OKAY! Halloween story time! Woo-hoo!

I'm gonna be honest and say I've never really written anything like this before, so we'll see how it goes. I think it'll be fun! Yay! haha (can you tell I'm in a good mood? Which makes no sense cuz I'm home sick from work, but whatevs...)

Before we start, I wanna say this takes place roughly two years or so in the future. To be completely honest, I have no idea how old the gang are (it may have said at some point, but it's been a while since I first read the manga, so, you know... I forget things). Here's how I see it at present, canon time: Maka and Patty are like 14, Soul, Black Star, and Kid all like 15, and Liz and Tsubaki like 16. If that's wrong, that's fine, go ahead and point it out to me, but for the sake of this story, let's pretend that's how it is, okay? SO! Here's how old they all are IN THIS STORY:
Maka, Patty: 16
Soul, Black Star, Kid: 17
Tsubaki, Liz: 18

Good? Okay. Ummm... I don't think there's anything else I need to say, other than the fact that this is a horror-ish story, and as with all horror movies, we can't go without romance! Okay, it won't be the main focus, but it'll be there! And since this is me writing it, there'll be decent amounts of Soul/Maka and Kid/Liz, and maaaaaaaybe some Black Star/Tsubaki later on if I feel like it :D

Oh also, this chapter just kind of sets up for things to come later :D You'll see, haha

Last but not least, I own not the awesomeness that is Soul Eater... Only my own imaginaaaaation! *cue rainbows*

"Come on, we're gonna be late!"

Maka barely caught a glimpse of her partner rolling his eyes before she yanked open the doors and led the way quickly inside. As she'd expected—and to her slight dismay—they were once again the last to arrive.

"And where were you guys?" Yup, she'd seen that one coming too.

Ignoring Black Star as he raised his eyebrows at them and waited for an answer that would never come, Maka turned instead to the front of the room. "We're sorry, Lord Death. We were—"

"No need for explanations," the grim reaper responded in a friendly voice. "But now that you're all here, we can get down to business. I've got a job for you."

Everyone fell silent at once, waiting with baited breath. It wasn't every day that they got assignments anymore. With Asura gone for good, there simply wasn't much for them to do on a day to day basis. Which, admittedly, was a good thing, as it meant that there was a relative peace about the world. But with peace came a certain… boredom that only the thrill of battle could relieve. And it was for that reason that Maka knew that all of her teammates were just as anxious to hear what their leader had to say as she was.

"Have any of you heard of the Alamo Grand Hotel and Casino?" he inquired, cocking his head to the side and raising a finger.

Maka shook her head, noticing similar blank looks on the people closest to her. But to her surprise, it was Kid who spoke next.

"It's a casino that just opened about a half mile from Las Vegas. I've heard they were experiencing some technical difficulties since their grand opening, but what's that got to do with us?"

Lord Death nodded to his son. "The owner has put out a request for a team of paranormal investigators to inspect the recent goings-on in the hotel. According to many guests I've spoken to, things have gotten quite strange there recently."

"'Paranormal'…" Liz repeated, an uneasy look in her eyes. "You mean like… ghosts?"

"For lack of a better term, yes," Lord Death answered. "You see, the Alamo Grand was built over a battle site from a few centuries ago. The hotel building had actually been abandoned for many years, but recently it was renovated and the casino was added on so that the owner could re-open it as a hotel and casino. The trouble is, a lot of strange events have been taking place there since it opened six months ago. Many people have reason to believe it's haunted."

Black Star snorted loudly. "What do we look like, Ghostbusters?" he scoffed. "I don't see how this is a job for the DWMA."

"Black Star!" his weapon partner chided. "You shouldn't say things like that!"

"Don't worry," Lord Death interrupted. "You're right. If it were only ghosts, I would have to agree that it doesn't involve us in the slightest."

"So you think it's something else?" Soul asked as Maka frowned, trying to understand the implications.

The grim reaper paused, scratching what would be his chin. "In a manner of speaking. You see, I suspect there is witchcraft involved."

Everyone was silent for a beat, before Maka asked, "What exactly is going on at this place?"

For the next several minutes, Lord Death explained to them about the various experiences that patrons of the Alamo Grand had encountered in recent months. Most were small, such as lights flickering on and off and water running when unbidden from guests. Occasionally there were reports of sightings of what were described as old war veterans. Recently, however, there had been more and more minor injuries taking place—glass shattering and cutting guests, others claiming to have been shoved down staircases, towels attempting to strangle people, and the like. All in all, the owner and employees were starting to get anxious.

