Important Author's Note: Alas, this is the end of Pumpkin Patch. This chapter is dedicated to everyone who has reviewed this fic and all of my loyal readers. I needed to use the Monster Mash for the finale, it was just too tempting. If you don't already have me on author alert and you liked this fic, you should add me. I have decided to make a Christmas verion called Snowflakes because of all of the positive feedback I got for Pumpkin Patch. I will be starting it shortly, but I won't be taking requests as of yet. There will be a notice out in one of the chapters when I decide to start taking them. Read and please review, I have passed 350 and I'm totally estatic. Don't forget: enjoy. Happy Halloween!

Warning: I am pure evil.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. Nor do I own The Monster Mash.

The Monster Masque

I was working in the lab late one night

When my eyes beheld and eerie sight

For my monster from his slab began to rise

And suddenly to my surprise

Bodies glided around the room in choreographed dance, flowing with the beat of the music. The dance floor was a splash of multicolored silks and satins, exploiting the uniqueness of each costume, whether it be from the flare of skirts or the ties on waistcoats.

Merry laughter was mixed in with heinous cackles over a simple underlay of spooky sounds, including the occasional wolf howling or door creaking. A few people were hanging out by the punch table or mingling over in a corner, but the majority of the population of Forks high was spinning and twirling in the middle of the floor.

Yes, there was no denying that the Halloween masquerade was bigger than home coming, bigger than half-term, and probably even bigger than prom.

Masks of all shapes and colors were displayed for the student body to say. Some represented animals, other demons or monsters, while many were very traditional, the only embellishments being a few sparkles or feathers.

He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash

"So, Bella, are you having fun yet?" Edward said as he lead her into another turn, following the crowd.

"Actually, I am." She smiled up at him, her eyes bright.

"That's surprising."

"Why?"

Chuckling from behind his mask, which was a simple black one with a glossy sheen, Edward stated, "You hate dances."

"I think I'm coming around."

"Would that be because of my fabulous dancing skills, or are you just feeling more comfortable on your own two feet?"

Blushing slightly, Bella looked down.

Grinning, Edward leaned down and whispered, "Don't look now, but you match your mask."

Gaining a quizzical look, Bella looked at Edward in confusion. As a response, he tapped her mask. All of a sudden it made sense to her. She must've been as red as fire, considering that the mask Alice had bought for her earlier that week was a deep scarlet, lined with tiny ruby beads.

Edward reached up and ran the tips of his icy fingers over her flushed cheeks, causing an electrical shock to run through her entire being.

From my laboratory in the castle east

To the master bedroom where the vampires feast

The ghouls all came from their humble abodes

To catch a jolt from my electrodes

"Don't worry," He said, causing her to look up into his molten eyes. "You look absolutely ravishing."

"Well, Mr. Cullen," Bella began as she let him pick her up and pin her before placing her back onto the floor. "You look very distinguished."

"Are you sure? Personally I think this waistcoat makes me look fat. I haven't worn it in almost a century and as the trend changes, so do the styles."

"Edward!" Bella giggled at his jesting.

"What? I'm only stating the truth."

"I don't think you look fat. You look perfect, as always. Actually, in that outfit, perhaps more than perfect." She said, admiring his sheik black tuxedo, matched with his garnet vest and bowtie.

"Well, I have to say that I'm just the accessory to the true beauty.

After another blush, Bella consented to glancing down at her dress. Of course Alice had planned on dressing them similar. She too was a vision in scarlet, her dress bunching up around the back just like the old European style. A huge bow trailed down like a train, creating the illusion that she was standing at the head of a pool of blood. Perfect for the occasion.

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash

Spin. Step. Step. Spin. Twirl. Step. Spin. Lift. Dip. Step. Spin.

The dance continued on, in an entrancing archaic fashion; Edward continued to lead her around the floor in perfect sync with the other couples.

How any of the students managed to be able to start up a choreographed dance including the majority of the student body was beyond them, but the more pressing issue was how they had managed ballroom waltzing.

"Bella," Edward said, only loud enough so she could just barely catch his words.

"Yes?" She managed to get out, not much louder than he had been only seconds ago.

He dropped her into a quick dip, letting his lips hover over the pulsing vein in her jugular.

"Happy Halloween." He grinned, letting out a maniacal laugh before pressing the edge of his top teeth down onto her porcelain skin.