Molly & Angelo - Halloween Choices (backdated)

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Molly has trouble trying to decide what to dress up as for Halloween and asks Angelo for help.




Molly gave a knock-knock-knock on Angelo's door. It was fall now so she had busted out her cool fall hats. Though she hadn't worn as many hats as she did when she was a kid, she still liked to wear them occasionally. Especially now. Who could resist buying a hat with fox ears? Not Molly, that was who. "Angellooooo?”

He answered the door with a pleased but slightly puzzled smile. “Molly? What’s up?”

Molly gave an overdramatic sigh, putting her hand to her head. "I have a momentous decision to make and I need your help. Help me, Obi Wangelo-ni, you're my only hope!"

"A momentous decision, huh?" He leaned against the door frame, grinning. "Well, you better come in and tell me all about it."

Walking into Angelo's suite, Molly plopped down on the couch. "Okay...so...and this is very important....I have NO idea what I want to be for Halloween!" she said with a whine and a frown.

"I mean...I usually know what I wanna be for Halloween the day after last year's Halloween! But this time? Nope. Nothing." she said, blowing a raspberry. She folded her arms. "I am not NOT dressing up. It's the best day of the year."

"Hm." He perched on the arm of the couch, considering. "You don't have any ideas at all?"

Molly pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. "Nope, unless you count wearing the same thing from years ago. Which is totally boring."

"There's got to be something that sounds like fun to you. I can't help you make a decision without any options."

Squinting, Molly thought about it for a moment or two.

"Umm....superheroes, monsters, video game characters, movie stuff, cartoons..." she said, listing them off on her fingers one by one. "There's just too much to choose from, Jello! That's why I need your brain!"

"Okay. So let's take out everything you did already."

"That leaves out like....all the superheroes. Okay, mostly Batgirl, Supergirl, and Wonder Woman. But those are the only ones who count anyway. And a fairy, and a pumpkin, and a broccoli, and a elf and a pirate and a pirate fairy..." she said, racking her brain.

"...when did you dress as a broccoli?" He blinked. "And why...? But we'll just have to get more inventive. Everybody does Batgirl, Supergirl and Wonder Woman anyway."

Molly sighed. "I blame my parents. They said it'd be cool," she said, making a face as she rested her head on the back of the couch.

"It was not cool. Mostly itchy."

She frowned dejectedly. "Maybe I shouldn't dress up anyway. I'm like...old now."

"Hey now, none of that." He nudged the side of her leg lightly. "If you want to dress up, you dress up."

Biting her lip, Molly glanced over. "Will you and JP dress up too?" she said, using those big, innocent Molly eyes.

"It'll be so much funner if more people dress up."

"If there's going to be a party, I should think I can probably talk him into dressing up." He grinned. "And there really should be a party."

Molly grinned. "But of course," she said. She sighed, thinking about it a little more before pausing.

"Wait! Maybe I could go as like....Sabrina Spellman or Wednesday Addams! Those are both creepy, cooky, and all together ooky, right?"

"Which version of Sabrina?" Angelo asked. "Teenage Witch or Chilling Adventures?"

Molly blinked with confusion. "There was another one other than Chilling Adventures?" she said.

"Now who's making who feel old? Yeah, there was one on ABC. Much lighter than Chilling Adventures."

"Sounds....kind of weird," Molly said suspiciously. "I must watch it."

"It had a really sarcastic talking cat", Angelo told her with a grin. "Come by some other time, I'll download it for you."

"Like Hocus Pocus? You're on!" she said. She sprawled across the couch.

"Okay, so which one though? Sabrina or Wednesday? Oh man...do you think the magic people would get mad, though? I don't wanna make fun of their magicness."

"I don't think they'd get mad", he promised.

"You wouldn't really be mocking them, would you? But Wednesday's also an option."

"Well, no...but...it might be....y'know, awkward?" she said. The people who made the show probably didn't realize there was really magic in the world. Or maybe they did. She made a face. "It's a creepy show anyway. I think I'll go with Wednesday."

"Christina Ricci Wednesday? Not that her look really changes between versions..."

