Peter Pumpkin Eater Costume Novels & Stories

He looks exactly like Zack in Angel's of Death while I look like Rachel. "I sort of looked for a pumpkin costume, a-and mouse one, but couldn't find one my size, then I-I googled, and the girl looks like you." He says, "Do you— Do you like it?" I walk to him and nudge him in the elbow with my shoulders, "Of course I like it. It's an anime themed costume that we're paired in, how can I not?" "Oh good, cause I t-thought you'd want something sexier…" Then he trails off as I raise my eyebrows at him before he shoves his hands into his pockets and brings out a black collar, "H-Here. Everyone has theirs. T-This is yours."

I called one of Peter’s apprentices. He ran towards my side, slightly bowing his head and waiting for my order. Bragging his well-toned biceps just wearing a ripped sleeveless shirt, knee level shorts and a high cut converse. I assume from his way of clothing he wasn’t able to join his gang in abducting Nate. While Peter and his other members are in an all-black leather concept. So classic gangster style if you ask me.

As I walked into the living room, Dwayne gave me a horrified look. "And what are you going as, if I may ask?" He himself was bloodied in the face and portrayed as some kind of zombie. Jane and Kirsten were sexy kittens that I could only roll my eyes at. Like all women wore it at Halloween parties. Dan wore a scream costume and Steve was a scary clown. Steve had by far the best costume and I was just me. Had me dressed up a bit and done my hair, but nobody got me into a costume today. After Dwayne's question, I undid my leather jacket and pointed to my shirt. A gray t-shirt with a Batman logo on it flashed out.

Her short black and green hair danced as she dragged me towards the store. We entered the store and looked around for costumes. They were separated into different sections. Paranormal section, Scary Bride section, Supernatural Creature section, Harry Potter section, and many more. I looked toward the Harry Potter section. There was a dementor costume hanging on it. It looked deadly scary. "Oh my god!" she squealed beside me. "Look at this banana costume! I'm buying it." She jumped up and down, clutching onto the banana costume like a mad woman and I laughed at her selection.

I said, my voice surprisingly steady. "Can I come up? I have a tribute for you," he asked. I scanned the room, making sure no stray traces of my old life were visible. "Sure. Come up." Five minutes later, the door chimed. I opened it to find Peter Draven looking like a god of the night in a bespoke charcoal suit. He was holding an elegant, unmarked bag. "Put this on instead," he said, his voice a command wrapped in velvet. I looked at my black dress. He was right; if we both showed up in mourning colors, we’d look like a funeral procession. "Okay. Wait in the den while I change."

I could work with that. When I found a video with the costume he referenced, I was shocked at how awesome it looked. Sort of like a dead Captain Hook, minus the hook. So, I ordered a red pirate costume and a skeleton mask. That should work, right? Kimi should understand it. I just hope she didn’t kill me for wearing this, and trying to dance with her. I woke up the next day, and made it to school a little early. Not early enough to get into my class before being startled by the very beautiful Jennifer. “Hey, Nate.”

But Isaac showed remarkable restraint, remaining in place as he observed them. With equal fascination, I watched Peter work Phoebe over. Peter had a surprising playboy alter ego and whatever he was saying seemed to be working on Phoebe. I'd never seen her so animated. She twisted a lock of hair with both hands, tilting her head from one side to the other. Three cars away, Jake Tinke glared at the two of them. He was a regular at our lunch table and had an unspoken claim on Phoebe, although she hadn't been eating what he'd been dishing out. Not the case with Peter. No, she was gobbling up his charm like her brother downed pizza. I tried to look at Peter objectively. Short dark blond hair, bro

It was the easiest costume I could gather given the time I had to prepare. White dress, soft feathers, a halo and a golden mask. I stepped in through the massive doors. Loud music blared all around as everyone danced along The main hall was packed and filled with several unknown faces. Dozens—maybe over a hundred—people, all dressed in Halloween costumes and masks. Skeletons. Witches. Vampires. Demons. Darth Vader, hell there was even someone dressed as Voldemort too. As I stared around for any kind of familiar face, a guy dressed as a giant banana walked past me handing me a red plastic cup.

"Okay. I'll say it tomorrow anyways..." Wednesday, the day after was cute. I dressed as Pocahontas. I know. I know.. but she's my favorite Disney character ever. When I asked Ogi what was is costume he answered... "Jacob Black from twilight... I got the hair down and this coat is similar to his." I laugh so hard. It was like him but with his hair loose. What? No effort! Cole Cook was dressed as Thor. A slimmer Thor. Hunter was hilarious as Joker and Britney as Harley Quinn. Cliché but okay...

Paisley let out a breathy laugh when three people dressed in spongebob, winnie the pooh, and Jerry mascot costumes walked out holding a chocolate cake. "Happy birthday, dear Karter ~" they paused, and from nowhere; a man dressed in a ridiculously colorful outfit and a really tall purple hat jumped out with a wide grin, provoking a loud giggle squeal from Karter who kept clapping for the strangers. The colorful man took a deep breath in, then went down before them on one knee; taking out a small box from his suit pocket. "Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuu~!" He ended in a surprisingly sweet tone, and the crowd of strangers cheered for little Karter.