Get in the Van (One Shot)

>Day Get in the Van on Earth
>Be Noteworthy
>You are excited today as today marks your first Nightmare Night in on Earth
>Anonymous, being the extremely difficult person he is, has already decided to not go in costume
>You, on the other hoof, are already in your outfit and simply buzzing about the day
>Chuckling to yourself at the pun, you admire yourself in the mirror
>A bumblebee costume fits you just right and your antennae headband sways with your head in a hypnotic manner
>You emit a light buzzing noise from your nose as you trot to Anon's room again
"Dressed yet?"
>"Yes, yes, we'll be off in a few moments. You look cute."
>He wraps his tie around his neck and loops it in a hasty fashion
>"Might I ask, why a bee?"
"Bumblebee, to be completely clear."
>"Why a bumblebee?"
"They are so cool! Before I became a journalistic, I took a semester on bumblebee taming. You get a real appreciation for the little fellows when you write a 105 page paper on the benefits of bumblebees as pets."
>You sigh with journalistic nostalgia at the long nights you burned away with your quills and candles
>Writing is so awesome!
>"I had no idea you could study something like that or keep bumblebees as pets."
"Well, it was that or dragon biology and I am way too smart to spend my weeks trying to interview a dragon."
>"But, bees were easier to interview?"
>You smirk at the thought
>"Of course not, silly! You can't talk to bees. You interview the beekeeper, obviously. Also, bumblebees are like the size of cats in Equestria. They make good pets if you don't mind the noise."
>Anon looks to you curiously before dropping whatever question he may have had
>"Interesting, but I'm ready and we have candy to get."
>Within no time, you find yourself in the car and speeding down the road
>You flip the radio on for some tunes
>Anon even made a special button just for you so that you can listen to all the awesome music you have discovered on Earth
>"Well, I'm running down the road, trying to loosen my load. I've got seven women on my mind…"
>The radio plays softly under Anon and yourself
>"So, what type of candy is your favourite?"
"Gosh, putting me on the spot here… Um, probably salty candy. Yeah, definitely nice salty fudge or all kinds of salted suckers."
>You gasp as the best thing ever comes to mind
"Salted caramel apples on a stick! Aww yeah, that's the stuff."
>Your hooves rub your face as you droll with delicious thoughts of sticky and salty caramel covering a juicy red apple
>Anon laughs out at your display
"What's your favourite?"
>"Hmm, have not had candy in some time. I suppose I like gummy and chewy things the most. Taffy is always fun."
"Oh jeez! Saltwater taffy -is- awesome! My mom use to get mountains of it when she took trips and always used it as a reward for chores."
>You press your hoof into your stomach contently and smile
"So many chores…"
>It does not take long for Anon to get where he is going, though it never really does with the way he drives
>You hop from the car and look around
>There seems to be many small houses in neat rows across multiple streets and you quickly do the math
>At one piece of candy multiplied by the number of doors on one street block divided by your ability to blurt the proper human Nightmare Night greeting; you estimate that you will have enough candy to last until next Hearth's Warming Eve!
>"This is a pretty quiet mixed neighborhood. I believe it would be the best place to start."
>Anon always uses that term, "mixed" and it always comes off oddly
>To say that ponies and humans living together would be some kind of mix just feels strange to you
>You would use just the word, "neighborhood" to describe a bunch of creatures living together
>At any rate, you refresh your goal and step lively to the first house
>A quick wrap at the door and you prepare to dazzle
>Another pony answers this first door as the flair fizzles in you
>You really wanted to impress another human on your first ever Nightmare Night on Earth
>Still, you get a big candy bar that reads, "3 Musketeer"
>Your sadness is quickly pushed aside and you say your thanks
>"Not bad for your first house."
>House after house, you ready yourself for a human and meet another pony
>It is ten houses in that your journalistic nature suddenly kicks in
>Looking around, you hardly can believe you did notice that there are no humans gathering candy on this block
>Furthermore, you take realize that most of the street signs are written in Equestrian
"Anonymous… We need to talk."
>"Yes?"
"This is an all-pony neighborhood, isn't it?"
>You turn to him and look him in the eyes
>"Well, not all of the houses are pony housing."
>He twitches in that way you have seen when he is nervous
>That sort of twitch that one would mistake for thinking if they had not known Anon
"You… You don't think I can handle it, do you?"
>"Now, Note, it's nothing like that."