Molly grinned. "Oh yeah. She's the best. I thought about Morticia but the boobage kinda freaks me out," she said, reflexively covering her chest.

Angelo glanced at her sideways, teasing. "You'd have to wear really high heels to pull off Morticia."

Molly shot him a look. "Hey!" she laughed, shoving him gently. "That's size-ist."

"Just a statement of fact!" he countered, laughing. "You aren't as tall as Anjelica Huston. Neither am I."

"I could wear stilts," Molly said thoughtfully. She shook her head. "Nah, boobage. Still going with Wednesday." She eyed Angelo with a growing grin. "Dude, you'd make a killer Gomez."

"I think I'd have to wear lifts too. And I can't do facial hair - but then there's always paint."

"Or spirit gum!" Molly said, enjoying the name. "You'd be totally suave. I mean---you're already totally suave but you'd be like...suaver."

Angelo laughed. "Well, thank you. I wonder if I could bribe JP into doing drag..."

Molly grinned. "Worth a shot! If not, he could go as Fester and REALLY make the light bulb glow in his mouth," she said.

"He could, at that. And you can get bald wigs anywhere. I'll see what he says."

A burst of excitement overcame Molly and she practically tackled Angelo. "Thanks, Jello! You're awesome!"

He laughed, letting her bowl him off the end of the couch and bouncing slightly as they landed.

"Any time." Molly grinned and climbed off of Angelo. "So...uh...would youmaybe have time to watch some of that Sabrina the Teenage Witch character now? I've gotta see this sarcastic talking cat."

"Now?" He glanced at his watch. "Yeah, I can spare you an hour or two. Maybe longer."

"Sold!" Molly said, hopping up. "Cause I got a class this afternoon anyway and should probably be an adult sometime today too." She made a face. "Boo."

"It's no fun," he agreed solemnly, pulling himself back onto the couch.

"But sometimes rewarding." "I guess. Being a kid was a lot easier. Some people see me as an adult, but it feels like some people still see me as tiny hat girl, not tiny hat woman," she said.

"Mainly the teachers. Guess it's hard to break the habit?"

"I guess if you've met someone as a kid, when you weren't, it's hard to get rid of that image", he agreed. "I've probably fallen into it a time or two."

Molly nodded. "Yeah, I get it. Did it happen to you when you were a student too?"

“I was already 15 or 16 when I got here, so not quite the same, but with some people, yeah. Nobody who’s here now.”

"Oh," she said quietly, afraid to ask if it was because they'd left the mansion, or the worst reason. "Guess I've gotta just show people how much of a badass I am."

He grinned at her, deliberately setting aside the brief darkening of a moment before. "You will. Remember when we went to Rachel's world, the version of you she knew?"

"Yeah, but she was a bounty hunter. That's Wademan's thing, and he's really good at it. I wanna do Molly's thing. Totally get the pep talk idea, though," she said, bumping him with her shoulder with a grateful smile.

"Always been kinda curious if I could lift a building IRL," she added, pronouncing the letters instead of saying 'in real life.'

"Buildings aren't that easy to pick up, Princess", Angelo pointed out. "Kind of anchored into the ground, and all."

"But if they fall on you because of an evil Mary Angie or say....the Hulk...totally fair game," Molly countered with a grin, then held up her hands. "Not that I'm gonna go looking for buildings to fall on me. Unless we can do it in the Danger Room? Do they have strong enough hydraulics?" She squinted. "I may be thinking too much into this."

"You should ask Garrison or Scott. They can make the Danger Room do a whole lot of things."

Molly's eyes lit up. "Good idea! Oh! Did I tell you? I asked Mr. K to show me how to program Danger Room scenarios. He showed me the interface and stuff. It was SO COOL. I'm gonna talk to Mr. Summers and see if I can like...the big important stuff. Sounds super fun," she said, tapping her hands excitedly against the arm rest. She shook her head.

Sorry...Do you wanna watch Sabrina now? I wanna make sure we have enough time."

"Absolutely." He fiddled with the remote, bringing up the shopping site on the TV.

