A Lovely Halloween
   "Hurry up Spitifire. Any longer and we will be late for the haunted hay ride," yelled Elsina as she waited for him to come downstairs with his home made wizard costume. "I'm sorry about the wait. I can't find my scepter," said Spitfire. "Well is there anything you can find thats similar." "Well", said Spitfire, "I guess I can use this Keyblade I bought for myself a few years ago." "Then grab it and lets fly out of here," yelled Elsina, slightly muffled because of her dragon skull mask. "Okay then, be amazed at the amazing wizard Spitfire," he says as he slowly  flies down to the stairs, with a fake grey beard and Keyblade, while also wearing a purple and black cloak over him. "I'll be even more amazed when you get your padded butt out the door," Elsina yelled. "Alright fine, I guess that might be amazing to some individuals," he says while shrugging. 
     Not so long after that conversation, Elsina and Spitfire start flying into the night headed for the hay ride. "There it is," said Elsina, pointing down to a specific spot. "And not a minute too late," Spitfire exclaimed as he noticed the crowd near it. Shortly after spotting the hay ride, they both touch down on the grass while also holding the money for the ride in their claws. "This is gonna be so awesome," said Elsina, while Spitfire is looking at his phone. "Hmm, It says here that its supposed to rain tonight, oh those poor trick-or-treaters," he says with a sigh. "Maybe it won't happen," as she tries to reassure him. "I don't know, it would not make sense for them to be wrong if it is supposed to happen tonight. The good thing is if it does rain, at least my cloak will keep me dry and I won't think that I've wet myself."
    "Hello every creature and welcome to the worst ride of your lives, where you will... hey where are all of you going," said the raccoon operating the truck. One of the would be passengers looks back and says, "It's going to rain hard dude. Thank goodness you offer refunds." "Wait," said the raccoon,"Halloween only comes once a year." "If it makes you feel any better, we're staying," said Spitfire with Elsina noding. The raccoon looked back at him,"Well I guess two is better than no one at all." He gets closer to Spitfire and Elsina, "To be honest with ya, this won't really be so terrifying. I just say that for the show." With that he enters the truck and the ride begins.
    The raccoon really was telling the truth. A few skeletons, employees wearing half-baked costumes based off horror movies, a CD playing stereotypical Halloween music, and it taking place at night, does not make a good haunted hay ride. "So Spitfire, seeing how nothing terrifying has really happened, besides how little money this guys going to make tonight, I was wondering what your greatest fear is," Elsina asked. "Death," Spitfire said calmly,"Before, it was other animals finding out about my diapers, but things change as I just shrugg it off now." "Okay," said Elsina, "For me it would also be death. It just feels so," she stops herself for a second as they were now caught in the the rain that was predicted, "sudden."
   As the rain continued, Spitfire could not help but notice how wet Elsina was getting and he felt like he needed to do what should be done. "Hey, Elsina." She looked back at Spitfire and asked him why he called her name. "Would you like me to share my cloak with you to help keep you dry," he says. "That would be nice," she replies. Not too long after, they are both under his cloak while getting close to each other. "Thanks dude," she says to him," I feel warm and soft." Spitfire moved his face to her mask, "I did not only do this because I'm feeling generous, I am also doing this because I love you." She takes her mask off for a second and smiles. "What makes this better is being close to your diaper, as I love those cute little crinkling sounds you make with it," she says softly. For the rest of the night, even after the ride was over, they both were covered with his cloak, flying in the darkness back to their home. "I thought this was Halloween," she said, "not Valintines Day." For the rest of the flight back home, all they could do was laugh.
The End