Author's Note: Sasha and Raz trick or treating is an awesome mental image. Even awesomer, Sasha was a piece of bacon and Raz was an egg. (Milla was a skillet, but she got sick and had to cancel.)

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"We shouldn't have eaten this much, Razputin." Sasha scolded. "Honestly, I was unaware the human stomach could handle two pillow cases worth – but I digress. You do realize this is all your fault?"

Raz grinned. "Yeah, I know."

"You do realize that, it being entirely YOUR idea we 'team up' and go through the entire city of Whispering Pines, it is your fault we had so much candy it took three hours to get it done?"

"Yeah, I know."

"You do realize that Milla is going to kill both of us when she figures out where all her Snickers, Reeces, and Butterfingers went?"

"Yeah, I know."

"In all honesty, Razputin, we may both become diabetics when our bodies fail to process all this sugar? We're probably on sugar highs and crashes simultaneously as we speak. Our respective pancreases are going to be sitting next to us when we wake up, drinking coffee and chatting about how bad we suck." Sasha smirked faintly at the mental image.

"Yeah, I know."

"Agent Aquato?"

"Hm?"

"Can we do this again next year?"

"Yeah."