"Oh, that's nice. I'm not the only one who decided to wear an animal costume," Shirley cooed as she walked into the study room and saw Britta adjusting the headband holding her floppy dog ears.

"Hey Shirley," Britta said uncertainly as she took in the woman's costume. "Your…a cat, right?"

"Not just any cat. A cute famous grey cat that's in a famous comic strip."

"Right…which is…" she stated, drawing out the last word to buy some time. Luckily for her Abed and Troy walked in at that moment, giving her an out. "Wow, you two look great."

"Thanks pretty dog lady," Troy said in a thick Italian accent. Both men had on blue overalls and white gloves, along with thick fake mustaches. Troy wore a red long sleeve shirt and red hat and padding to make himself look heavier, while Abed sported a green shirt and hat.

"Did Annie come with you?" Shirley asked.

"She said she'd meet us here," Abed said. "She had to make a few adjustments to her costume."

"What's she coming as?" Britta asked.

"She wouldn't tell us. We wanted her to be Princess Peach so we'd match, but she said she already had something picked out," Troy stated with disappointment.

"She did say she was also coming as a video game character," Abed exclaimed.

"Okay everyone. Famous alumni approaching."

The four of them turned around as Pierce walked into the room. "Pierce...you look comfortable," Troy said. The older man was wearing black silk pajamas and slippers, and a red smoking jacket.

"I'm more then comfortable. I'm Hugh Hefner. The ultimate ladies' man."

"Ugg," Britta complained. "You're emulating someone who's objectified women by forcing them to value themselves only for taking off their clothes-." She stopped her rant as everyone groaned loudly. "Fine, but someday you'll wise up and realize I'm right."

"Britta, its Halloween. Can't we just enjoy ourselves," Shirley asked.

"I agree," Pierce stated. "I should be able to emulate an American hero, just like Shirley has every right to be a grey squirrel."

"I'm Nermal, from Garfield," Shirley angrily stated (while Britta, Troy and Abed simultaneously said "OH")

"Okay, let's start this thing; I have another party to get to in exactly one hour and nineteen minutes," Jeff said as he strolled in.

"Wow, I didn't think you'd show up Winger," Britta said. "And what's your costume? Or lack of one," she stated at his normal attire.

"I'm a graduate visiting Greendale. That's my costume. What are you? A long eared wolf?"

"Basset hound."

"Of course. Where's Annie?"

"Hey guys," Annie stated at that exact moment as she walked into the room. She stopped when everyone stared at her in complete surprise. "What?"

Annie was wearing a tight sleeveless blue shirt, a pair of tiny dark brown shorts, and hiking boots. She had a gun holster strapped to each thigh, with a gun in each one. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail to complete the outfit.

"Wow, you look great Annie," Troy said.

"Nice," Abed simply said. "You went with the classic Lara Croft look instead of the later game versions."

"Thanks," she said. "I was going to braid my hair but I didn't have time."

"You still look just like her."

"Yes, that's a…nice outfit." Shirley said with the slight tone of a disapproving mother.

"It's Halloween," Annie exclaimed, catching Shirley's tone. "You should be able to dress up and have a bit of fun. Right?"

"Right," Britta said, actually coming to Annie's defense. "And at least you came as an actual character instead of a generic slutty person. I mean, Quendra's a sexy hockey player. How does that even work?"

"You crop a jersey into a midriff top and then-."

"Okay Abed, Yes, it's possible. But the point is-."

"Can we just go to the cafeteria already?" Pierce asked. "Before we're here all night."

"It's barely seven," Troy stated.

"Plus, you're in pajamas," Britta said as they all started walking. "You can go to the lounge and take a nap if you need to."

Normally this would have been Jeff's cue to make a joke at Pierce's expense. But right now he couldn't care less about making fun of anyone. All he could focus on was Annie, and how freaking hot she looked in that outfit. If anything, her shorts were even smaller than the ones she wore with her infamous paintball outfit. And while the top didn't allow for much showing of cleavage, it still highlighted just how impressive her…feminine charms were.

Don't get any ideas, he thought. This isn't some random girl. It's Annie. Just Annie dressed as a video game character. An insanely hot video game character. His eyes widened as he watched her squat down to re-tie the laces on one of her boots. This is going to be a long night.

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"Hope you're enjoying the 'Hallowscream' party. Don't forget, there's bobbing for grape eyeballsand blood punch to enjoy," Dean Pelton stated as he made his way through the crowd. He smiled heavily as he made his way over to Jeff. "Jeffrey, so good to see one of our most famous graduates gracing us."

"Dean," Jeff said, taking in the go-go dancer outfit the administrator was wearing.

"Jeffrey, you're no longer a student here. Call me Craig."

"Dean Pelton." They both looked over as a security guard came rushing over. "You need to come quick. We caught more students trying to change the playlist on your I-pod."

"Oh for crying out-this is the fifth time someone's tried to stop the music. What does everyone have against Miley Cyrus?"

