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It's Hallows Eve of 2015, in Willow Creek, California, and life can't get better. The high school, Willow High, is having a football game tonight and all are invited. Go slugs!

Lately though, scientists at some Hawaiian observatory or something have found a peculiar object in the sky heading in the general trajectory of the town. And it isn't a meteor.

While the science community works elsewhere, the community of Willow Creek celebrates the football game that will take place tonight. Penguins VS Slugs.

*zooms in on house.*

Collin was almost finished making his Halloween costume for tonight. He was going to be Hux from the Star Wars movie that would be coming out soon. And he could pull it off. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand done!" Proclaimed 15 year old Collin in his slightly deep-ish voice. He had finished his costume, and prepared to head out to the football game.

16 year old Jeff was in his room making the finishing touches on his tuxedo mask costume. He thought he was alone, but in reality, he was being targeted by an assassin. The assassin crouched, peeking through a hole in the wall, He was aiming straight at Jeff's head. Jeff and some of his friends had recently broke into a nutella factory, and Nutella had sent an assassin after him. Jeff walked towards the door, while the assassin, in a hole in the wall like a dirty rat, said "Gotcha now!" and fired. However, his gun faced the wrong way and a bullet whizzed past his ear. "AAAHHHH WHAT THE HELL!" Jeff jumped down to the ground and screamed to see the assassin running away on his horse, Hazelnut. He had failed. Jeff shrugged and walked to the stadium.

Nutella fired the old assassin because he was a fucking idiot and instead, hired a girl more physically liking. Young yet brave, she took on any task. Nutella assigned her to go undercover and assassinate the kid. Jeff paced his way downtown, shook from the events of a few minutes ago. The new assassin got to the stadium quickly and hid. Jeff arrived, unable to find his usual crew. The assassin bumped into him purposely to distract him, dressed as Ladybug from that new show that would premier soon. "Heyyy, so get this. I was just dared to get a random guys' number! Mind helping a girl out?" "Oh yeah, sure." Jeff pulled out some paper from his pocket and wrote his number on it. "Here." Jeff handed it to the girl. "Don't worry, no one will see this." She walked away, showed it to some girls for extra realism, and pretended to throw it in the trash. She really stuffed it in her ladybug yoyo thing. "This little akuma won't be going anywhere."

Jeff starts to walk out to the concessions. He gets a donut and goes to find a place to sit, perhaps find the crew. He sits down, the game would begin soon. He has a slightly unright feeling.

Collin dons his costume and looks in the mirror. He looks quite official. He gets some chips and enters his mom's Honda Civic. Collins mom drops off Collin in front of the high school. It is a breezy Halloween night. Collin tips his cap to his mother and pays admission. He drops a 5 and walks to the bleachers. Everyone is here. There's the principal, Pink Guy, Jennifer, old lady Daniels, Jack Skellington, a furry or two, Steve?, and many others [including heathens without costumes]. Collin takes a seat in the back. Some girls talk about the Nutella robbery, and Collin doesn't care. The assassin over hears and starts gossiping, giving them more useless information to make them gasp. Collin looks and cringes. From the trailer, he can't see it as a good show. "Eewthatshowissobad." He said to himself. But A heard.

Collin straightened his buttons. "Looking good." Jeff ate his donut. The assassin observed her surroundings. And impending doom loomed heavily.

And the game started.

The slugs roll out with their yellow jerseys. The marching band starts playing. And the game is in full swing.

Jeff could tell that this was gonna be a huge game. The girl doesn't pay attention, and considers getting closer to Jeff in another way.

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