"So… what do you want us to do?" Maka asked carefully.

Lord Death addressed them all, "I would like you to spend the night at the Alamo Grand and see what you can find out. If what I suspect is true, these ghosts aren't here by accident. And no one is better trained to track down a witch than my students."

"B-But tomorrow's Halloween!" Liz protested. "Aren't spirits supposed to be stronger on Halloween? Shouldn't we maybe… wait a few days? I'm free on the fourth!" She forced a kind of light giggle which only served to make her sound slightly insane. Maka noticed Black Star hide a laugh and Tsubaki elbow him in the ribs.

"Don't worry, sis!" Patty reassured her older sister, patting her on the arm. "We're stronger than any old dead guys! If they try and mess with us, we'll show 'em who's boss!" She pointed her finger above her head and made noises that sounded like high-pitched gunfire.

"That's the spirit!" Lord Death cheered Patty on. "Now, I want you all to leave whenever you're ready. Arrangements have been made so that you'll have the whole place to yourselves. A representative of the owner will be there to greet you." As they all turned to go, he added one last thought, "Remember, kids! Good luck, and have fun!"

-0-0-0-0-0-

"Whoa," Black Star breathed, echoing the thoughts of the other six around him.

The inside of the Alamo Grand really was just that—grand. The ceiling of the hotel lobby stretched many stories above their heads, a gigantic, glimmering chandelier hanging from it and illuminating the entire room with dancing crystal light. Smaller golden light fixtures were hung from the deep, burgundy walls just out of arm's reach. The front desk was located against the left wall of the room, and the right was almost covered by an ornate set of double doors about twenty feet high. It was impressive, to say the least, and they'd only walked in about four steps.

"Yes," the man who'd met them at the door (he hadn't offered his name) hummed impatiently, glancing sideways at their awed expressions. When he continued, it was in a vaguely condescending voice. "As requested, the building has been emptied of all guests and employed personnel for the duration of your stay." He uttered the last word as though it left an unpleasant taste in his mouth, and Maka couldn't help but raise an offended eyebrow. "The elevators there—" he indicated the left wall "—lead to the rooms, as do the stairs to their right. The restaurant and pool are down that way—" he pointed toward a hallway against the back wall of the lobby "—and through there—" he finally motioned toward the giant doors to their right "—is the casino. I have been given orders to inform you that you are welcome to go anywhere you please and use any of our facilities. Provided of course that you do not…" he looked Black Star up and down and said scathingly, "damage anything."

Black Star's eyes flashed in indignation. "Why you—"

"Don't," Tsubaki hissed, pinching him on the arm as Maka shot him a warning glance.

The man only smirked as if to prove his point. "One last thing. Note that I have ensured the location of every dollar, every dime, every penny this building holds. Our casino vaults are well hidden and guarded. If so much as one cent should find itself misplaced upon your departure, I will not allow the blame to be put on the ghosts. Understand?"

Maka bit back a remark, but thankfully Kid stepped forward and said in a calm voice, "Of course. Thank you for your kind hospitality. We will do our best to make sure our investigation betters you and all the hotel's employees, so that you can continue to welcome guests in such a friendly manner." He smiled (though it looked more like a smirk) as the man fell silent and glared at him, before turning and striding out of the building without another word, slamming the front door behind him.

"Can you believe that guy?" Black Star demanded as soon as the door was shut. "Like we'd even think to steal from this place. Who the hell does he think we are, juvenile delinquents?"

"Probably," Kid answered seriously, walking further into the lobby and looking all around. "Must not have much experience with teenagers."

"Especially not ones that know how to handle him," Liz said with an impressed smile, nudging her meister on the arm. He flashed a half-grin, before stepping away from her and continuing to inspect the room. Maka noticed a brief streak of disappointment cross Liz's face, but in a heartbeat it was gone.

"So now what?" Soul asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Wanna check the place out before it gets dark?"

"That's probably a good idea," Maka agreed. "We should look around for anything suspicious."

"Aw, forget that!" Black Star interrupted, waving a hand in the air. "We're in a five star hotel and casino alone for the whole night! I say we have some fun!"

