Trick Or Treat... But DON'T Smell Sunny's Feet!!!! [open]

[summerdude]

It's Dark now, and Magnus has been preparing. He doesn't want Sunny to get bored or to feel the pervasive lack of the month, and so he's been squirreling away the necessary items for fun. It's not a surprise activity — Sunny has been on board since the very beginning, helping pick out exactly what they need to make it truly exceptional — but it does have a very intensive prep.

Finally, about a week into the month, they reach a point of cabin fever where the time seems right. It's not so intense that they're truly cranky, but they're definitely both in need of some diversion. Apu's cold is waning, and Far's isn't very advanced, and so Sunny allows that she can take a break from playing nurse (a word which here means verrrry carefully but verrrry insistently bringing them both cup after cup of water) to play Halloween instead.

And so, equipped with a closet full of costumes and an enormous basket, they start their rotation of Every Single Door In The Mansion (And All Other Non-Mansion Buildings Where People Live). Magnus knocks loudly, Sunny at his side, poised to say the magic words.

Halloween! In... May. When tagging in, please just get your character to the point of opening the door: we're going to describe Magnunny's costumes in our first tags!

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[quote_gentle_unquote]

"My word!" says Susan, pressing her left hand to her mouth even as she reaches to shake Sunny's 'hand' with her right. "Sunny, I do believe your hand has shrunk considerably in the past few minutes."

[summerdude]

"It's the latest event," Magnus drawls. "Lots of random body parts are changing sizes."

[biteybaby]

"Oh no! What I gonna do? Can't even hold nothing!"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"I suppose you've got no choice but to find only the tiniest of objects to hold."

[summerdude]

"Like the world's smallest--" Magnus starts, and diverts from concluding with violin as soon as he remembers Sunny isn't really a fan. "--Quigley."

[biteybaby]

She gasps. "A third Quigley! But little!" She wants one now. It could be First Quigley and Second Quigley's baby.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Quigley," Susan repeats, brow furrowed. Then it smooths over again. "Your smartly-dressed little dog. A littler one would be jolly adorable."

[summerdude]

"That's the one. There's two of them, though."

[biteybaby]

"Uh huh beach lady gaved me First Quigley, but then First Quigley hided and I couldn't find him so Apu maked me Second Quigley. They're triplets."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Triplets?"

[biteybaby]

"Real Quigley burned to death," she says, very matter of fact.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Oh! My word, how dreadful."

[summerdude]

"At least with her tiny tiny hands, she can pet a tiny tiny new Quigley."

[biteybaby]

“Soooo tiny Quigley.”

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Well, if both of them are acting as if it isn't a comment worthy of greater note, then Susan shall shelve her concerns and bring them to one of Sunny's fathers, instead. "Then I suppose this particular, ah, event is a fortuitous one for you," she tells Sunny. "If your tiny hand suits you so well."

[summerdude]

"Though I guess this does mean you haven't even gotten a trick, yet. Sunny?"

[biteybaby]

"That right Magnu." Sunny pauses for dramatic effect. "Unless..."

She drops the tiny little hands and yells. "Oh nooooo my hands falled off!" She thinks this is a really good trick and a really funny prank and as such starts laughing really hard about it.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Oh dear," says Susan, pressing a hand to her mouth. "Your poor tiny hands!"