"So, what is it? Why would you specifically take me all this way instead of just staying in your neighborhood?"
>"I just thought the candy would be better here…"
>He twitches again and you scowl
"I'm not a little filly, Anon. I can handle rejection."
>Your antennae bounce wildly as you announce this
>"I kind of had a feeling this wouldn't work. It's just that I don't want to see you sad tonight. I know how important this is to you."
"It was only important because I was trying to fit in. This is no different than Ponyville for me. I think I'll wait in the car."
>You stomp away with your head held high, but feel like crying all the same
>It is much longer than you wanted before Anon's footsteps reach you
>"Note… Noteworthy, please hear me out."
"I am listening."
>Not wanting to look at him, you stop and focus on a nearby tree
>"Please do not be angry with me. I just had it in my head that you would feel comfortable and safe like this. I can make it up to you. There is still time in the day."
>You sniffle as your will begins to dissolve
"I trust you… I just want you to trust me. We are supposed to be partners in this."
>"I realize this was a bad idea, believe me I do. Can we try again?"
>You turn to him with barely contained tears before nodding
"Yeah, I'll give it another try."
>Anonymous rushes to you now and kneels before you
>Wiping your blurry eyes, he smiles back and hugs you
>"Hey now, don't get so worked up. We -are- partners and as such, we are going to do this trick-or-treat deal together."
>He quickly scoops you up and walks to the car
>For a big lug with more brains than heart, Anon can be charming when he tries
>The trip back is quick, if not too quiet for your tastes
>You peer out the window to see humans in costumes mingling with ponies doing the same
>Anon takes you by the hoof and looks deep into you
>"Ready to tackle some houses, partner?"
>By Celestia, you wish he would kiss you right now
>Shoving that hopelessly beautiful thought to one side, you both hop from the car and gallop to an obviously human house
>The yard is overly decorated with gravestones and spooky human skeletons
>Lucky, you know humans always keep their skeletons inside themselves and those are just props
>Not so different, them and you!
>Stepping up to the house, you feel the moment in your gut
"Trick-or-treat!"
>You smile brightly and wag your tail lightly at the human before you
>She smiles as she hands you a few small candy blocks
>"A bee costume? How cute."
>You acknowledge you are, in fact, cute before giving thanks
>Running back to Anonymous, you smile proudly
"I did it exactly as we practiced and it worked as well as I had expected!"
>You go about this routine for the next few homes and have great success
>Before long, you end up trailing behind two ponies that you have not seen in this neighborhood
>A great time to make friends, you think!
>You quickly approach from one side of the mare and announce yourself
"Hey, hello! Noteworthy, journalist extraordinaire! I couldn't' help but notice you two were out Trick-or-Treating. How is that going for you?"
>Her sugarplum mane is put up in a small ponytail and a red fez hat sits neatly on her head
>She wears a brown suit that looks to be out of date and a red bowtie
>They stop in their tracks and look to each other curiously
>The stallion looks quizzically to her and then you
>"Well, we've got a lot of candy, if that's what you're asking?"
>You nod and prance about the stallion pegasus quickly
>He is kitted out in a very elaborate, but also dated, guard uniform
"Hmm, that's a neat costume. Are you some type of Middle Ages cavalry warrior?"
>The stallion sighs lightly
>"If you need to know, I am a character from a human show called, 'Doctor Who.'"
"What's the name?"
>"Doctor Who."
"Yes, that's what I'm asking!"
>The mare chuckles lightly before finally speaking
>"It's a show with the title, 'Doctor Who'; he's Rory and I'm the titular doctor."
>She stands proud for a moment before nodding her head to you
>"My name's Telecast, by the way. This is Baker's Dozen."
>He nods quickly before smiling
>"Please, just 'Bakers' will do."
"A pleasure, Telecast; Bakers. Nice to meet some upstanding holiday revelers!"
>Anonymous finally steps up to your little group
>"Making friends, are we?"
>Telecast looks up to him with a strange look on her face
>"You look familiar… Have you been on TV?"
>Anonymous nods slightly
>"Just current events, nothing too interesting."
>Baker's Dozen shrugs and glances about
>"I'm all for niceties, but this costume is hot and I don't even eat candy. Can we get back to this thing?"
>Telecast quickly ruffles his mane with her hoof and smiles with him
>"You are such a grumpy Rory. So cute."
