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Poppy knew she wouldn’t actually burn up since she could control fire, in fact she loved it more than anything, but this? This was like a shot to the heart seeing something she loved burnt to the ground by her other love. When Ayza grabbed ahold of her and pulled her away it didn’t stop her still from trying to put out the flames even though it was a useless task at this point, the pumpkin was long burned. 

“Not in time for Halloween.” She whined out before putting her forehead on Ayza’s shoulder. “It takes the earth witches months to get a pumpkin that big and that perfect. We won’t have one this year!” Protesting before she tried to calm down a bit. Using free hand and she brushed the hair out of her face. “No, this isn’t the fun kind of fire.” She pouted slightly, digging her boot heel into the ground. “Do you have something you want to burn though?” Raising an eyebrow at the other woman. “Cause I can go with you for moral support? Even if I’m sad.”

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By the standards of this town, Ayza was hardly a pyromaniac. Given the choice, she preferred to flood a place rather than burn it to the ground. Yet, destruction was destruction, and she could not deny the beauty in watching something--especially something stolen--burn to the ground. She simply watched for a moment, firelight reflected in her eyes while she followed the smoke's path from pumpkin to sky, before she spotted--or rather heard--Poppy's protests. Biting down an amused smile, Ayza strode forward and grabbed hold of Poppy's arm, pulling her back from the flames.

"Darling," she said, "Let it be. Other gourds will grow. And, in any case, a bonfire should never go unappreciated. Come--" She looped her arm through Poppy's. "You must have something in that wicked little heart of yours that is in dire need of burning."

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Dilan could barely even register what was going on all she could do was feel everything that had been building up for months, it was deafening. When he asked why he was here she couldn’t even answer, because she was still sobbing so hard. This was important, at least to her it was when it felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest. When he mentioned Bri though she shook her head and tried to voice out Rio, but he had already said it. It was a gut punch all over again. “That is my family!” Trying to pull herself together, but she just stayed sitting in the sand sobbing her eyes out. “Yes, how could you? What is wrong with you?” Asking in confusion as he actually laughed at her, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands as she continued to try to pull herself together. 

“What? Song, I yes—“ Trying to talk, but his anger was boiling over, she couldn’t do anything to stop him. “I wanted to be with you yes, but I didn’t say it was over?” Stuttering out words as went to stand, but he just kept going so she stayed seated in the stand. “What was I suppose to do?” She shot back when he mentioned he’d been ghosted for six months. “You told me to that I deserved the world, but the part you didn’t get is you were that for me. I wanted you so yes I took a break, I did what I promised I wouldn’t because it fucking hurt being around you!” She screamed back with anger while tears continued to fall. “But it hurt worse being away from you, it just fucking hurts.” She admitted softly. “As for the Dhruv thing since I’m guessing that’s who you’re referring to, it wasn’t some luck line. I didn’t offer to kiss him, I panicked cause he was freaking out about the bull. I didn’t know you two were even friends or I never would have Song. I wouldn’t do that to you ever. At least not on purpose….” Trailing off as she tried to breathe but her anxiety was at an all time high and she was panicking herself. “I wanted to kiss you on New Years. It wasn’t some luck line!” She tried to explain but just dropped her head. "I just wanted you."

Rather than reply to him all she could do was shake from crying so hard, she covered her face with both hands to try and muffle the sounds that were coming out right now. “She is my family. I didn’t pursue him.” Scrambling as she tried to explain everything, but she couldn’t get it out correctly. “I regretted it the second I did it because I didn’t want to kiss anyone else.” Still trying to explain, but she just shook her head before giving up trying to talk completely and continued to cry. As she sat there crying even harder when he mentioned it was a mistake, she knew she would regret this night for the rest of her life. Panicking her chest tightening and she put her hands to her neck. “I’m sorry." She was able to get out before turning invisible on accident.

