Six Like The Number

Halloween

*Axle’s POV*

The rest of the week passes by in a flurry of school and band practice at Nate’s place. It’s currently Friday at lunch and we’re all sitting at our usual table.

“So what’s our plan for Halloween? I heard Liz might be throwing a party.” It’s next Friday, the night before our gig.

I turn to Six and say, “What time are we bringing Theo trick-or-treating at?”

She looks at me in shock, “We?”

“Yeah.” Did she really think I wouldn't go with them?

“You don’t have to come.”

“I want to.” She smiles a little.

“Okay, well we definitely won’t be finished any later than 8 but I’ll have to check with Shaunice to see what she was thinking.”

“Also, no offense, but I would feel a lot better if we did it in my neighbourhood. Shaunice and Kayla can come too and then Shaunice can bring Theo home with her after so we can go to the party,” I tell her.

She looks shocked once again, “Yeah, actually, that sounds good.”

“Okay, so we are going to the party then?” Cleo asks.

“Yeah, I guess so. Unless anyone has a better idea?” Six asks. Everyone just makes general sounds of agreement.

“Alright, what’s everyone going as? Oh oh oh we should be the Suicide Squad! Luna could be Katana and then Lexi and I could be Enchantress and June and then Axle and Six could be Joker and Harley and then you 5 can fight it out for Rick Flag, Deadshot, Boomerang, El Diablo and Killer Croc!”

Everyone nods and the guys start calling their characters. Once we’ve worked that all out, we plan to go costume shopping tomorrow.

When Halloween rolls around, I invite Six to come get ready at my place since she’s going to have to do all my makeup and my parents are at some kind of charity event all evening anyway.

She shows up around 4 with Theo, Kayla, Shaunice and a dude I don’t know who I assume is Shaunice’s husband in tow. Theo is dressed as superman and Kayla is some sort of princess and Shaunice and her husband are wearing fancy clothes and crowns so I assume they’re meant to be King and Queen.

Six is carrying a bag that I assume has her costume and a bunch of makeup in it. She tells me that we should put on our costumes first because if we do it after we might smudge the makeup.

“I don’t need to, I’m just wearing black jeans and then throwing on a purple leather jacket and gold chain once you’re done with my makeup.”

“Right, good point. I’ll go change in your room then.”

When she comes back downstairs a few minutes later, she’s wearing fishnet stockings underneath very tiny red and blue shorts, a cropped t-shirt that says “Daddy’s Lil Monster” on it and a gold choker that spells out “Puddin.” My d**k twitches in my jeans. Get it together, there are children around Axle.

She comes over and tells me to take my shirt off before handing me white face paint and instructing me to put it all over my face. She puts her own hair up in pigtails and uses some kind of spray to dye the ends pink on one side and blue on the other. She then puts on a bunch of eyeliner and pink and blue eyeshadow that she smudges down her cheeks. She puts on bright red lipstick and then draws a little black heart on her cheek and the word “ROTTEN” along her jaw. I’m impressed that she managed that in a mirror.

She turns to me and combs my hair back before spraying it lime green and then puts on a lot of black eyeliner, super dark red lipstick and writes the word “Damaged” in cursive on my forehead. We don’t bother with the chest tattoos since I already have other ones there. She does however take out a temporary tattoo of a mouth laughing and places it on the back of my left hand. I throw on the purple leather jacket and we head downstairs.

Jameson, who is dressed as deadshot, looks over to us and says, “Oh s**t, you guys look awesome! Great job Six.”

“Thank you,” She says proudly. The McDonalds we ordered from UberEats arrives and we eat quickly before heading out for trick or treating. We bring Theo and Kayla around the neighbourhood collecting candies and chocolate and when we make it back to my house, Shaunice leaves with Theo and the rest of the crew shows up. Everyone has completely nailed it with their costumes. We decide to walk to Liz’s since she doesn’t live that far and nobody wants to DD.

We make our way into the backyard to the keg and I can feel the heads that turn our way. All of us ignore them and grab our drinks.

“Who’s up for some beer pong?” Jameson says.

“Me! But only if it’s not against Harley and the Joker.” Cam says.

We spend the rest of the night enjoying the party and when we finally head back to my house I cannot wait to rip those little shorts off of Six’s body.

“Do you have any idea how hard it’s been to resist you tonight?” I say against her lips as I back her into my room.

“Tell me how hard,” She says as she grabs my d**k over my pants.

“I think you already know.”