>He sighs in exasperation and quickly begins to walk to another house
>"… I am not cute…"
>You follow along with the two as Anon tags along just slightly at your rear
"So, are you two also here for the holidays?"
>Bakers is the first to remark
>"Well, I live around here."
>"I'm just out of classes right now, but I live a few miles outside of the city."
"Whoa, how long have you two lived on Earth?"
>"Whole life as far as what my birth certificate says."
>Bakers snorts lightly through his nose as he begins to climb some steps
>Telecast looks over her shoulder to you
>"I guess you're from out of town?"
"Yes and no! While I am a denizen of Ponyville, I am currently living here with my friend, Anon."
>Bakers looks down the small brick steps to you two and hurries you along
>With each passing house, you learn a little more about these new friends
>The next house gives you freshly baked muffins on your quest for candy
>You thank them and continue down the street
>"Ugh, these smell awful."
>Bakers scoffs at his treat before holding it to Telecast
>"Pfft, you are so bad at this; having fun."
>Telecast devours the muffin in one great bite and grins from ear to ear
>"I just can't do it. This is easily Betty Crocker crap! I can hoof-make much better treats and you know it."
"Oh, you can cook?"
>He looks to you with a deadpan expression
>"I do not just cook. I create fine culinary art!"
>Bakers puffs out his chest and stands proudly
>His guard regalia adds to his air of authority and you snicker
"Anon is actually a really good cook, too. He makes the best bread that just melts in your mouth."
>Bakers' eyes narrow as he thinks
>He lets go a quick grunt from his nose and turns his head to Anon
>"I'd like to be the judge of that."
"Ohh, did you hear that, Anon?"
>Anonymous smirks and dips his head toward the stallion
>"I did."
"Great! We'll set up a dinner date!"
>Both Anon and Bakers look to you curiously for the moment before breaking out into a fit of giggles
>They must like each other even more than you thought
>Nailed it!
>It is another few hours pass as your bag is fills enough to start burdening your teeth
>"What a scoop! This is enough candy to keep me busy all week!"
>Telecast taps at the sack of candy on Bakers’ back and nods
>"Oh yeah, definitely a good year. Halloween is great; I just love being able to dress up like this."
>"Yeah, it's OK… Can I go as something -not- overly decorated next year?"
>Telecast hugs Baker's Dozen and he seems to calm a bit
>"You need to stop owing me life-debts."
>Bakers simply sighs and hangs his head in defeat
>You smile at their friendship and can tell it is deep and meaningful
>She turns her attention back to you
>"So, yeah, the show is pretty old now, but Netflix marathons are always fun."
>You listen in a captivated trance to the knowledgeable pony
"Wow, I need to see more of this show, lots more human stuff! I can't believe you were born right here on Earth! That must be awesome. I need to get the whole story someday soon!"
>Despite all you have done today with your new pals, your rambunctious energy seems to make Telecast cautious
>"Uh, sure, another time. Maybe we can meet up for coffee when you're not busy?"
>This mare is just begging for you to write her autobiography!
"That sounds like a great plan."
>Anon disappears as the three of you continue to chatter of human television, movies, and candy
>His car wheels around in no time at all and you believe it is time to go
"Well, happy Hollow-Inn you two! I'll be seeing you around!"
>You hop in the car and watch your new friends disappear into the distance
>"Well, how was your first Halloween? As fun as Nightmare Night?"
"As fun as Nightmare Night? Puh-lease! Twice as good!"
>Anon nods solemnly
>"Now, I am not certain if ponies end their Nightmare Night like I do, but…"
>Anon's hand reels up a bottle of wine
"Oh, Anonymous, wine and chocolate? Are you trying to tease me?"
>You smirk and bat your eyes at him
>"Tease you? Heavens no. This bottle is to drive you completely mad."
>Turning it to one side, you see the label and your jaw drops
"Caramel apple wine?! I could just kiss you!"
>"But, would you?"
>You freeze again as he smirks in his predatory manner
"I, um, yeah…"
>You fidget and blush a bit as Anon hands you the smooth bottle
>"Would you also be up for a spooky movie?"
"I don't know… I might get scared and then you'd have to hold me close."
>"Hmm, works for me. I am happy your first Halloween turned it out this nice."
"Maybe it'll end even better?"
>You grin widely to the bottle of wine in your lap and then to Anonymous
>Tonight, you think, just could be -the- night!