Amy The Hedgehog Halloween Costume Novels & Stories

The next day came fast. It was 6am, the mobsters were already getting ready to move. The one’s positioned to surrounded the environment, were already driving out to their assigned locations. Amy was in her room, getting dressed for the mission. Her goal was to look seductive enough to grab Athan’s attention. She did her makeup, Rita helped her to style her hair into two cute buns. She was finally done dressing up. She looked at herself in the mirror, she was putting on a casual but attractive outfit. A long black leggings, white cropped singlet and a black fur jacket over the singlet. The singlet has an opening that left her cleavage seductively open, and a long black boot.

After everything that had happened, choosing exactly this costume was almost a mockery of fate. “Did you like it?” I spun, making the dress twirl. “I loved it.” He pulled me close, his hands on my waist. “But I’m going to have to suck you dry.” “Daddy!” Aggy shouted, laughing. “Vampires don’t suck dolls!” “This vampire does.” He replied, and I laughed. The oven timer went off. I went over and took out the pumpkin pie decorated like a graveyard — cookie tombstones, whipped cream ghosts, chocolate spiderwebs. Aggy clapped when she saw it, her eyes shining.

Blindly, I completed my walk and just as I entered the banquet, slowly, my vision started to get clear. “Mr. Shepherd…” Someone, very familiar, called out, and instantly I alerted myself. “Mr. Garner…” With a tight smile, I shook my hand with his and it tightened the instant I noticed Amy beside him. PAIN IN MY A** !! And what’s most glorious, her sense of dressing, what the hell is she wearing?? “Miss Hood,” As soon as I acknowledged Amy, she shrunk and her hold on Tom’s arm tightened. What the hell ?? Is she scared of me now??

The screen shook as Blair angled it away, and then Amy’s face appeared, all sunshine and missing teeth. "Look!" she squealed. "I made Dante a hat!" She held up a crown-shaped thing made from paper, colored with crayons. There was a crude drawing of a Dinosaur on one side and glitter glue on the tips. "Oh my God," I said, grinning. "That’s the best hat I’ve ever seen." "You like it?" "I love it. Dante’s gonna look very pretty in it." Amy beamed. "Don’t forget the tea party!" "I didn’t forget," I said quickly. "I’ll be there this weekend. And I’m wearing my best Barbie dress."

Holding her arms out to her sides she proclaimed loudly, “I love it. I love the hedgehog. I’ve already named him.” I squinted at the little hedgehog design on the back of the dress when Annie turned. “What did you name him?” “Andy,” she answered, without hesitating. “Please, can I have this one?” Denise and I examined the fit before I nodded. It wasn’t a beautiful outfit by any means, a navy blue sweater dress with a slightly misshapen hedgehog on the back. But it looked warm and comfortable. Annie liked it and it fit well enough. “Sure, sweetie. What about the boots?”

"Why don't you tell me what you want from me?" Amy purred, leaning back in her chair, folding her hands over her stomach and tipping her head back. Her ponytail spilled across the back of the chair. She propped her feet up on her desk. "You want to know what I'm wearing?" she asked, closing her eyes. "I'm wearing a pink lace thong and a matching teddy. It's cut low over my breasts and high on the sides. You like pink, don't you?"

Amy peeked through the door. "Is he here?" She asked, sounding as if she were in a panic. "No," Mya answered, "I just wanted to be sure you were okay in here." Amy stared. She looked extremely nervous, as her eyes seemed to glance down like she was staring at herself. "What is it now?" Amy then swung the door open and stood before her sister. Mya stared. To her, she was staring at a completely different person. Amy looked...like a woman. She looked sexy, instead of the sweet innocent girl she usually played. Her red hair was curled and she wore way more makeup than eyeliner and lip gloss. She added blush, eye shadow and mascara to the list. Her pink lips had a deeper color and shine to them.

Casie: "Hey Amy... I didn't ask you earlier but what's your secret power?" Amy: "I can do shape lifting. I can take any creature form." Casie: "Wow that's interesting." Amy: "However now that you asked I am thinking maybe I can take enter in Demonalia by shape lifting myself into any other form.' Casie: "I am not letting you go alone, Amy. It's way too dangerous. Moreover, you are the princess. People here need you." Sam: "Casie is right Amy. We will think of something else."

Amy said excitedly, I smiled, “Three!” I opened my eyes and was stunned; I didn’t look as frail as I did before. Mandy curled my hair and braided it down the sides and then into a waterfall braid. Amy did very little make-up but it was enough to make me look healthier. My mother’s dress flowed down my body, it was stunning; the straps hung loosely at the base of my biceps that were now gone. The bodis was beaded enough so I didn’t have to wear a necklace, but not too much to overpower the dress itself. Amy grabbed the veil from the box,

He put her down, glancing at the ladies who were too concerned about the girl, felt his job was done, and left the ruckus. “No, I guess,” Amy sniggered, taking a lipstick from her makeup pouch. The soft pink color complimented her fair skin as well as her round face with the curly fringes on her forehead. She especially curled them to look pretty than usual. Her face glowed up at the thought of the reason she was dolling up.