http://inthereflexes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-10-30 12:40 am
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Park, Monday Night

Jack was out with a stroll, and his stupid hands bothered him from the stupid stove in the stupid common room.

Stupid not paying attention to things.

So he was paying attention to his hands and clasping and unclasping on the towel instead of, say, his surroundings.

[Open like a park. Waiting for a special spooky visitor!]
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[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-10-30 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The Pumpkinheaded Horseman was paying attention, though. Oh, yes, he was closing in on the boy with the towel, the beating of the hooves coming ever closer to Jack. When he reached Jack, he threw a mini-pumpkin at his hand and stopped his Steed of Evil to see the result of his attack.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-10-30 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack instinctively caught the pumpkin and threw it back at whatever threw it at him.

Not quite realizing that it was a pumpkin-hand.

Pumpkinhead may have been thwapped with a wet towel, though.

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-10-30 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The Pumpkinhead Horseman laughed off the towel strike. Such attacks did nothing but amuse him. He reared the Steed of Evil and continued laughing as he rode off into the night.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-10-30 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack stuck up his hand in a rude gesture.

And started screaming like a little girl flailing when he saw that his hand was replaced by a hook! dun dun dunnnnnnn a pumpkin.
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