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Halloween Party
By Lillith Thursday


Title: Halloween Party

Author: Khaoscore

Pairing: Matt/Brian, Zacky/Johnny

POV: Matt

Summary: It's that time of year again, Halloween A7X style. Everyone dresses in the best costumes they can think of and well... Zacky's is a real humdinger and Jimmy is just plain Jimmy.

Rating: PG for like 3 curse words. XD

Disclaimer: Don't know or own anyone in this story. The costume ideas on the other hand, came from my off the wall shenanigans in my head.

A/N: Because I love her comments so much, I dedicate this piece of fan literature to Loupyrock. I heart you like nobody's business.

I finished mixing the punch in the bowl when my doorbell rang, my first guest had arrived. Opening the door, I saw my boyfriend, Brian, dressed in a white tank top with firefighter pants and boots on, suspenders holding them up. A yellow, heavy, plastic helmet adorned his head, covering his beautiful black tresses.

I quickly pull him inside, shutting the door behind us.

“You look totally sexy, Babe.” I said embracing him as I gave him a deep kiss, smiling afterwards.

“You don't make such a bad construction worker either.” Brian said trailing kisses down my jaw line.

“Well, sexy people like us have to have sexy costumes.”

“Yours isn't really sexy, Matt.” The chocolate eyed man said into my ear before I pulled away.

“What do you mean this isn't sexy?” I asked with a laugh.

“You look almost the same with the exception of that goofy, fake mustache.” He chuckled.

“You're just jealous because I make this look good.”

“But you are just wearing jeans, a plain white shirt, and a construction hat.”

“And a tool belt with no underwear if I might add.” I said coyly into Brian's ear.

“Oh, you wouldn't.” He laughed.

Just then, I heard the doorbell ring and I left my lover's embrace as I answered the door. Suddenly out of nowhere, twenty odd people came piling in. I rarely got a “Hi” or a “How are you Matt?” which honestly pissed me off.

Brian came up to my side at the door, greeting everyone that came in.

“Wow, James! Nice vampire costume. It looks real.”

“A little too real actually.” I added in.

“Thanks. My friend, Abby, helped me with it.” James added before heading into the living room with the other guests.

“The drinks and ice are in the middle of the room in that coffin shaped cooler.” I called to everyone as I walked through the foyer.

The doorbell rang again and I turned to get it but Brian just swatted his hand to signal that he had it covered.

I took my time to greet each and every one of my party goers, chit chatting and what not when my chestnut eyed boy toy tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention. When I turned around, Brian looked like he was about to die from laughter.

“What is it, Brian?” I asked, kind of scared that he might actually die from not breathing.

“Johnny and Zacky are here.” He started to giggle.

“Yeah, so. Of course, they are invited so they should be here.” I protested.

“No, you don't understand, Baby.” Brian spoke so fast that I could hardly understand him.

“What is it , Bri...” Before I could finish my sentence, I saw Johnny and Zacky out of the corner of my eye. Johnny was fully dressed as a police officer and with Zacky's outfit, I had to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. I shut my eyes tightly before opening them again. I wasn't delirious. Zacky was dressed in pink, vinyl, short shorts and white go-go boots. Nothing else.

“Wha... what are you supposed to be, Zack?” I asked, quite shocked in lack for better words. “A hooker?” I asked, though inside I assumed that it made sense because his boyfriend was dressed as a cop.

The emerald eyed man gave me the death glare but before he could say anything, Brian just had to butt in.

“You're not supposed to go as yourself!” My significant other chimed in before bursting out in laughter, grasping my shoulder for the life of him.

“For your information, I'm a bunny.” Zacky said gesturing to the fake rabbit ears attached to a head band on top of his head. I honestly didn't notice them before.

Brian bit his lip before bursting out laughing again.

“That's even worse. Boy Zacky. You. Are. Priceless.” The chestnut eyed man said before turning his attention back to me. “I'm gonna go check on how everyone's doing and turn some music on okay, Babe?”

I nodded and Brian kissed my cheek before heading off towards the other people.

“He thinks he's so funny.” Zacky said annoyed.

I just chuckled lightly.

“You know how Brian is.” I said defending my boyfriend.

“I just wish he wouldn't do it all the time.” The raven haired man complained as he linked his arm with Johnny's.

“Well, you know how it goes. He'll apologize later.” I said gingerly.

“He never apologizes to me.” Johnny said quietly.

“That's because you're a runt.” I commented, ruffling his hair from under his hat.

The shortest of us all rolled his eyes.

“You know, Matt, Brian hasn't even seen Jimmy's costume yet.” The jade eyed said with a smirk.

