Title: Halloween Bag of Tricks Author: Tina Pairing: Brian and Justin Rating: PG-13 (only for language) Category: Humor/Other Summary: Justin knows what he's doing. Disclaimer: If this were a utopian world they could belong to all of us, but it's not, so they don't.  Sadly, they belong to Cowlip. Feedback: Yes, please.  Send it to Weird4182@yahoo.com Author's Notes: A little holiday fun.  The story that Justin tells actually happened to me on Halloween when I was 5.  ~*~ 2 weeks until Halloween "Brian?" "No." "Brian?" "No!" "You don't even know what I'm going to ask you." "Wanna bet?  And even if you're not about to ask me now, I know you eventually will.  So, no fucking way am I going to the GLC Halloween Crapfest.  Consider it an answer in advance." "Are you sure about that?  They're having the carnival for kids at the Center, but then they're having an after-hours party at Babylon.  We could go to the Center just long enough to see Gus play a few games and then hit Babylon." "I'm not about to go anywhere near Babylon that night.  All those queers in costumes will be more pathetic than usual." "Well we can't all be as wonderful as Brian Kinney." "Now you're talking." ~*~ 1 week until Halloween "Has Lindsay talked to you about Gus' costume yet?" "No." "What do you think he'll want to be?" "Probably some fucking Disney character.  I swear Linds is trying to turn him into a lesbian." "How does liking Disney movies equate with him being a lesbian?  And keep in mind that Gus is only four." "Shut up Sunshine." ~*~ 5 days until Halloween "What the fuck are you listening to?" "The Monster Mash." "Okay…better question, why?" "I'm just getting in the holiday spirit and it's a good song." "If you say so." "You know, you should think about trying to enjoy this holiday, since your son is really excited and he's at one of the best ages for it." "I just don't see what the big deal is." "Brian, for a kid, Halloween is the best holiday, only second to Christmas and birthdays.  Even a shitty Halloween can still be fun and is better than a regular day." "Have you ever had a shitty Halloween?" "When I was 5, a couple of weeks before Halloween, I got an ear infection.  The doctor put me on Penicillin and I got better, but I began developing hives.  Mom took me into Urgent Care and the doctor that I saw told us that it was nothing.  The hives got worse.  They didn't hurt, but there were more and they were darker.  Mom took me back to Urgent Care and we got stuck with that same doctor.  He says that it's still nothing and that mom worries too much.  They progressively got worse and covered more of my body, so we go back to Urgent Care for the third damn time and we get the same fucking doctor!  This time he refuses to examine me, he tells mom that she's neurotic and that if she brings me back in, that he'll put a note in my medical records not to see me for hives." "Wait, he actually had the nerve to call Jenn neurotic?  And he lived?" "Yeah, that asshole.  Anyway, my ear infection cleared up.  The hives were still there, but they didn't hurt or limit me physically, so I felt fine and convinced my parents that I was perfectly capable of trick or treating.  Daph's parents had to go out of town, so she was staying with us.  Daph went as a cat and I went as a mouse.  Whenever we would play tag or hide and seek, Daph always had the hardest time catching or finding me.  And our favorite cartoon at the time was Tom & Jerry, even though Tom's actually gray and Jerry's brown, and with our costumes, Daph was a black cat and I was a white mouse.  Opposite colors and all that looking good together, I guess." "Is that an important part of the story?" "No, so rather than going in out neighborhood, we went trick or treating at the mall on Halloween.  It was cool.  The stores gave out candy or little trinkets.  I remember that McDonald's even gave out kiddy ice cream cones.  But after like ten or twenty minutes, I felt like I couldn't walk anymore.  My legs hurt and I was really tired.  Dad carried me for a while, but that didn't keep my legs from aching.  I still had fun though.  The mall was decorated and we got a lot of candy." "Always thinking with that stomach of yours." "Fucker.  Anyway…Daph and I camped out in sleeping bags in the living room that night.  The next morning I go to get up and I can't move my legs.  I can't walk or stand or even fucking flex my toes.  I started to scream and mom came running.  She's said that she'll never be able to get the sight of me dragging my body across the floor out of her mind.  She grabbed me, grabbed our coats, said maybe five words to dad about watching Molly and Daph and rushed me to the emergency room.  