It's my party and I'll die if I want to
by Harbinger of Death
Even though most everyone was dead, Shoshana was in good spirits. She was determined to
have a good Halloween party, and so she worked very hard to have it all set up, ready to
go when the ghosts became people again.
She climbed a ladder to put up a huge banner across the gym. Shed spent hours
painting it with ghoulish art and spooky letters. RETURN OF THE LIVING DEBS, it said. She
was very proud of it. After she tacked up the final corner, she backed away to take a good
look. I am the banner queen of the world! she said happily.
But whoops, there went a corner, and it started to fall. No! she cried, trying
to catch it before it fell and crumpled too much. She had her arms full of paper, and soon
it covered her and was wrapped around her several times.
Now how did that happen? She squirmed and wriggled and tried to free herself.
But actually it seemed as though the paper was tightening around her. Really, really
tight. Ugh! I cant breathe! Shoshana struggled, but the more she did,
the worse it got. It squeezed her lungs and covered her mouth and nose, muffling her cries
for help and preventing her from breathing. Finally she fell to the ground and fought it
less and less as she lost strength and consciousness. The banner was her doom.
Meanwhile, Forget Me Not and Lizard King were in the kitchen getting goodies ready, as
Shoshana had directed them. FMN was stirring a giant pot of melted chocolate.
These will be so yummy, she said, staring into the swirling brown almost as
You better not get any ideas, LK warned. Were supposed to pour
them into the molds, you know.
I know. Well have hundreds of little chocolate ghosts and witches and mummies
and bats and pumpkins. Pumpkins! I bet a pumpkin chocolate pie would be delicious.
Maybe. But we cant do that right now. Weve got to get these candies done
or shana will kill us. [Ironic, isnt it?]
Cant we just make them later? FMNs eyes glazed over.
Well just have these and then well make some more.
I am not going to do this over again! he asserted. Its taken us
forever to melt these 195 bars of chocolate already!
But I want it! She became defensive, almost hysterical.
You cant have it!
Yes, I can! She practically growled at him, and he was surprised.
Just gimme the spoon, hon, he said, approaching her slowly.
NO! FMN yelled. You....you cant make me! She was completely
There will be more chocolate another time, LK coaxed. Put down the spoon
and everything will be all right.
Dont force me to use this! She held the spoon in front of her, pleading,
desperate, mad in her obsession. You leave me no choice! Dramatically she
plunged the spoon into the pot. See what you made me do! she wailed, in
anguish and demented satisfaction.
LK dove for the spoon and they struggled, knocking the pot over. The gallons of hot liquid
chocolate spilled over them, burning them alive and encasing them in the sweetness. They
were now giant goo-filled confections.
Posted on Oct 27 1999, 11:49 AM