The Scariest Thing

>Halloween is approaching.
>Your neighborhood has way more fluffy pets than children.
>Most of the kids go to the larger adjacent neighborhood for trick or treating anyway. More candy opportunities and whatnot.
>So plenty of owners dress their fluffies up and go trick or treating.
>The fluffies have a blast and get candy and other treats.
>It’s a fun excuse to mingle with the neighbors. Especially that really hot one down the street.
>Girl’s got an ass like Alizee. Je l'aime.
>Anyways, most owners will just buy a fluffy sized costume from a store.
>The more arts and crafts-oriented owners will make their own.
>You? You’re curious to see what you’re fluffy, Marvin, would think up on his own.
>So you told him to think of the scariest thing he could think of to be on Halloween.
>You’ll help make whatever he chooses. Should be fun.

>A few days later, Marvin walks into the living room with his food bowl covering his head.
>He bumps into a few pieces of furniture, uttering a muffled “Oopsies, sowwy” every time.
>He finally navigates his way over to where he can see your foot next to the couch.
>”Daddy! Haf Hawwoween costoome!”
>”What are you supposed to be, Marvin?"
>"Mawvin am scawiest fing eva!"
>"Which is....?"
>"Nummies boww wif no nummies, and no can see daddy!"
>That’s….actually really sweet.
>The scariest thing he can think of is you not being there, and not knowing how to care for himself.
>”....You're a good fluffy, you know that?"
>"Nu am fwuffy, am scawwwwwwwwwy!"

>Decide Marvin’s costume, while incredibly simplistic, is actually pretty creative.
>Get a cheap food bowl and cut out some eye holes, and attach a rubber band to hold it on his head.
>Take him out trick or treating while all the other fluffies are out too.
>It’s only 3:00, so the fluffies have plenty of time to run around, get sweeties, and play with friends before it gets too dark.
>Looking around, you see all your neighbors and their fluffies in different costumes.
>A few ghosts (yawn), some vampires, some robots, and other generic costumes.
>A few owners even got into the spirit of things by dressing up themselves.
>Including your hot neighbor, who’s dressed as a sexy inmate, and her fluffy is dressed like a little cop, with hat and uniform.
>You know the real crime here is that ass not dressing up in booty shorts like that more often.
>The other fluffies are all complimenting each other on their costumes and running around playing.
>A few come up to Marvin, who’s pretty unique in his costume’s total simplicity.
>”Wha fwend be? Nummies?"
>Fluffy tells him what he's supposed to be.
>Fluffies get scared at the idea of not being able to find their mommies and daddies, and being left to be hungry.
>Run back to their owners for hugs, begging them to never leave, and promising to be the best fluffies ever.
>Get a lot of praise from the neighbors for making their fluffies appreciative of them.
>The hot neighbor is very impressed, and tells you to come over to her place after Marvin’s gone to bed.
>You love Halloween.