A British Werewolf in Danville

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Note: If the words are in italics, it's a telepathic message. More info on Jessie's page.

SNEEK PEEK
It was a blustery, chilly fall day in the suburbs of the city of Danville. A bright yellow school bus pulled to a halt at a bus stop and opened its doors. A small throng of excited kids exited, ready to return home to prepare their costumes. For you see, tonight was no ordinary night. It was Halloween, the one night of the year when you can be anything, even the exact opposite of what you are, and nobody looks at you any different. Strangely, though, the last three to leave the bus were probably the most excited of all. The holdup was due to the fact that one of them, a girl with extremely long green hair, had been trying to write a message on the window with her tongue. “Jessie, I’ve told you I dunno how many times before” said her redheaded companion, Phineas Flynn “Maybe another planet it’s considered courteous to leave behind spit-notes when you exit a building or vehicle, but around here it’s just considered weird”. “Sorry” she said, blushing a little. Phineas didn’t seem annoyed though, just a little amused. “C’mon guys!” he called jumping out of the door onto the street “Daylight’s burning!” His step-siblings, the aforementioned Jessica Fletcher and her twin brother, Ferb, followed him eagerly. Each of them had a brilliant idea for a costume, and a lot of work would be necessary. Jessie, as she prefers to be called, looked over at her brothers

“Remind me, what am I supposed to say again?” She’d been over the Trick-or-Treating process several times before, but it was her first Halloween, so some slack had to be cut.

“Just ‘Trick-or-treat!’” Phineas said “Or, if you want to get creative, ‘Dulces o travesura!’”.

Jessie glanced at Ferb, sending him a telepathic message. “Why would people want a trick, anyway?” she asked.

”Don’t ask me, little sister,” he responded “I didn’t invent the holiday”.

Jessie shot him a glare. ”I’m not 'little!" she insisted.

A teasing grin crossed Ferb’s face. “Yes you are, I was born first!”.

Jessie rolled her eyes “We're twins!”

“I’m still older!”

“By three minutes!!” 

By now, Phineas had guessed that they were arguing, probably due to the fact that Ferb was now giggling over apparently nothing. “Uh, guys?” he said, snapping them back to the audible world. Just then, they were joined by three other people, Buford, Baljeet and Isabella.

“Hey, Dinner Bell!” said Buford “Hey Beanpole! Hey...J-Jessica” His voice faltered a little when he said her name.

“Hey guys” Jessie said “You got ideas for tonight?”

“Do I ever!” said Isabella brightly. “I’m gonna be a Native American, what’re you dressing up as?”

Jessie didn’t need to think twice. “Rapunzel.”

Everyone stopped in their tracks and stared at her. Jessie usually couldn’t be caught dead wearing a skirt, let alone a princess dress. She seemed to know what they were thinking. “It’s a special night!” she said with a shrug.