What would happen if the country's that have been long dead suddenly came back to life?
Surely it would be chaotic right?
Just. Plain. CHAOS.
That's the best case scenario.... hopefully, it doesn't get worse than that....
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You can probably tell by now, that this story does not follow real time considering that holloween ended 2 days ago. Doesn't matter, it's a 2 year old still updating fanfic, since when was time never an issue? -lunaria
PAP 24
Phil stood in front of the mirror, twisting and turning, carefully checking himself out. Making sure that he got every detail in his costume. This year, he decided to go with something cute.
He wore a blue, one-sleeve, ancient Greek type of dress that stopped right above his knees. (the type of clothes you see those fanarts of Cupid wear.) He also put on some black leggings underneath since he would be moving around a lot. I didn't make the top a lot less revealing, just the chest for everyone to see.
He put on a circlet with wings on his head and several other winged accessories. And some high heels because he felt like it. As a finishing touch, he put on some gloves, pink heart glasses, and a pink frilly scarf.
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For some reason, he feels like he's going to get in trouble with someone for dressing so femininely. But he shrugs it off. Who's going to scold him anyway? His parents?
Now, he isn't really sure what he's going to do or who he's supposed to be, but it doesn't matter. He put something on, and he looks good in it.
It'd be fun watching everyone else guess anyway.
He also got a witch's broom stick because, why not?
Making sure that he had all the essentials and the pranking props. He walked out of the house and got in the car, ready to party.
Phil took his first steps inside the venue. He looked around; it was dark, spooky, dusty, and decorated with unholy things that may or may not get them in trouble with the local church.
How cute.
His eyes widened in surprise when he felt a sudden weight fall on him. He turned around. “Mal! Get out of me! ”
Malaysian wore a wolf outfit. a torn suit with blood marks and wolf paws. He wore wolf ears that seemed to move and twitch according to the others emotions. Also, fangs, because he thinks they look hot.
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Malysia smiled and said, "Come on! I'm not that heavy, am I? "He tightened his hold on Phil's neck, shifting more of his weight on the other.
Phil rolled his eyes and straightened his back, hoping to get the other one off his back. “You weigh like a bucket of milo."
Mal, much to Phil's joy, did get off him. “Ill take that as a compliment.”
Phil straightened his dress with a pout before shaking his head and smiling once again. “Everything in place? ”
"Almost,” Mal said with a smile. He raised his hand and pointed to the left. “We just need to get some make-up."
Phil smiled and said, "Good thing I brought some then.” He tossed his purse into Mals arm and walked ahead. “So, where are they? ”
Mal rushed beside Phil, purse in hand. “In one of the storage rooms," he offered his hand to the other. “Let the wolf lead the way," he said with a smile and raised eye brows.
Phil rolled his eyes and said, "What a good dog.” He put his hand on top of the other.
Mal laughed; he held Phil's hand tightly before leading him through the sea of countries.
