"You should have been there, it was a real funny one. Two words: Poisoned. Apples."

He went with a bit of a fairy tale horror theme this year, all very Snow White, lots of apple bobbing and candy apples he had to make and orchestrate but it was worth it. And, of course, the nice little fog of fear toxin that spread out at midnight. Oh, what a glorious Halloween! Of course, then the Batman came in November and broke several ribs, battered his face in and left him in cuffs for the cops. The usual November. As dull as the month itself. Nothing could top Halloween.

Jonathan didn't pay much mind to the guard as he shrugged off his touch and turned to Edward, holding up his cuffed hands. "The fucking bat, son. Every year, it's the same dance, why can't he ever just let us have our holidays?"