"I don't know, Black Star," Maka said slowly, unsure. "We don't wanna make a mess or break anything…"

"Think about it this way," he continued to reason. "Don't you think these ghosts are more likely to show themselves if we're not looking for them? You know, like when we least expect it?"

Maka hated to admit it, but he had a point. They probably did have a better chance of seeing something out of the ordinary if they were acting, well, ordinary.

She sighed. "Okay," she agreed. "Maybe you're right." She glanced at the others, seeking confirmation.

Kid shrugged. "It's fine with me."

"Sounds like fun!" Patty cheered as Liz smiled in agreement.

"Whatever," Soul offered apathetically. Tsubaki of course would go along with anything that made Black Star happy, so long as he didn't end up breaking anything.

"Alright!" Black Star pumped a fist in the air in victory. "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving!"

The next few hours were spent killing time in the hotel restaurant, which was every bit as fancy as the rest of the hotel. Black Star had insisted they break into the store of drinks behind the bar, and downed almost an entire bottle of some expensive-looking wine (claiming that the guy earlier had told them they had free reign of the 'facilities'). As the time passed, Maka began to worry less about the rude warnings offered by the man who'd greeted them. She also had time to consider their mission a bit more seriously.

It wasn't as though Maka didn't believe in ghosts—she'd seen enough abnormalities in life to know that there were many things she didn't understand or couldn't predict. But she still had a hard time fully comprehending exactly what they were supposed to be doing there. Weren't there professionals who dealt with the paranormal on a daily basis? Even if what Lord Death had said was true, and there was a witch involved, wouldn't they have to go through the ghosts to get to her? Either way the whole situation made Maka uneasy. But, orders were orders. And she was still top of her class, after all. There was no way she was about to disobey a direct order and likely get herself kicked out of the academy.

But then there were Liz's words to think about as well. The next day was in fact Halloween, the day when—according to the stories—spirits were supposed to be the strongest due to the unnatural link between life and afterlife. If something happened the next day, would Maka and her team be able to hold their own against the ghosts? Which raised another question—How do you fight ghosts anyway?

"Hey, Maka, you okay?"

Maka jumped at the voice so close to her ear and turned to see Soul staring at her, a slightly concerned expression on his face. She smiled and shook her head. "I'm fine," she answered honestly. "Just thinking about this whole thing."

"It's weird, huh?" he agreed with a frown. "I still don't think I get it…"

"Yeah, me neither. But if Lord Death thinks there's something we can do, then we've gotta try, right?"

He shook his head and chuckled. "You're never gonna stop being such a goody-goody, are you?"

Maka put on a mock glare, feigning indignation. "And you're never gonna stop being a lazy good-for-nothing."

He grinned and rested his forehead against hers. "Nope," he answered simply. She laughed, before lifting her chin until her lips touched his.

It had been almost a year since Maka and Soul had started dating officially, which had for some reason come as no surprise to everyone but them. It had been easier than Maka had expected—Soul going from friend to boyfriend in her mind. Even now, they didn't really act any different around each other than they always had (save for the occasional moments like the present). In truth, their relationship was better than ever.

"Hey, get a room, guys!" Black Star hollered from a few tables away, laughing louder and more obnoxiously than usual (no doubt owing to the alcohol in his blood stream). Maka and Soul separated and glared at him.

"Actually," Kid began, standing up and stretching his arms, "we should all get rooms. It's getting dark, after all."

As they walked back into the lobby, thunder crashed from somewhere above, making all seven of them jump in surprise. Glancing up at the windows above the front door, they could see that a pounding rain had begun to fall outside.

"Guess we're not leaving anytime soon," Liz muttered dejectedly as they made for the stairs.

They decided to claim two sets of suites on the first floor, so they could use the stairs to travel between their rooms and the ground floor. Each suite had two rooms connected by a bathroom in between. Maka, Soul, Black Star, and Tsubaki took one suite while Kid, Liz, and Patty claimed the other. Upon walking into their room, Maka was unsurprised (but not unimpressed) to see the same grandeur that decorated the rest of the place.

The room was almost as large as her entire apartment back home, with two king-size beds and a far wall made entirely of reinforced glass. Various amenities were set about the walls, such as a closet, two dressers, and a television stand. There was a beautiful stone fireplace set behind transparent, gold-trimmed grates, and a bathroom that was roughly the size of her own bedroom. Across the bathroom was the door that led to the other half of their suite—or Black Star and Tsubaki's room. If they weren't here for work, staying in a place like this would be heaven.