Molly grabbed a blanket and buried herself into a Molly-rito. One episode in her grin grew progressively wider.

"Oh my gosh, it's so 90s. This is amazing," she said, bursting into giggles.

"It is a bit", he said easily, "but isn't it great?"

"The aunts getting along though...that's really weird. And Sabrina's like...completely different. But Salem is totally my BFF. I want one," Molly said, eying the 90s fashion.

"So did you wear this stuff back in the day?"

"Probably something like it?" He shrugged. "I don't really remember."

"Dude, it would have been awesome to see teen Angelo," Molly said with a grin. "Backwards caps and stuff."

"I don't know what we were thinking", Angelo said with a shake of his head.

She blinked. "What do you mean? I'd totally wear a backwards cap," said Molly, who would probably wear a cat on her head if it would stay still long enough.

"Yes, but you're special. And your hats."

"There are a lot of sports guys who would like to say stuff to you," Molly said, wishing she had popcorn. "C'mon, I bet you looked cool!"

"Sports guys don't wear theirs backwards. They need to keep the sun out of their eyes, that's what the peak's for... I really didn't."

Molly realized the statement about sports guys made sense, and that she didn't watch a lot of sports. But the other part... "Psh. Whatever," she said. "Do you have pictures? I'll be the judge of....hat," she said, bursting into a giggle at her pun.

He couldn't help laughing as well, but shook his head. "No. No pictures from back then."

"Because you burned them or because you don't have them?" Molly said, partially suspicious he was just trying to keep her from seeing pictures of baby Angelo.

"I don't have them. Don't have anything from before I was 16."

Molly fell quiet again. "Oh. Did your mom...not make it here too?" she said after a moment.

His smile turned crooked. "I don't know. I just... after Muir... I haven't looked for her."

The show continued on in the background, the laugh track filling the room. Molly glanced over, the mood turned anything but hilarious. A faint glimmer was in her eyes, something unjudging, understanding, sympathetic. "Cause you're scared of what you'll find out?" she said.

"Yeah", he said quietly. "I don't want to think there could be a world where she's bad, but if I was wrong... better not to know."

Molly started playing with the blanket tag. She nodded a little. "Me too," she said. She made a face. "Mine were like...kinda evil before. These might be...worse. Or good. But as long as they don't know...and I don't know...Everything's cool."

"Angie and Doug could probably find out, you know. Without letting them find out you were looking. Angie said she'd do it for me."

"But then I'd really know," Molly admitted. "What if mine died too? What if these are someone else? I dunno who the Molly they knew is. Did they mess with her head too?" She folded her arms. "It's scary to think about so...I don't. At least...not...around anybody else."

"There's so many people here we can't even admit there's anything to talk about", he said with a nod.

"I never blamed them. I mean, they can't help it. But it's just....weird sometimes to think about when it's your own family. I'd already accepted it here, since...this has been my famliy more than my parents ever were," Molly said.

"And always will be", he promised her. "Wherever any of us wind up, we're still family."

Molly's smile widened softly. "Darn skippy," she said, resting her head on Angelo's shoulder. She glanced back at the screen, then let out a breath. "Well, I'm a little sad now. The laugh track isn't helping. Mind if I just take a nap here until I need to go to class?"

"You know you always can, little sister." He wrapped an arm around her. "Just tell me what time and I'll wake you."

"Thanks," Molly said, keeping her head on his shoulder as she pulled out her phone to check the time. "How about 2---" she eyed the clock, which read 1:45pm.

"Ohhhh crapnuggets. I totally got the time wrong. I gotta go," she said, barreling off the couch. Her legs were tangled in the blanket and she nearly fell over but caught herself, trying to be smooth. "I'm gonna be late. So late. Big trouble. Think Blink would portal me to ESU?"

"Sure she will. She might make you buy her something glittery, but she'll do it." He steadied her and shooed her towards the door. "Go find her."

"Okay, cool yes...great...yay!" she said, wrapping her arms tightly (but gently for Molly) around Angelo. "Bye! Have fun at work!" she said, disappearing out the door.