WOW it's been a while since I've written for this story. I'm sorry to all of my followers who may have been waiting for a new chapter. I didn't mean to make you wait so long. I will try to update more often but I do get busy. I apologize that this is posted long after/before Halloween. It was in my documents and I had forgotten about it. So without further ado…..

Halloween

The kits sat on the kitchen counter, watching with rapt attention, as Alfred began carving open the top of a pumpkin. It was something they had seen before but always enjoyed to watch. Alfred smiled a bit as he looked at the kits from the corner of his eyes.

Dick seemed to have an intrigued sparkle to his blue eyes while Jason had a "this is pointless but I'm secretly interested" look. Tim seemed to be trying to decipher the workings of the process while Damian just watched with amusement. Their tails swayed back and forth.

Alfred scooped out the innards of the pumpkin and put each scoop in a bowl. The pumpkins seeds and string made a slight "plop" sound as they hit the bowl. Dick leaned over and sniffed at the mixture before giving it a slight lick. His nose wrinkled at the taste. Alfred noticed and his lips quirked up.

"Not so tasteful is it, Dick?" he asked and Dick shook his head.

Jason gave a yip and Dick seemed to turn and glare at him. Jason gave a glare right back before letting out a "huff". Tim watched them with amusement while Damian just kept his attention on Alfred and the pumpkin.

Alfred started to carve the face in, and Tim moved so that he could watch it. Alfred chuckled softly. The small kit's curiosity never ceased to amaze him. He turned so that he could still work but Tim could see better.

"Ever curious, Tim?" he asked and the kit yipped in response.

Alfred smiled as Bruce walked in. He took observation of the scene before him. A slight smile played on his lips as he saw that his kits were getting along for once. He walked over and looked at the pumpkin. Alfred glanced at him.

"You're pumpkin carving skills are as impeccable as ever, Alfred."

"Thank you, Master Bruce." Alfred answered, not looking away from his pumpkin carving.

Ironically, there was a bat symbol carved into the pumpkin. Bruce chuckled softly and shook his head. A slight smile played on Alfred's lips as he finished the pumpkin.

"Well, it's done."

"It looks great, Alfred." Bruce said, a chorus of yips following him.

*Two Weeks Later*

The kits sat at the door as they watched Trick-or-Treaters come up. Alfred handed the kids candy, a smile playing at his lips when a few dressed as Batman walked up. Occasionally, a few would notice the kits and grin. In those cases, the kits would go out and let the children pet them. Damien was very reluctant but after some coaxing from the Dick he followed them.

The Trick-or- Treaters finally stopped around 10 o'clock. By then, the kits were all tired but still awake. They didn't want to miss watching the kids. Alfred turned off the outside lights and closed and locked the door. He looked at the kits.

"Bedtime for your four."

None of them complained as Alfred ushered them to their beds. The curled up and were asleep within minutes. Alfred turned the lights off and closed the door. They had managed to get through a day without the kits fighting and Alfred considered that an accomplishment in itself. He gave a small smile as the Manor fell silent for the night.