"Geez, this place is nuts," Soul observed, striding into the room and tossing his bag onto the bed closest to the window-wall and glancing through it at the pouring rain.

"You're telling me," Maka agreed, sitting down on the edge of the other bed and pulling her hair out of its pigtails. "We should probably get some rest. We'll need it in the morning." She pulled her hairbrush out of her bag and began to comb through her hair. As an afterthought, she added, "Especially Black Star. Something tells me he won't be up for much investigating after tonight."

Soul laughed and dropped down next to her on the mattress. "You've got a point there. But you know, Black Star was right about one thing."

Maka set her brush on the bedside table and looked at him curiously. "What's that?"

He gave her a sideways glance. "We're alone in a five star hotel." He grinned and brushed her hair aside, his fingers lingering against the side of her face. Maka's heart leaped as he leaned toward her. "Why not have a little fun?"

-0-0-0-0-0-

"This is awesome!"

Liz shook her head and smiled as her sister flopped down on her back on her new bed. "It's so comfy!" she said happily. "Sis, you gotta try this!" As the older sister sat down on her own bed, Patty twisted to she was lying on her stomach. She propped her head on her hands and looked innocently at her sister. "So, you gonna tell him tonight?"

Liz nearly choked on the air she was breathing. "W-What?"

"Come on!" Patty urged, kicking her legs back and forth through the air. "This hotel is beautiful! It's kinda romantic, don't you think? It's the perfect setting!"

Liz shook her head violently. "No way! We're here on a mission, remember? You know how he is when he's got orders from Lord Death. He won't let anything distract him. So I… I can't."

Patty cocked her head to the side. "Why?"

"I just told you why," Liz answered, ready to drop the subject. Patty only raised an eyebrow, knowing she wasn't being entirely truthful. Liz sighed uncertainly. "…He doesn't think of me that way, okay?"

"How do you know?"

"I just know!" the older sister snapped. Patty continued to eye her sister, completely unaffected. "We're just a matching set to him. His weapons. That's all." She didn't mean that to sound as bitter as it had, but she was a bit distressed at the moment.

Patty frowned at Liz and said seriously, "You know that's not true."

Liz was quiet for a moment as Patty stared her down. "…Okay, you're right," she finally said in a softer voice. "He's our friend, I know. But I still just…" she let her sentence trail off, unsure exactly what she 'just' was. For almost three months now Patty had been trying to get her sister to tell their meister that she was hiding more serious feelings for him, and for three months Liz had been pushing her sister's urgings away and acting as normal as she could in his company. As far as she knew, he was completely oblivious to the sisters' whispers behind his back, and she was determined to keep it that way for as long as she could.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Patty asked cheerily, leaping off the bed and pulling Liz to her feet. Before the older sister could protest, Patty pulled open the bathroom door and shoved Liz inside, before closing the door tight and leaving her alone. "He's right through there! I'll cheer you on!" she said through the door.

"Patty, no! Let me out! Hey!" Liz whispered, but her only response was a muffled giggling from the other side of the wooden door. With a disgruntled sigh, she turned around. Well, nowhere else to go…

When she opened the opposite bathroom door, she found her meister sitting on the edge of the bed closest to the door, rolling up his shirt sleeves. He looked up at her entrance. "Hey," he greeted her simply.

She swallowed hard. "H-Hey," she stuttered, before shaking her head and regaining her composure. Her moment of weakness hadn't gone unnoticed, however.

Kid frowned at her. "Is something wrong?"

She shook her head, crossing her arms. "Nah, Patty wanted to watch some TV so I thought I'd come see what you were up to."

"Oh," he replied, seeming satisfied with her answer. "Not much really, just unpacking." He stretched both arms out in front of him and adjusted his right sleeve a fraction of an inch. Satisfied that both were now of equal length, he dropped his arms and leaned backward. "What do you think of this whole thing?"

She sat down next to him and thought a moment. To be honest, the whole mission just short of terrified her. After all, ghosts were never something any sane person should want to mess with. Especially on Halloween. "I don't know…" she finally answered. "It's kind of unsettling, I guess. Even if there really is a witch involved, I still wonder why Lord Death sent us, you know?"

