MISCHIEF NIGHT

[indigo_league]

Who: All the Dark-types put your paws up!
Where: Anywhere and everywhere!
When: Sunset on Halloween Night to sunrise on November 1st!
Summary: MISCHIEF NIGHT MISCHIEF NIGHT
Rating: G-PG13
Log:


There’s a sour-sweet wind a-blowing this eve as the sun hangs low and red in the sky. The leaves have turned, windows glow like jack-o-lantern eyes, and the streets hum with the excitement that the night will bring. There’s no mysterious trees growing straight out of the concrete this year, and there’s a palpable sense of relief as those who were waiting with bated breath for the other shoe to fall finally set about hanging up last-minute decorations and picking the candy aisles at every PokeMart bare.

It is Halloween, and for the first time in a few years, it would seem nothing is going to get in the way of the holiday.

… At least, right up until the last sliver of sun dips below the horizon.

A flock of Murkrow explodes up from the woods around Violet City, cawing in excitement. On the Sevii Islands, Alolan Rattata pop out of their burrows with bright eyes and quivering noses. In the glens outside Celadon City, the Houndooms start to howl.

Almost as one, all Dark-type Pokemon, big and small, young and old, stop and lift their noses to the crisp breeze. Something ancient tingles in their bones. Oh, tonight...tonight is their night. However much they may love their trainer, something higher is calling them. Mischief! Adventure! CANDY!

It’s time!

Fast or slow, brazen or sneaky, the sunset is the signal for each and every Dark-type to break away from their trainers and run off into the night. To do what? Well what do you think, silly humans? You know what night it is!

Some fashion their own costumes and go door to door earning sweet treats alongside the excited children who are out in droves. Or perhaps they might pursue some more unconventional treat-seeking avenues -- sometimes one man’s trash is another mon’s treat!

But there’s more to Halloween than candy; others will develop a nasty streak and put the ‘trick’ in ‘trick or treat’, upsetting outdoor decorations, frighten childrening and little old ladies, or even pantsing people! The horror! Anything can happen on Halloween!

Even the wild Dark-types are filled with the holiday spirit. Last year everyone was too wrapped up with that Ghost-type nonsense to properly enjoy Halloween, so they’re all too happy to make up for lost time. Harried trainers trying to track down their tricky runaways might find themselves befriending the Poochyenas, Murkrows, or even Alolan Meowths that have come out of the woodwork to celebrate. After all, what good is a grand trick if there’s no one to tell about it? What good is a tasty treat with no one to share? Even trainers who don’t have any Dark-types in their arsenal will find themselves approached by these wild Pokemon and invited to tag along!

Comments

oh my god maru

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Oh yes, of course he must assist.]

[Wrath glances hurriedly over his shoulder at the ninja-man (but doesn't actually blink twice at his costume-- look Wrath lives part-time with Envy ok). Aw darnit. But he has to ACT like he wants help. Otherwise no one will believe that this was just a scheme to not have to wear shoes for the rest of the night.]

[The Poochyena is playing his part perfectly well, so now it's up to Wrath to drive the performance home!]</sub>

He took it!

I definitely didn't give it to him!

_{[Nailed it.]}

IT SAID NINJA ON THE PACKAGE

[sassymaru]

[As the Poochyena scampers off, Shadowmaru's Growlithe bounds after him. Barking in hopes of startling the other dog into dropping its ill-gotten bounty. Leave it to her! She will catch this terrible fiend!]

[For his part, Shadowmaru regards the boy with an arched eyebrow. One hand on his hip. Sure, shoes can be ... tight. Uncomfortable. The ones attached to this costume certainly are. But human feet are vulnerable.]

Why would you...?

You didn't really, did you?

[garbagechild]

_{[The Poochyena is a skittery little thing, but in keeping with his natural born zealousness, cannot be merely barked into abandoning his prize! He growls mufflely around the shoe and continues to run, alternately trotting and loping as necessary. HE WILL NOT SHARE HIS SHOE WITH YOU, OTHER DOG!! BEGONE!]}

Of course not!

Why would I?

_{[Rephrasing what was just said to him is the best deflection.]}

[sassymaru]

[Growlithe lopes along behind him, barking -- though her barks are a lot more playful than his. Come on! Don't hog the shoe! She's supposed to get it from you, but she'll settle for playing!!]

I've no idea.

Why would you?

[.... is there a freaking echo in here?]

[garbagechild]

Why would you?

<sub>[What even is this conversation.]

[Meanwhile, the Poochyena skitters a decent distance ahead and stops to turn around, rump in the air and a continuous growl in his throat.]

[He is playing... but only he is allowed to have the shoe! That is definitely a fair rule.]</sub>

[sassymaru]

I wouldn't! Why would you?

[This is a conversation between children, that's what it is.]

[Growlithe inches forward a bit more, reaching out to paw at the shoe. Carefully. With one foot.]

[But...!! Play??]