“Is it as bad as his caution tape, mummy wrap from last year?” I asked.

Both men nodded and started to snicker.

“Just wait until you see it, man. You'll feel like you're about to die laughing. We don't know what convinced him to do it but I think he'll definitely win this year for best costume.” Johnny added.

I nodded, wondering what form of embarrassment he's going to cause for all of us this time.

“Where is Jolly Green Giant anyway? I asked everyone to be here at seven.”

Zacky shrugged.

“He told us earlier today that he wanted to be fashionably late.”

“Fashionable?” I laughed. “The guy wears low rise jeans and a neck tie for Christ's sake.”

Both men laughed.

“Well, this is my party and I don't want to disappoint my public. Would you guys like to go bobbing for apples now? First prize for least damaged apple gets $20.”

“Hell yeah, I'm in.” Zacky exclaimed.

“Same goes for me.”

“Good, the tub's over here.”

A few hours later, after everyone had been playing games and hanging out, the doorbell rang. I went to the door, opening it to see our tall, rail thin drummer clad in all blue from head to toe with strange shaped orange things on either side of his head, a round hole for his face to come through.

“What the hell are you supposed to me?!” I called, laughing a bit as I let him in and shut the door behind us.

“I'm a Mudkip.”

“A what?!”

“A Mudkip. It's a Pokemon.”

I shrugged and raised an eyebrow.

“'So, I herd u lyke Mudkipz' ring a bell to you?”

“No.” I laughed.

“I'm sure someone else will get it.” He shrugged.

“Oh yeah. They totally will.” I said sarcastically as I took my hardhat off.

Jimmy punched me in the arm lightly.

As we walked back into the living room, Brian jumped up from his spot on the couch.

“Hey, Jimmy, glad you could make it though you are a few hours late. Nice Mudkip costume.” Brian chuckled. “Did you make it yourself?”

The blue eyed drummer game me a mocking grin before answering.

“Nah. I just came up with the idea and Leanna helped me sew it and all that stuff.”

“Well, it looks really good. Let me see the back.” I was surprised that Brian already knew what Jimmy was without being told. “Dude, you even got the tail right.” My boyfriend said, pulling on it a little.

I shook my head. “How did you know what he was already?”

“So I herd u lyke Mudkipz.” He said, causing he and Jimmy to laugh. “Everyone knows what a Mudkip is. It's all over the internet.”

“You know I don't get on the internet often.”

“That could be your problem, Matty cakes.”

Jimmy nodded. “Most definitely.”

I just rolled my eyes at both of them, placing my hat back on.

“Come on you guys, it's time to play spin the bottle and then it's time to announce the winner of the costume contest.” My significant other said, dragging me by the arm back over to the couch, Jimmy following behind.

“Okay everyone, settle down, settle down.” I said calmly. “I have given everyone a piece of paper and there are a few pens and pencils for people to share. Write down the name of the person you think has the best costume this year. There's no voting for yourself. After everyone is done, fold your paper twice and place it in the empty fish bowl that Brian has. He will then tally them up and the winner will receive $200 cash. Carry on.”

I walked over to where Brian was standing with the bowl and placed a soft kiss on his lips just as he was placing his vote in.

“You know, Matt. You've really out done yourself with the decorations this year, both inside and out. Sad that you had to do it the day before Halloween though.”

“I didn't want kids to be bothering us while we all were trying to have a good time.”

“Well, when everyone else leaves, I don't think anyone will be bothering us for the rest of the night either. If you get my drift.” Brian licked over his top lip seductively and made my whole body shiver for a second like he usually does.

“I'll take you up on that sexy.” I said smirking as I closed the space between us.

“Not right now, Baby. You still have to write a vote down.”

I grabbed a sheet of paper, scribbled my boyfriend's name on it and folded it twice like I had instructed everyone else to do earlier. I placed it in the bowl with the other papers.

Sooner than I had expected, everyone had cast their votes and it was time to tally them up.

“All ballots are in and in a short moment, we will have a winner.” I announced once again to everyone.

I chatted with Zacky, Johnny, and Jimmy while Brian did his job getting everything else done. Soon enough, my brown eyed boyfriend tapped me on the shoulder and told me we had a winner.

Brian handed me a single sheet of paper, folding it in half.

“Drum roll please.”

Everyone there patted their legs with their hands repeatedly. I opened the paper, reading the name written inside.

“You guys have to be kidding.” I rolled my eyes. “The winner is Jimmy for his Mudkip costume.”

The ever so erratic drummer jumped up from his seat from the black, leather couch. He flailed his arms wildly before pointing his finger out and coasting it over all the guests, including Brian and I.