"I've been wondering the same thing," Kid replied, surprising her somewhat. "We're trained to fight witches, but from what it seems there isn't a witch directly involved in what's been happening here."

"What do you mean?"

He turned to face her and she backed away a bit in alarm. He didn't seem to notice. "Reports all point to a typical mass haunting. It may be that a witch is responsible for the spirits' appearance, but there doesn't seem to be one present. Besides, if there was a witch here, Maka would've sensed it by now." He had a point there. Maka's soul perception was unusually high, and there was no chance of her missing a soul as powerful as that of a witch. In the past year, she'd even become adept at seeing through a witch's Soul Protect ability. So it was highly unlikely that one was hiding anywhere in the immediate vicinity.

Kid turned and stared at the door across the room, squinting his eyes in thought. "So it seems that more than anything, my father wants us to discover why this is happening, rather than put an end to it."

"Maybe you're right," Liz conceded. "But if that's the case, why send us overnight? Why not give us a few hours during the day to investigate?"

He shook his head. "I don't know," he admitted. "There's something strange about this place. I guess we've just got to use the time we have to figure it out."

Kid seemed to have a habit of over-thinking things, Liz marveled to herself. Any time they were given a mission, he went along with it without question. But somewhere along the line he had begun to wonder at his father's motives. Maybe as he grew older he was beginning to understand the ways of the grim reaper. After all, he was one as well. And more than that, Liz realized, usually he was right.

It was one of the many things she liked about him.

"Hey… Kid?"

He glanced over at her inquisitively. "What?"

All of a sudden, Liz's heart was pounding. What was she doing? This was way too sudden, wasn't it? Why was she listening to Patty anyway? Life had been great up until now, did she really want to ruin it? As all these questions rushed their way into her head at once, her brief spurt of resolve seemed to weaken, and she answered with a defeated sigh, "Nothing. Never mind."

He eyed her for a short second, then shrugged and rose to his feet. "Well, I'm gonna go take a look around."

"Now?" Liz asked, surprised. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "It's almost 9:30, why not just wait until tomorrow morning?"

Kid shook his head. "I don't want to waste any time. Besides, I won't be long. Half an hour maybe."

Liz bit her lip, suddenly uneasy for some reason. Though, it could've had something to do with the fact that they were spending the night in a haunted hotel. Yeah. "Just… be careful, okay?"

He stopped with his hand on the knob and turned to look her in the eye. "Don't worry," he assured her with a friendly smile, before disappearing through the door and closing it tight.

-0-0-0-0-0-

"Hey… Wait…"

Soul lifted his head from the crook of Maka's neck to look her in the eye, making her squirm uncomfortably under his questioning gaze. "We're… here for work," she continued, her voice light and airy as her breath slowed to its normal rhythm. "It just doesn't feel right."

He was silent for a moment, but before long the corners of his lips turned up in an understanding smile. He lifted himself up and off the bed, giving her room to sit up. She re-fastened the top button of her blouse and attempted to straighten her hair, feeling slightly silly. "I'm sorry," she muttered sheepishly.

Soul only shook his head, pulling his shirt back on. "Nah, it's cool," he assured her. "You're right, we're working right now." As soon as his head was free, he strode over and kissed her on the cheek, showing her that he wasn't mad or disappointed, which made her immensely relieved. "We should get some sleep if we wanna be up early to check the place out, huh?"

Maka smiled gratefully. "Yeah. We can't let everybody else outdo us, can we?"

"Exactly."

As they got into their respective beds and turned out the lights, Maka couldn't help but think how lucky she was. She knew for a fact that not every guy would be as understanding as Soul with a 'goody-goody' girlfriend like her. But he let her be herself, and that was what made them so perfect for each other—both as a couple and as weapon and meister. They were the DWMA's top team, after all.

But even so, she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen. Hoping she was just being paranoid, Maka finally allowed herself to drift off to sleep.

-0-0-0-0-0-

When Liz woke up, the first thing she realized was that she'd left the television on, as its low, dull volume was still reverberating throughout the dark room. With a disgruntled sigh she got up to turn it off, before realizing another minor detail: she was still in Kid's room.

