With Eyes to Hear and Hands to Speak

[EDIT] There is a mention of blood at the end of John's pov, the beginning of the sentence is 'I saw several flashing images...' It's nothing graphic, but I forgot to mention it before.
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Dave's POV

After school started, it picked up really quickly. What with the increase in homework and my new job at the library, I barely noticed when it became October, so I was pretty surprised when Rose excitedly told me that Halloween was just a week away.

I looked up from the grilled cheese I was making to say, *Wait, just one week? I still need a costume!* Halloween was a pretty big deal in our family.

"You could go as a vampire." She suggested.

*No. You suggest it every year, and every year, I tell you no. Why do you keep asking?*

She shrugged and said, "I think you'd make a good vampire."

I rolled my eyes and asked, *Are you going as a witch again?*

Rose pursed her lips and shook her head. "I'm going as Ursula."

*Whoa, neat! Do you have everything for it?*

"Almost. I just need some hairspray."

*Maybe I should do a couple costume with John.* I joked.

"Maybe you should." Rose replied, smirking.

I looked back down at the sandwich and flipped it over.

*I wonder if he even celebrates Halloween.*

"I'm sure he does in some way. Probably by pranking people." Rose replied.

I thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"We should have a sleepover at my house on Halloween!" Rose exclaimed suddenly after a few moments of silence, causing me to drop the sandwich back in the pan. I quickly picked it back up and put it on my plate before sending a glare in Rose's direction.

She just smiled and shrugged again.

After we had eaten, we went to my room and I hung upside down on my bed while Rose sat in my desk chair. Suddenly I sat up and said, *I should go as a pirate.*

Rose looked at me critically and nodded slowly. "That could work. Do you have anything for it though?"

*I've got a puffy shirt, an eyepatch, and pants.*

"Well, I would hope you had pants." Rose replied.

*You know what I meant.*

"Yes, but it's funny to see your bitchface."

I flopped back down and got my phone out to text John.

Me: yo John.

Me: John

Me: Joohhnn

Me: JOHN

Me: jawwnnnn

Egnoodle: yes, Sherlock, what do you want?

Me: do you celebrate Halloween?

Egnoodle: uh. Not really? I mean, we pass out candy, but we've never gone trick-or-treating

Me: WHAT? Never?

Egnoodle: not that I can remember, no

Me: you are going this year

Egnoodle: why?

Me: please

Egnoodle: I feel like things will be made very difficult with this tho