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Dilan could barely even register what was going on all she could do was feel everything that had been building up for months, it was deafening. When he asked why he was here she couldn’t even answer, because she was still sobbing so hard. This was important, at least to her it was when it felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest. When he mentioned Bri though she shook her head and tried to voice out Rio, but he had already said it. It was a gut punch all over again. “That is my family!” Trying to pull herself together, but she just stayed sitting in the sand sobbing her eyes out. “Yes, how could you? What is wrong with you?” Asking in confusion as he actually laughed at her, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands as she continued to try to pull herself together. 

“What? Song, I yes—“ Trying to talk, but his anger was boiling over, she couldn’t do anything to stop him. “I wanted to be with you yes, but I didn’t say it was over?” Stuttering out words as went to stand, but he just kept going so she stayed seated in the stand. “What was I suppose to do?” She shot back when he mentioned he’d been ghosted for six months. “You told me to that I deserved the world, but the part you didn’t get is you were that for me. I wanted you so yes I took a break, I did what I promised I wouldn’t because it fucking hurt being around you!” She screamed back with anger while tears continued to fall. “But it hurt worse being away from you, it just fucking hurts.” She admitted softly. “As for the Dhruv thing since I’m guessing that’s who you’re referring to, it wasn’t some luck line. I didn’t offer to kiss him, I panicked cause he was freaking out about the bull. I didn’t know you two were even friends or I never would have Song. I wouldn’t do that to you ever. At least not on purpose….” Trailing off as she tried to breathe but her anxiety was at an all time high and she was panicking herself. “I wanted to kiss you on New Years. It wasn’t some luck line!” She tried to explain but just dropped her head. "I just wanted you."

Rather than reply to him all she could do was shake from crying so hard, she covered her face with both hands to try and muffle the sounds that were coming out right now. “She is my family. I didn’t pursue him.” Scrambling as she tried to explain everything, but she couldn’t get it out correctly. “I regretted it the second I did it because I didn’t want to kiss anyone else.” Still trying to explain, but she just shook her head before giving up trying to talk completely and continued to cry. As she sat there crying even harder when he mentioned it was a mistake, she knew she would regret this night for the rest of her life. Panicking her chest tightening and she put her hands to her neck. “I’m sorry." She was able to get out before turning invisible on accident.

Fuck. Song lurched out of bed, nearly tripping on the tangled sheets as he yanked on a pair of pants. He didn't bother with a belt. He jammed his feet into shoes, before shrugging on his shirt and bolting out the door. By the time he stumbled across the sand, his chest heaving, the buttons were uneven and half-undone. He expected blood. Screams. Sirens. Something. Anything. But the beach was empty. No one sprawled out needing CPR, no paramedics waving him over, and no fire to put out. Just Dilan. Standing there like he hadn’t just ripped himself in half to get here.

His breath stuttered, the panic turning sour. First shock, then confusion, then fury as it all sank in. “Wha-" His voice cracked sharply against the still night. “What am I doing here, Dilan? I asked if someone was dying, and you said you wouldn't ask if it was importan-" He cut himself off, dragging his hands through his hair like he could scrub the adrenaline out of his veins. "What the fuck am I even doing here, Dilan?! Why the hell would you-" He stopped again. His jaw clenched as he stared her down as if he glared hard enough, he'd find an answer in whatever the hell this was. "What are you even talking about? Bri? What are you talking about? What did I do?!" But then it all clicked.

"...Rio?" A deep scoff broke from his lips as he blinked over at her in disbelief. "This is what this is about? I sprinted down here like a goddamn idiot, for you to- what? Ambush me about my sex life? Are you fucking kidding me?!" He barked out a laugh that wasn't at all humorous. "I'm sorry, how could I? How fucking could I?! No," He shook his head, her tears only seeming to pour gasoline on his existing anger. "No. You're the one who made it explicitly clear that if I couldn't commit to you the second you decided you wanted me to, then that was it. Whatever this was, was over. Then you proceeded to ghost me for over six months and, oh yeah, made a move on my fucking best friend. Oh, and let's not forget that you kissed him using the same 'luck line' you tried on me on New Year's, and I never once held any of that against you. So, no. You don't get to fucking stand there and play the victim with me, okay? We never dated, and not that you really had a right to before, but the second you pursued my friend, you voided any right to ever have an opinion about who the hell I sleep with," He gritted his teeth, livid that he even had to say it out loud. "But, yeah, sure. Out of the two of us, I'm the one who clearly hates you. Why not?"

