All the Pasta virtually LIVE for Halloween, 'cause its the one night of the year where they can go out as themselves and nobody questions them (A few get asked where they got their makeup done, and the few that realize its not makeup generally find themselves at the receiving end of a knife/scalpel/hatchet/mallet/lead piping/hatchet pretty quickly.)
(My little sister always says she's gonna go as EJ for Halloween, but she never does. Its irritating as fuck, 'cause if I'd known she was gonna chicken out then I DEFINANTLY would've gone as our favorite cannabalistic demon)
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Creepypasta Headcannons
FanfictionI've read so many of these headcannon books, so I thought why not make my own?
