened with his little friend who was drenched in soup. "This is what you get for messing with me and my friends." The Spinda smashed another window and then went to the back of the house to see what other damage it can do. When the Spinda reached the backyard he saw a slightly open shed. He smiles thinking that they left it open and that he could grab a few tools or something for more trash. The pokémon approached, noticing something in the ajar door. "This is ... red paint?" He pushed the door open and searched the wall until he found the light switch and activated it. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" The body of a Lucario was on the ground surrounded by a large pool of blood and next to a handsaw. On top of a work table was the head of that Lucario, his eyes and brains had been gouged out through his neck, leaving his head empty, ready to be used as a Halloween pumpkin. Spinda ran out crying after seeing that scene. --- Back in the basement Shank began to wake up. It turns out that he had hit his head when he fell and was knocked unconscious on the ground. The light from the basement bothered his eyes and it was difficult for him to open them, it was worse when the door to the top of the stairs also opened causing more light to enter. "Here you are, you bastard ..." A voice said. Shank tried to open his eyes but amid the light and the headache he barely opened his eyes enough to see a silhouette coming down the stairs. The silhouette was getting closer and closer to him. (I understand ... It must be the police ... I must have "slept" for too long ... and now ... I will spend several years in prison ...) The sinister pokémon thought with a sigh of defeat. He then groaned as he felt a great weight fall on his chest. The light that burned the Cacturne's eyes was blocked, allowing him to open his eyes and see the Zigzagoon sitting on his chest, with a condescending look. "Ala-gahh!" Shank was interrupted when a knife was buried in his neck. That cold metal was soon heated by the blood that began to spill from the wound. "... gahh ..." The Cacturne tried to ask 'Why?' But he couldn't, for obvious reasons. His eyes tremble with confusion and fear of dying. "I like that look in your eyes ..." Alan said smiling slightly and leaning down to begin whispering with a joyous tone in the dying Shank's ear. Thank you for coming back for me. Now I can say that it was you who murdered Sebastian. " The life in the Cacturne's eyes disappeared and he released his last breath leaving only a lifeless body --- Minutes later Alan was sitting in the back of an ambulance, covered with a blanket, shaking and sobbing. The wound on his leg had been treated and a policeman was standing in front of him taking testimony from him. The testimony of how a Cacturne entered the house, had attacked him and that in the middle of the fight he had no other option. Like a normal Zigzagoon he had his life threatened and in the midst of terror he inflicted a mortal wound on his attacker. Alan also said he did not know what happened to his friend Sebastian, the Lucario, after he came to check things out. The policeman almost immediately assumed that what happened was that Lucario had the misfortune to meet the murderer and become a victim. After thanking Alan for his collaboration and giving him a card, the policeman left to communicate these things to his superiors. A Combusken came by bicycle, seeing the house surrounded by patrol cars with police coming and going. To one side, a Slaking couple could be seen holding their children while talking to the police. "Alan!" The Combusken then sees the Zigzagoon in the ambulance and rushes to go with him. "Are you OK? What happened?" Alan trembled slightly, without answering. The Combusken sat next to him. The Zigzagoon did not hesitate to hug him tightly. "Sam!" Sam immediately hugged the Zigzagoon, rubbing his back. "He's over ... it's all over ..." He said being the only thing he could think of in this situation. Just what had happened to little Zigzagoon tonight? "Sam ..." Alan whispered clinging to the Combusken. "Please ... I don't want to be alone tonight ... please ..." Sam stroked Alan's back gently. "No ... you will not be alone ... I will accompany you as long as you need ..." The Combusken said with no idea that he is talking to the real murderer of his lover or what happened to him after 'Sebastian' broke up with him for a cell phone message.