His chest heaved like he'd just run a marathon. His anger and adrenaline tore through him in jagged waves as he tried to calm down. For a moment, he said nothing. He just stared past her at the black horizon where the sea met the sky, as if it might make the fury clawing through him finally ebb and, when he did speak, it came out in low and raw words, being pried from him as though it hurt. "You're right," He swallowed hard, fighting to keep his tone even, but the silence stretched until he finally broke it again, brittle and splintering. "This was a mistake." He should've never come. "The next time, there's something important, how about you just-" His voice cracked, not bothering to hide the anger and pain in his voice as he told her," do us both a favor, Dilan, and text literally anyone else."

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Dilan sat next to Bri and looked back at her, fighting a smile as she looked over at her very high friend. "You're so high." She giggled before Bri lost her train of thought and focused on her nails. "I don't think they look anymore uneven than normal." Shrugging playfully as she looked over Bri's nails. "I'm kidding. They look fine Bri." She promised, taking Bri's hand before she was offered a cookie. "Sure." Figuring what the hell since it was just a cookie, she broke it apart and put half in her mouth. "So where did you get drugs from? And how do I acquire some?"

Bri blinked at Dilan, pupils far wider than she would ever normally allow them to be, and sat up a little straighter. "Who me? No. But then ago- potentially?" She nodded once, a little too firmly, then immediately lost her train of thought and frowned down at her fingers. “Oh my God, my nails look so uneven. Why didn’t anyone tell me? I'm going to have to give... my nail tech... a piece of my mind,” She murmured as she slumped back against the bean bag, holding up the half of the cookie she hadn't finished over to Dilan. "Verdict still out... but cookie?"

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Taking the shot when Kiraz nudged her once again, but she didn’t drink it. Instead she just held onto it and looked at it. “Kiraz I really don’t think this is a good idea. I mean what it’s anger and I attack someone?” Thinking of all the way this could go wrong with just one wrong emotion. “I’m not a party pooper.” She said, before downing the shot. She wasn’t about to suck all of the fun out of tonight, like she had been doing the past few weeks. “There. Happy?” Asking her sister as she sat the empty shot on the tray and turned back to her. At the mention of Linden’s name it was a stab to the heart, she’d done her best to avoid him since everything went south. “They do.” She remarked with a smile, before taking Kiraz’s hand and twirling her around. “Come on let’s go dance!” Feeling a wave of happiness settle in and for once she was reminded how good it felt. “I think I got happiness.” She told her with a sigh of relief. “Or it’s at least what I’m choosing to believe.”

“Hi Hi," She flashed her sister a bright smile as she nudged Safiye's hand again with the extended shot. "Relax. It's an emotion shot. It doesn't even have alcohol in it. You'll be fine. Now bottom's up?" She waited for her sister to take it. "I already just downed one. You want me to get cross-faded on emotions? Come on. Don't be a party pooper," She dangled the shot out toward her sister expectantly. While she knew her sister was worried about losing control, she really didn't think an emotion shot would do Safiye any harm. The majority of them that were being handed out were liquid happiness or lust anyway. Whats the worst that could happen? Her sister wound up getting laid or downing back some jealousy? It wasn't exactly as if she didn't feel rage and shit like that towards Linden anyhow, so it really shouldn't be anything new. "It will be fun, I promise. Worst comes to worst, you'll be more pissed off at Linden than you already are, big whoop. Boys suck anyhow."

