Not in the Cards by Amy Cissell

Author:Amy Cissell [Cissell, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amy Cissell

Sandy adjusted her tunic and breeches, steeled herself with a deep breath, and walked into the community center where the family-friendly portion of the Halloween festivities were taking place. She patted her costume sword at her hip, adjusted her curly wig, and slipped off her shoes to walk into the room barefoot, trying hard not to think about all the things she might be walking through.

It didn’t take long to spot the rest of the group. Drew steered her towards Paska who towered over the rest of the group. His long, blond wig, accentuating a suit of armor, stood out in the crowd. Jezebel was almost as noticeable in her white robes and white, pointy hat. She was leaning on a long staff and looking extremely disgruntled. Morgana was carrying a huge sword and wearing a crown with her outfit and had somehow managed to give herself a five o’clock shadow. Misty and Ceri—an elf with a bow and a dwarf with an axe, respectively—were grinning like fools, although Ceri’s dwarven beard made it difficult to see her face.

“Frodo! Over here!” Ceri called. “I have a ring for you!”

Sandy walked over to the Fellowship and smiled. This was the most fun she’d had on Halloween since college. “Are you proposing, Ceri?” she asked. “It’s all so sudden.”

The group parted, revealing a man in gold, lamé pants, a gold a tank top, a curly gold wig, and gold, elvish script written up and down his arms.

“Oh my god, Vincent,” Sandy said. “That is dedication to a costume.”

“Can’t have a fellowship without the one ring,” he replied.

“You…I don’t even have words.”

“Sick costume, dude,” a teen dressed in a green skirt with a white and green blouse, and a long, brown ponytail wig said. “Looks like we’ve got some real competition for a change.”

“Are you…Sailor Jupiter?” Misty asked.

The kid flashed her a smile. “I look good in a skirt, right?” He sauntered off to find the rest of his group and Misty shook her head, sighing loudly.

“Vincent, my man,” Drew said, looking him up and down. “You’ve outdone yourself.”

“It was either this or the Eye of Sauron, and I didn’t want to ward off questions about fiery anatomy all night.”

“Good choice,” Misty said. She was wearing gloves with her costume. “Too many people accidentally touch in situations like this,” she whispered to Sandy when she noticed her noticing. “I don’t want to see everyone’s secrets if I can prevent it. I’ll take them off for the judges.”

The party was a little raucous—filled with the laughter and screams of young children as they went from spooky booth to spooky booth collecting candy and showing off their costumes. The teens were lounging in tight groups, sipping punch and pretending to be disaffected, but an aura of excitement ran through them, too.

The two families who entered the group costume category were apparent. One dressed like the Frozen cast’s poor cousins, complete with a sad Olaf and a sadder Sven; the other was a little more hardcore, dressed like the main characters in Monsters University.

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