“In your faces bitches!” He screamed enthusiastically as he ran up to me. “Cough over the money, Sanders.”

I couldn't help but laugh at how much Jimmy enjoyed winning things as I forked over the cash from my pockets in hundreds.

“Fuck yeah!” He said cramming the money down the front part of his outfit. “I'm outta here now.” Jimmy said as he hurried to the front door and opening it a little. “Thanks for the party, Matt. It was kick ass. To my band, I'll see you guys later. And for the rest of you, see you next year losers!” The blue eyed oddball said as he practically flew out the door and slammed it shut.

Everyone turned their attention back to me.

“Well, that was different.” Someone said.

“That's just Jimmy for you. About 85% of the people here voted for him.” Brian said with a shrug.

“You're telling me that out of 35 people, 29 voted for him?!”

“Yep.” He laughed. “You can check the papers if you want.”

I shook my head in astonishment.

“The generation we live in...”

Brian grabbed me into a bear hug and whispered in my ear gently.

“The faster you get them out of here, the faster we can get into your bedroom.” He cooed.

I kissed him lightly and pulled away.

“Alrighty then. I said facing out to the crowd. “I'm glad to say that Halloween 2008 has come to a close and I'm glad I can spend it with the people I care about. For those of you that have been drinking tonight, please find a designated driver to take you home and those of you that haven't been drinking, find someone that isn't in the shape to drive and take them home. They can get their cars in the morning.”

I stepped over random people and made my way to the foyer, opening it for guests to leave.

Everyone slowly made their plans for who was taking who home and eventually everyone was out the door, saying their goodbyes in the process.

I closed the door behind all of them, leaving just Brian and I in the house.

“Well, Mr, Sanders, everyone is gone now. Would you like to go celebrate Halloween our way?” He asked with a grin, lightly touching over my chest.

I looked around the house, it was littered with plastic cups and plates, some with food still remaining on it.

“You help me clean this mess up and I'll do whatever you want.”

The chocolate eyed man smiled wickedly.

“Maybe I shouldn't have told you that.” I said pulling him close to me, running my fingers gently through his coal-black hair.

He kissed me quickly and pulled away, already heading for the kitchen to retrieve the garbage bags. He came back a few seconds later with three bags.

“You think this will be enough?” He asked generally concerned.

“Yeah, I don't think it will be that bad. One and a half, two bags at the most.”

Brian nodded and began picking up empty beer and soda cans, tossing them in the trash bags. I took suit and began doing the same. In a matter of minutes, everything was picked up and it was confirmed that my guess was correct. I took the two large bags into the front hallway, my boyfriend of course holding the door open for me so I could take them outside to the awaiting trash cans. When I came back in, I went to the kitchen to wash off my hands, finding that Brian had did the same.

“Okay. Mr. Haner Jr, time to have some bedroom fun as you'd put it.”

“Let the good times roll.” He said gleefully as he walked into the living room and grabbed his hat.

I shook my head and swept him off his feet and into my arms.

“Now Matt, you know that I'm the fireman and I'm supposed to be carrying you.” He giggled.

“You wouldn't be able to life me.” I chuckled back.

Brian giggled harder and placed his arms around my neck, tucking his head into the crook of my neck.

I started walking to the staircase and my boyfriend just sighed peacefully.

“This really was a great party, Matt. I'm proud that you could pull such an amazing party off.”

By this comment, we had already started climbing the stairs.

“I more or less did it for you, Bri Bear.”



Brian laughed and rubbed his nose across the skin of my neck as we came into my bedroom. He took the pleasure in removing an arm and flicking the light on for me.



I placed my chestnut eyed angel onto my king sized bed.

“So what did you have in mind, tonight, Babe?” I asked.

“I was thinking along the lines of the firehouse needs some repairs and they called a carpenter to help fix it.” He gushed.

“You know I'm a construction worker right?” I raised an eyebrow.

Brian pulled me to him onto the bed, laying beside him.

“Just let me take that mustache off...” Brian gently pulled the fake hair from my upper lip and took my hardhat off, taking his own off in the process and placed them all on the nightstand. “Now, that's better. Let's see, you have your tool belt on you, you look sexy... I'd say we're ready.”

“You want me to go out the door and knock like I was just meeting you?” I chuckled.

Brian jumped to his knees on the bed, obviously excited as he shook his head yes.

“Okay, okay, calm down Fire Fighter Brian.”

He giggled at the name.

I hopped off the bed and made my way back over to my bedroom door. Before I could get my hand on the doorknob, Brian stopped me with his velvety voice.

“Before we start, Baby... Happy Halloween, Matt.”

“Happy Halloween, Brian.”


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