Cheesy Jokes Halloween Novels & Stories

He pulled out an apple and carved few little bunny out of it, like some Pinterest mom. I held the rusty-edged apple bunny like it was treasure, babbling thanks. Last stop: Carnival of Screams. Harlequin Rex, the Joker Monarch, always had the dumbest cravings. Today? Deep-fried Oreos. His laugh hit before I saw him. I handed over the snack, still hot. He whined about missing a carousel explosion because I was "late," then shoved a rainbow gift box into my arms. "For you! Surprise inside!" Yeah, hard pass. His "surprises" are either punching springs or exploding ink flowers.

Maddy’s POV For Halloween, Pine Creek lit up. The streets were flooded with lights, delighted little kids out for trick-n-treat, and costumed adults. When I came out of the house, Giselle and the crew were already waiting for me. We screamed at each other, thrilled. We checked out each other’s costumes, complimenting ourselves. “Doesn’t Maddy look like a real Harley Quinn, wow?” Giselle said, spinning me around to check out my costume.

“ oh, my parents told me that story every Halloween to scare me off to bed so I won’t go trick or treating at all because unfortunately I was born when Harold Jankinsteins was still at large.” “ oh my god Hazel” “Nah it's fine, Halloween is pretty messed up by the way; I only celebrate for the fun of it plus it a big holiday here in Canada. Now what’s for dinner “ Before Hazel could look round the dining table at what my mom had prepared, I had to stop her in the process asking her one last question just to be sure she knew what she was talking about. “so your say that Harold Jankinsteins is real, that this story is true, that it actually happened?”

She says and I laugh looking at the elder woman who just gives me a light shrug. “How about you, Luke, any ideas?” I ask him and he gives me a toothy smile before replying. “I’m going to be a mummy.” And then bares his teeth at me. “Yucky.” Isabella blats. “That’s…cool.” I chuckle. “So there’s going to be a tiny mummy running around this house during Halloween. Thanks for the warning.” Julia says and we laugh. “Uh huh,” Lucas quips. “This Halloween is gonna be so much.”

Alison's POV : Streets are filled with scary, weird, and noisy decorations as well as the houses of the humans who celebrate this holiday called Halloween. Children are running around with pumpkin-like baskets as they put makeup and other stuff to look scary. But they actually look cute, especially those who try to imitate us werewolves. The fur isn't too convincing as well as the nose but their howl could pass the standards of a newly shifted one.

A childhood visual of the old witch from the library Hansel and Gretel book pops into my head and only increases the giggles I exude. “I hope not, I’m barely grown, and she might add me to tonight’s menu. I’m too big for an oven!” I point out between snorts of stupid laughter and Meadow caves and starts giggling too, lightening our whole mood. I guess the tension and the heavy weight of this journey has us strung out enough, that even a lame joke like this has enough power to break the strings and have us erupt. It’s needed, between us, this bonding over awful jokes.

Tony throws his head back and laughs again, loud and bright, like the sadness from earlier never happened. Vanya leans in and presses a kiss to my neck, light and quick. “Best Halloween ever,” she whispers.