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PWB Peeps; The Ballinknock Kronnikuls - Long-leggedy Beesties and Things That Go Bump In The Night [1]
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Date: 2022-10-27
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”You know what night is coming up, right?” I looked at Zee and ‘Risa, widening my eyes for effect. Their tails waved and wiggled, respectively. Zee’s eyes gleamed with mischief as he offered, “The night of TOO DINNERS?!!” He laughed and bounced in a circle. ‘Risa looked hopefully at him and then at me. “Too dinners? We could have too dinners?”
“No, you can’t have two di...”
“Too dinners would be so good,” ‘Risa interrupted me, sighing. I shook my head.
When they said, “Come over for dinner”, I thought it would be different...
“Two dinners would be wonderful...in your mouth, for a few minutes. Then for several hours, it would be lots less fun for your tummy. And my nose,” I muttered. I gathered my tattered wits and exclaimed, “No! It’s just a few nights away, the night I’m talking about. Are you two ready to listen?” I stared at both of them. An interesting challenge, staring down two dogs at once.
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Zee grinned at me. “We would lissen now, Mom! You can tell us!”
I nodded approvingly.
”Good. Because this night is very special.” I did my best to look like I had special knowledge. “It’s called Hallowe’en and this is the night when maybe, just maybe, the veil between the Living and the Dead gets sooooo thin, they can be heeeere. And maybe, just maybe, they could take us from here back to there, so we have to be careful….”
‘Risa stood slowly, as though pulled by strings from the ceiling, and her hair stood out from her body. “You’re scaring me — I don’t want to go anywhere with dead things!”
“Oh, you’re probably safe enough,” I answered airily. “I told the ghosties years ago to stop being mean and playing tricks on me. They’ve been pretty good ever since. So good, in fact, that I think they got the message to the closet fairies, too.”
“I’ve heard all the ‘George W.’ jokes I can take.”
“Izzat the little furries that get dead in the wood snappy things?” Zee looked at me, waiting for confirmation.
”Oh, ick. No, those are just mice who were foolish enough to come inside my house. And while I would be just fine with you two hunting the mice, you leave those traps strictly alone, do you hear me? They would make an awful mess of your nose and it would hurt badly. I’m serious, guys,” I looked from Zee to ‘Risa. “I get sick just thinking about it.” I shuddered.
Is a group of bats called a Flapping?
“You put them where we can’t reach them,” ‘Risa reminded me. “Do they catch closet fairies, too?”
Do you ever feel like your friend isn’t carrying their weight?
“Oh, no. You can’t catch closet fairies. You can’t even see them.” I nodded sagely.
“Then how do you know they are in there?” “Do they smell diffurnt?”
“No, you know because they take things! Then they let you go all over the house looking for the thing, and when they get tired of the game, they bring it back, right where you looked in the first place!”
The dogs eyed me skeptically.
“Yeah, okay — if it was only me, I’d agree with you. But I’ve had the closet fairies play tricks on other people, too … one time, someone had put a very puffy, very white jacket in the coat closet. I was sitting at the kitchen table, where I could see her going through the closet trying to find her jacket. She turned to me and declared she knew the jacket was in there, and it wasn’t like the sleeves were hard to see, but it was. not. there! She went through each coat and jacket, hanger by hanger, but hers was nowhere to be seen. I told her not to worry, ‘come sit down and we’ll just give the closet fairies time to bring it back’...”
I looked at the dogs and laughed.
“She had a very similar look on her face! But she did it — she came in and sat at the table with me and we chatted for fifteen or twenty minutes. When she went back to the closet and opened the door, the white puffy jacket sleeve was the first thing we both saw!”
“I takes what I likes, matey!”
The dogs shook themselves. Zee glared around the room. “Do they come on the speshul hollow night?” he demanded.
“But I don’t know how to nay — I’m a pawsative puppy!”
“Closet fairies come around when they feel like it. Hallowe’en is for other spooky things, and it’s become great fun, actually! People — little kids all the way to grown-up folks — like to dress up in funny or scary costumes so the ghosties don’t know who they are and won’t snatch ‘em to the Afterworld! And since all of us staying at home can’t tell who is who, either, we give out candy and treats so no meanies will play bad tricks on us! ‘TRICK OR TREAT!’ we kids’d call out when we got to someone’s door, and we would bring bags or plastic pumpkins to carry all our treats!”
“You may carefully place your bess treets into da punkin. Fankew.”
“We never do that,” Zee remarked. “We don’t get cookies from dressied-up people and no one comes here saying ‘Tricker Treats!’ And … you always dress the same.”
I narrowed my eyes at the implied criticism, but decided to ignore it.
“Costume? This is my every day wardrobe.”
(“Why, I only wear this when I don’t care how I look!” bonus points for placing the character and quote!)
“No, because children are not safe to walk along the highway at night, and our driveway is too long and too dark for anyone to bother to come here. Nowadays, kids generally go to houses that are closer to their own house, not so much land between houses. Or they go to shopping places with lots of stores close together and the store owners give out treats. Or, sometimes people have a party and all their friends can have fun in one safe place.
I doubt Little Red Riding Hood could possibly be any safer!
“Besides — I don’t need to have all that candy sitting around looking all yummy. I have more than enough around here as it is.” I patted my middle disconsolately.
“But there were times I still got to have some fun,” I added, brightening at the memories. “Once I was just wearing regular clothes, but I took a bottle of fake blood and made a little trickle from the corner of my mouth. Then I went out to run some errands, and the poor woman at the feed store thought I was really bleeding! Haha! That was fun!
“And then one year I got a fake thing to glue on that made it look like I had clawed my own eyes out! Ah hah hah hah!!” I laughed and added, “It really impressed a couple of the older kids!” I shook my head and wiped my eyes. I sighed.
“I think the three of us will just have to make do with the treats we have and the tricks you learn from me. That’s alright, isn’t it?” I asked hopefully.
The mane thing is to have fun!
“Your tricks and treats are fun, Mom,” Zee panted happily. ‘Risa wriggled in closer. “Yeah and we get to be alive,” she noted gratefully.
“If one more person guesses pinata, I’m gonna splode!”
“Well, that’s just the way I like it,” I smiled and hugged them both to me.
Happy Hallowe’en, Peeps! May your Tricks be fun and your Treats delish! Stay safe — and if anyone has fun pics of haunting costumes, please do share!
… and now ….
Scary Utterly Random. Therefore.
PS — the story about the jacket really happened. The closet fairies exist!!!
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