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“I design the events based off what you all want, and what would be fun for you as a whole, not for me.” She corrected before raking a hand through her hair. She had barely slept the night before and it was starting to wear on her more than it already was, but she’d done a good job of forgetting for the day and focusing on work. “It is, but sometimes it’s worth it.” It was worth it seeing all of her magic come to life, people actually enjoying themselves. “Please I know you telepaths pry into thoughts no matter what.” Rolling her eyes at him. Before she could speak or even think he was grabbing them drink from the bartender. “I see. I mean I wasn’t against paying, but I’ll never turn down a free drink.” She shrugged. “So are you actually having fun at this thing? Or is it miserable and that’s why we’re drinking?” Asking curiously before she took her glass and took a sip. Not wanting to get too messed up from her lack of eating and sleeping throughout the day. “Also you are really white. We need to get some color on you.” Referring to his clothes with a laugh. “I mean isn’t that the point of this thing? To paint each other.” She said, even though her outfit was still mostly white itself.

"Well that's a shame - having to go to music festivals, rodeos, basket auctions, that you have designed to be a fun time." Linden replied, putting on a mock consoling tone. "And that you do a very good of making fun. It must be really hard for you." Looking down the bar he saw a familiar face and smirked. "If you wanted me to pry through your thoughts, all you had to do was ask." He teased back. He called a name, Luke, down the bar, gesturing between himself and Dilan before the bartender nodded at him. "Yes please, I would love to hear your thoughts." He smirked at the double meaning to his words as he quickly slipped around the other side of the bar and grabbed two glasses. "How about free drinks, rather than overpriced? The perks of drinking with a bartender." He offered, pouring himself one and waiting for her to say, or think, what she wanted.

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“I see. You are doing really well at looting the trees. Did you loot them all?” Asking as she put a hand on her hip. When Leyla handed over a hair clip she just shook her head and laughed before putting it in her hair. Taking the other few items that Leyla had also given her and she put them in her shorts pocket. Smiling as Leyla slid a friendship bracelet on her wrist, she couldn’t help but be happy. “Thank you, it’s very cute.” She complimented. Reaching onto her other wrist and she pulled off one of the bracelets she’d made and handed it to Leyla. “I mean I can ask Meena.” She reassured, even though her chest felt tight at the mention of Kiraz, she pushed through. Looking at Leyla and while she wanted to tell her everything, it wasn’t her secret to share. “She just acts like the older sister and everything is fine all the time when it’s not. I mean she’s human Leyla. She could get easily hurt here.” Stressing the human part with a sigh. “I mean the last time we were all together humans got powers. I really don’t need Kiraz to have a power she can’t control.” She knew her sister would probably love it, which scared her more. "I just-- there's so much you don't know and I can't tell you."

"N-no? I'm a good looter," She mumbled softly under her breath, batting her lashes innocently at her sister as she made herself appear as innocent as possible. "But-" Her bottom lip jutted out into a small pout, before a soft sigh broke from her lips. Her eyes scanned over her coveted stash before she picked out a hair clip she thought Safiye would like along with a few other loot finds that she wasn't as attached to and offered them over. "Oh and," She slipped off one of her many friendship bracelets and placed it onto her sister's wrist. "There. Sharing. Though, oh?" Leyla tilted her head to the side as a genuine innocence found its way to her face, not sure what Safiye meant by having Dilan. "I don't think vampires can, but I'd ask Meena to be sure," She offered up with a small shrug as she readjusted her possessive hold on her loot, before she asked, "But why is Kiraz going to send you into an early grave exactly? Is she struggling to adjust here? Because I thought she was fitting in just fine. I mean I even thought I saw her and Ken getting along, but if she's not then, what do we do?"

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Poppy normally wouldn't be so pressed about a fire of all things, but Halloween was her favorite season and this was one of the few things that brought her joy. "They couldn't summon it some other way?" She screeched. "I mean the council of spooky bitches already decided it was fall! We didn't need to burn a pumpkin too." Putting her fingers to the bridge of her nose. "Do you want to go get something to eat before I start a species war with the vampires?"

Option B - Poppy

Linden was just as shocked as his sister as he watched the vampires carry in the pumpkin. It almost looked like something out of Charlie Brown, until they lit it on fire. "Maybe they're summoning fall with the sacrificial burning of the pumpkin?" He offered, his head cocked slightly to the side watching the events unfold, not bothering to look at his sister just yet.