It was all Liz could do not to audibly smack herself on the forehead. She'd fallen asleep in Kid's hotel room. Probably on his bed. And for how long? She glanced at the clock and noticed with a muffled yelp that it read 11:53. Almost two and a half hours. He probably hadn't been happy when he got back… And what in the world would Patty think she'd been up to? …She decided not to think about that.

As quietly as she could she turned and crept for the bathroom door that would lead back to her own room. As she did so however, her eyes crossed over the other bed and she did a double take.

It was empty.

With a frown, Liz stepped over toward the door and flicked the light switch, flooding the room with light. As her eyes adjusted she glanced around and quickly learned that she was alone. That's weird… she thought. Maybe he's in the bathroom. She moved to the door and knocked twice. When no answer came, she knocked again. "Kid?" she called carefully. No reply. She opened the door tentatively, but found the lavish bathroom predictably empty.

Getting anxious, she made her way through the bathroom and opened the opposite door that led to her and Patty's room. Her sister was sitting on the edge of her bed, eyes glues to the flashing TV. At the sudden intrusion, however, Patty tore her eyes away and looked almost hungrily at Liz.

"Well?" she demanded, her television show forgotten. "What happened? You sure were in there a long time." She smirked and wiggled her eyebrows.

Liz felt her face burn, but she shook it off and said urgently, "Have you seen Kid?"

A blank look crossed Patty's face. "Wasn't… he with you?"

Liz felt her stomach drop. "H-He was… for a little while. He left around 9:30 to look around. I was gonna wait for him, but I guess I fell asleep. I just now woke up and… it looks like he hasn't come back."

Patty looked puzzled. "Maybe he got lost," she suggested uncertainly.

"Kid? Lost?" Liz scoffed. "Yeah, right." She was starting to get extremely nervous. If Kid hadn't come back, then… where was he?

"Maybe we should go ask the others," Patty said after a moment. Liz agreed and led the way through the main door. Their other suite was just across the hall, and the sisters split up to wake their friends.

Liz went to the door branded 115 and knocked sharply. There was a brief shuffling sound on the other side of the door before it opened in to reveal Tsubaki, clad in pajamas and holding an open book in her left hand. Liz's face must have betrayed her worry, because almost at once Tsubaki asked, "Is everything alright?"

"You haven't seen Kid, have you?"

Tsubaki frowned, making Liz more and more uneasy by the second. "Not since we all came up here a few hours ago. Why?" Biting her lip, Liz explained how he'd gone to investigate and had yet to return.

"He said he'd only be half an hour…" Liz went on. "But that was over two hours ago. Where could he have gone…?"

"Calm down, okay?" Tsubaki attempted to reassure her with a kind smile. "I'm sure he's fine. It probably just took a bit longer to see the whole building than he thought it would."

"I hope you're right…"

Just then, Patty came over from just down the hall, Maka and Soul right behind her. All three of them looked unsettled. Liz shot a hopeful glance at her sister, who shook her head sadly in reply.

"Whazzgoinon?" came a slurred voice from behind Tsubaki, who twisted to the side as Black Star emerged from the dimly-lit room, rubbing his eyes blearily.

"Kid's gone missing," Tsubaki told him.

"What?" Black Star exclaimed, now seeming instantly awake. The situation was briefly explained once again.

"I think we should split up and look for him," Maka proposed almost at once. "He might still be looking around, but given the stories of this place, we shouldn't take any—"

She stopped abruptly as the lights suddenly flicked off, seeping them all in complete darkness.

"Well that was random," Black Star observed after a second of silence.

"Maybe a breaker got tripped?" Patty suggested.

"I don't think so," Liz said quietly. "It must be midnight." It had been less than ten minutes since she'd awoken, at 11:53. She couldn't be sure of the time, but she was convinced that it couldn't be a coincidence.

"Midnight," Tsubaki mused. "That means it's…"

Maka gasped and Soul let out an almost ironic chuckle. Liz could practically hear the wry, mirthless smile in his voice as he said, "Happy Halloween."

It had begun.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUNNNNN! (as a fair warning, I'll probably do that a lot, haha)

So like I said, this chapter was like the set-up :D Kinda boring and pointless, but from here on out things start to heat up! heh heh (Also a note on this chapter: they're a bunch of teenagers alone in a fancy hotel for the night. What would you do, seriously? hahaha)

Hope I can get this done before Halloween... If not that doesn't mean I'll quit or anything, no worries :D haha

'Til next update, oMM OUT!

-oMM