"And I thought the year he only played Backstreet Boys was bad," Jeff muttered as the dean walked away. He shook his head before looking through the crowd until he spotted Annie by the refreshment table, pealing the foil off a cupcake. He knew it made him seem like a creepy stalker, but he couldn't keep staring at her. His eyes took in how great her chest looked in that top before traveling down, admiring just how much of her legs were on display, before moving upward and appreciating just how good those shorts made her butt look.

He looked away as she caught his eye, smiling as she walked over to him. "Hey Jeff."

"Lara."

She giggled as his joke before frowning slightly. "How come you didn't dress up?"

"I don't know. I wasn't even sure I was going to come. And don't give me that look," Jeff exclaimed as she gave him the typical 'Annie look'.

"I wasn't giving you a look."

"Yeah, you were," he said in a somewhat playful tone. "You're got frosting on your face." He gently caressed the side of her mouth with his index finger, wiping the orange frosting off her. Annie closed her eyes, sighing a bit in pleasure. Before she could stop herself, Annie moved her mouth over Jeff's finger and sucked it clean. He looked at her as she opened her eyes, both of them surprised at the boldness of her action.

"Va, vhat have ve have here," Sean Garrity said as he swooped towards them, speaking in a bad Dracula accent to go with his costume. "Tvo people to vake members ov my army ov the night."

"I'd be careful there," Jeff stated. "She's a skilled adventurer who's a crack shot."

"Yes, while we're on that," Professor Garrity continued in his normal voice. "I have to remind you to put those prop guns back in the prop closet when you're done with them. I'm directing an alternate take on Death of a Salesman and I need them for the Mexican standoff scene. Have a good night." With that he whipped his cape over his face before hurrying off.

"That sounds like the worst play I have to go see," Jeff said. He looked back at Annie, feeling the same attraction he'd previously felt rise to the surface. He almost unconsciously felt himself moving in to kiss her when Troy and Abed chose that moment to race past them.

"Abed quick, I think Annie's Boobs ran that way!"

"I'm on it!"

"Wait for me!" Brita yelled as she hurried after the two men.

Jeff shook his head at yet another distraction. "Seems like the universe is telling us-."

"Come on," Annie said sternly as she took Jeff's hand and pulled him out of the cafeteria. She was sick of the two of them having a moment, only for someone to come by and ruin anything from happening. It was time she took control instead of just waiting and hoping.

Jeff allowed Annie to lead him down the hallway until they reached the supply closet the group used to sometimes gather in. "Annie, what are we-?" His words failed him as she shoved him into the room and kissed him hard. He grabbed hold of her as he kissed her right back, running his hands down her back. A part of him screamed that they should stop. But an even greater part told him to shut up and allow this to happen.

Annie pulled back from Jeff just long enough to make sure the door was locked before they resumed their kissing. Their tongues danced together as she unhooked the straps of her holsters, a clang heard as they dropped to the ground. She moved her hands under Jeff's shirt, running her fingers over his stomach and chest. Jeff quickly pulled his shirt off, momentarily tangling both their heads together. They laughed before he was able to free them.

Annie took a step back, admiring Jeff in just a pair of pants. It was a sight that while not new, still remained one she loved seeing. She took a breath before pulling her own shirt off, standing a bit nervously in just a bra. Her nervously evaporated as Jeff pulled the cups aside, freeing her boobs. He took a moment to admire them before leaning down, pressing his body against hers as he took one of those fantastic breasts in his mouth, biting her nipple hard enough so it was pleasurable with just the right amount of pain. He kissed and sucked one breast and squeezed the other before alternating his mouth to the other. He felt Annie run a hand over his erection and moaned as it grew even stiffer. Soft mewling sounds escaped Annie as she moaned in pleasure over the attention Jeff was lavishing over her body.

"Get on your back and take your pants off," she told him. Jeff readily obeyed, laying down and pulling his jeans and boxer briefs off as quickly as he could. Annie unbuckled her belt and wiggled out of her shorts and panties. She straddled Jeff's waist, naked except for her hiking boots, and guided him into her.

"Holy, Annie!" Jeff moaned as she slowly lowered herself until he was completely inside of her. She braced her hands on his legs as she pushed herself up a few inches before lowering herself back down. She moved slowly at first, but began to pick up speed as her body became accustomed to having Jeff inside of her.

Jeff watched Annie fuck herself on his cock for several moments, simply enjoying the experience of being surrounded by her warm, wet walls. Wanting this to feel as good for her as it did for him, Jeff leaned up into a sitting position and rubbed his thump against her clit. Annie gasped and shuttered at this new sensation, arching her back as Jeff put his hand on the base of her spine to anchor her. He moved his own hips as he began to piston himself in and out of her while continuing to stroke her clit. They both moved in and out of one another as their lips once again met and they Frenched like rabid lovers.

Jeff desperately recited baseball statistics in his head as he fought off his approaching orgasm, determined to hold out until Annie had also arrived. He quickened his thrusting and moved his thump more vigorously over her clit. Finally he felt her warm walls grow even hotter as she came, moaning his name as she shuttered in pleasure. He arrived a moment later, crying out as he experienced the most intense orgasm of his life.

Almost in a daze, Jeff leaned down, holding onto Annie until they were laying together on their sides. He kept his arms wrapped around her as they lay there in the closet, utterly amazed at what had just transpired between them.