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“I wasn’t going to face plant into a burning pumpkin, I was trying to stop it from burning.” She corrected to her with a grimace. She was still upset their Halloween pumpkin was burned for some stupid burning man tradition. “Fairy Looting.” Figuring the could hide among the trees so Song couldn’t see them. “Yep, pretty sure it was him and Sun-Hee so….” Trailing off as they made it to fairy looting and she started to put her hand into the tree. Feeling around as she tried to find loot, but there was nothing yet. “Looks like they haven’t left anything yet.” Pulling her hand out as she pulled off a cheap moon ring and tossed it into the tree. “Do you got any friendship bracelets or something we can throw in there?”

“Yeah, uh, really glad you didn't, you know, face plant into the burning pumpkin, but yeah. Let's get out of here, like now," She gave her sister a nod in agreement, looping her arm through Poppy's as she tugged them away from the hot air balloons. "Okay, quick. Where to? And preferably somewhere Song won't try to come after us at. That was Song, wasn't it? The one I sort of, you know'd, out of the basket?"

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Where: The Beach

Who: @cantfightmoonlight (Song)

Dilan hadn’t bothered to change or even shower from Covechella day 1, while she knew she was a mess she couldn’t be bothered to care right now. With her shoes and iPad in hand she made her way to the beach, where she had told him to be. She was still reeling from the phone conversation with Rio, she didn’t know how to process any of it. Seeing him there though as she got closer broke her, it felt like a punch to the gut that knocked all the wind out of her lungs. Dropping her shoes and iPad in the sand, she walked over to where he was. Rather than sit though she just stood and looked at him. She’d been picturing him with Rio over and over again on her walk from Shadow Lake, seeing him in person didn’t make it any better. “This was a mistake.” She was already disheveled enough from the Rio conversation, did she really need to be doing this in front of Song too? The answer was no, but the longer she stood there the more she broke.

Feeling tears set in as she began to cry, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands. “How could you?” She asked through tears as she began to cry harder. “My best fucking friend Song!” She screamed loudly, before falling on her knees in the sand. “Do you hate me that much?” Asking him as she sobbed harder, she wasn’t even trying to wipe the tears streaming down her face onto the sand. Covering her face as she sobbed harder, she couldn’t get the question out of her mind of why not her? Why everyone but her?

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Where: Highlighter Party

Who: @xthetoddinatorx

Dilan hated Covechella with ever fiber of her being, yet she was still trying to have fun. “Do you have any drugs?” Tapping the person closest to her on the shoulder, only to figure out it was Todd. “Oh— shit I’m sorry. Please don’t rat me out to Leyla.” While she normally wouldn’t care, she didn’t want Leyla to worry even more about her. “Just ignore my request. I can find someone else.” She promised as she put up both hands in front of her. “I mean someone has to have drugs around here right?”

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Dilan shrugged at his words before putting her hand in the pink paint in front of her and flicking it at him. “I’m required to go to the events I plan. Trust me, you think I want to be here?” She didn’t. If anything she wanted to be away from the hot sticky dirty mess that was Covechella. When he said she was charming as always she just smiled and rolled her eyes. “Welp, would you prefer I think everything and you just listen that way? I mean there’s no such thing as a private thought around you.” Giving a laugh before she shrugged. “Not right at the moment, but I’m sure I can think up something if you’d like?" Offering with a smile once more. "Or I guess we can for over priced drinks and paint."

He needed to be taken out of his own head, it was too busy in there, his own thoughts a hurricane without the assistance of other thoughts forcing their way in. He needed debauchery, loud music, drinks, dancing - as little thinking as possible. So here he was, at Eclipse, sliding onto a stool next to a familiar face as he waited for a drink. "You event plan and still go to events, the two are not mutually exclusive." He pointed out with an easy smile. "Charming as always Dilan." He replied to her comment about his appearance, remaining a picture of ease, her comment rolling off him like water. "Even if I know what you're thinking - it's different to saying it out loud." He laughed, retorting to her thoughts that she wisely knew he was hearing. "While you're at it, any other comments?" He invited, cocking his head at her.