I don't remember too much about that day except that I was poked with needles about a million times.  They drew blood, they gave me shots, and they hooked me up to an IV.  The outcome:  I'm severely allergic to Penicillin and all derivatives and nearly died." "Your parents didn't realize that the hives were from the medication?" "Up until then, all of the allergic reactions that I'd had were immediate.  Seizures, swelling, trouble breathing, things like that.  This took time to develop and it was a topical reaction.  Mom figured that maybe I had developed an aversion to grass or laundry detergent or cotton.  She just didn't connect it to the Penicillin.  But she had still been really concerned about it and rightly so!" "I know.  I'm glad you're alright and I hope that if Jenn ever saw that doc again that she handed his balls back to him on a platter." ~*~ 2 days until Halloween "It's perfect Linds.  All right, I'll stop by tomorrow.  Bye." "What'd she want?" "She wants me to go by tomorrow and help Gus with his costume." "What did Sonnyboy finally decide to be?" "The crocodile from Peter Pan." "Are you fucking kidding me?" "No, he loves it.  Deb made his costume and it's great!  She even sewed a mechanism from a metronome into a pocket, to make a ticking sound.  Gus can't wait to show it off." "How will anyone even know what he's from?" "That's easy.  Emmett's going as Captain Hook.  Gus wanted his Dada but…" "Hell no." "We know.  That's why we explained it to Gus and Emmett offered.  Gus said I was too short and that neither mommy's could do it since they were women.  Ben's too bulky, plus he and Michael are going as two of the X-Men.  Emmett's the right height, body shape and he's willing." "A fucking croc?" "Don't sound so disappointed!  You're not even going to see him in his costume!  Plus it was either the croc or Tinker Bell." "What?!  He spends too much fucking time with Emmett." "Those are his two favorite characters in the movie.  Luckily, we were able to talk him out of Tink and into the croc.  We didn't think people would be able to handle a cross-dressing four year old and we don't want Gus to be picked on." "Well, when you put it that way…" ~*~ Halloween "Where are you going?" "I'm taking Emmett's costume and meeting him at the girls' place then he's going to change and we're going to the carnival together." "When will you be back?" "I don't know.  We're all going to Babylon afterwards in costume, so it might be late.  Thank G-d Halloween lands on a Saturday this year.  I don't have to worry about getting up early tomorrow." "Sure, whatever…what's taking you so long in the bathroom?" "I'm putting on my costume." "Since when are you wearing a costume?" "Since Gus asked me to." "What the fuck is that?!" "It's my costume.  You don't like it?"          Justin stood before Brian dressed as Peter Pan.  A very sexy Peter Pan.  His opaque tights accentuated his perfectly shaped bubble butt and drew ample attention to it.  His tunic-style top ended in a jagged design right above his ass and barely covered his crotch.  The fact that Justin was well endowed was clear to anyone who looked, regardless of the privacy panel sewn in.  The belt holding his plastic dagger emphasized his slim waist and hips.  His blond hair was tousled sexily under his feathered cap.  The green shade of the costume made his eyes appear to be a mysterious aqua and he literally glowed due to the shimmer powder he borrowed from Daphne.  Justin had never looked more gorgeous, more innocent, more fuckable, more… "So I'll see you later, ok?  Probably after one or two." "Wait a second!  You're NOT leaving here looking like that!" "Why not?  It's my costume and Gus is counting on me to be Peter to complete the effect.  Emmett is Hook, and Gus is looking forward to chasing him, but he really wants me there as Peter.  Afterwards, I'll hang out with the guys at Babylon for a bit.  What's wrong with that?" Brian thought over his options for a few second.  Quickly coming to a decision he grabbed the garment bag that Justin reached for and headed into the bedroom to change. "Brian?" "Give me five fucking minutes to put this damn Captain Hook costume on.  Fucking Disney…" Justin smiled while he waited patiently for Brian to change. "Justin?" "Yes?" "Why does this costume fit me perfectly?  Emmett and I are the same height, but we don't have the same body type." "I guess Deb made a mistake." "Deb doesn't make sewing mistakes.  And how come the shoes are in my size?  These are a twelve.  Emmett wears an eleven." Justin was the picture of pure innocence.  "I have no idea.  It must be an amazing coincidence." "Uh-huh.  Just keep in mind that later your fairy tail is mine and I'm going to remember this." The End. Happy Halloween! 10/31/03