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Poppy let out a whine when he said he had a permit. “From who?” Turning to look at him with questioning eyes. “It’s not burning man. It’s Covechella. They don’t light pumpkins on fire at Coachella!” Poppy said before smacking Ralph in the back of the head. “I can’t burn like that I’m a fire witch.” She attempted to explain but stopped because it felt like a loss cause. The pumpkin was already up in flames. “‘No they don’t! We could have had a normal bonfire! We didn’t need to burn the Halloween Pumpkin to have one!” She was tempted to smack him in the back of the head once more. “Put the fire out, Ralph.” She demanded. “It’s already hot as sin out here and we don’t need the pumpkin on fire too.” Shaking her head disapprovingly. “I can’t believe you!” This was the Halloween pumpkin and there wouldn’t be time for them to grow a new one. “I normally love fire too. How did you ruin the one thing I love?”

Option B

Standing with his hands on his hips, Ralphie seemed pleased with his handiwork. As Poppy rushed for the fire, however, he stuck out an arm to try to tug her back, more out of genuine concern than anything else. "Don't worry! It's got a permit. It's all under control! It's a burning man! And we don't need no burnin' Supremes 'round here," he chided. "Every music festival's got one, don't they? Or at least a bonfire. It'll keep everyone warm." The weather was dreadfully hot. "Why don't ya make a marshmallow?"

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"I don’t know? Little treasures or something besides nothing.” At the thought of loose change and mints she frowned even more. Was it really this much of a bust? Or had someone just cleared out all the good stuff? Damn fae. When he spoke again she turned her attention back to him and out of her thoughts. Scowling at his words, before she put a hand on her hip. “I’m not putting my hand in there to get bit.” She informed him. “Why don’t you put your hand in and see?” Countering to him with a gesture to go ahead and do it. “Why is it so hard to believe that this might be fun?” She asked with a sigh. “I mean something at this horrid event has to be fun.”

Option A

"What did you think they were going to put in there, love? Is your day really worse because you can't go home with a handful of mints and loose change?" Suresh stood near one of the trees, hands in his pockets. Maybe his neighbors were more generous than he was, but he certainly had no intention of leaving desirable loot in any of the hollows. That felt foolish. "I think there's something in here. But it's making noises," he hummed, cocking his head toward the tree next to which he was standing. "Why don't you stick a hand in and find out what it is?"

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Who: @ignoringevery-omen (Rio) Where: The pumpkin bonfire

Safiye wasn’t exactly sure how the vampires had stole the pumpkin, but it was still burning so instead of letting it waste she took a chair and sat in it while toasting a marshmallow. Seeing Rio across the way and she gave a wave to the other vampire before gesturing to the empty chair next to her. 

When the other vampire finally made it over to her all Safiye could do was lean back in her chair. Letting the marshmallow burn to a crisp but she couldn’t be bothered to care. “Want a drink? I have some alcohol left.” Offering her half empty cup over to the other woman. Lately she hated drinking because of who it reminded her of. “If not I can toss it on the fire and get the flames really going.”

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Option A: Dilan

Dilan wasn’t exactly having the best time being gross and dirty at Covechella, but the saving grace for her was fairy looting. Figuring the trees would long be filled up with stuff since she had waited so long, she made her way over to the forest of fake trees. Stopping at the first one closet to her only to stick her hand in and find out that it was empty. “What the fuck?” She cursed out as she went to the next and felt around once more, still empty. “Where is all the fairy loot?” She asked aimlessly. Stomping her feet as she checked the next few trees and they were also empty. “What the actual fuck?” She screamed before pushing one of the empty trees and toppling it over. “Where is everything?”

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Option B: Poppy

Poppy watched as a group of vampires came carrying in the pumpkin from Holloway farms, that wasn't finished growing yet since it wasn't October. "What is happening?" Asking the person next to her as she couldn't take her eyes off the pumpkin. "What the..." Trailing off as she watched them ignite the pumpkin with a flame. "Oh my god. Isn't that the Halloween pumpkin? Why are they burning it?" Panicking as she ran over to try and put out the fire, but it was even too much for her. "Why?" She whined out.

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