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Like looking in a mirror! Expecting treats, you only get tricks!

Who: Metal Sonic and trick or treaters
What: People being confused by mimics!
Where: Metal and Claus's room
When: HALLOWEEEEEEEEN
Warnings: None, really. Maybe language, but that's a problem all over SBG, isn't it?

Many people are out trick or treating. It's what you do on Halloween! One door will likely illicit surprise, however. Waiting, in ambush, is Metal Sonic, ready to flex his latest upgrade of complete transformation!

That's right, opening this door, you will be faced with yourself! What crazy hijinks shall ensue!

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Claus pulled a black hoody over his head, pushing some costume clothes into a bag. He turned to look at his room mate, giving him a wary look.

"I'll be back later, Metal."

He wasn't sure what the artificial hedgehog was planning for tonight, but the way he phrased his ideas earlier sounded a little bit... ominous.

"Try not to cause too much damage."

As if he would listen to him.

"I'm going to be in the room all night, how much damage could I do. It's not like I have a full history of ruining things."

Maybe he did. I'm happy to allow you at least one or two things he may have ruined.

"Enjoy yourself. And don't forget to stop by here if you'll be trick or treating."

Knuckles knew it was usually the trick or treaters recieving the candy.

He knew that.

However, it had been kind of a while since he'd really pulled any kind of prank on anyone. Before coming here? He'd not have considered it. Since arriving and adapting to the lifestyle of Smash Aacademy? Let's just say that a mixture of friendships had left their mark on him.

In the autoshop room he'd found a lovely new bottle of oil. Unleaded, premium motor oil. 'Suitible for all your finest machines!' it stated in bold red letters on the side, before listing off a bunch of different mechanical tools you could give this oil to. From Automobile to Zepplin and many things inbetween.

He was going. To give it. To Metal Sonic. And pretend it was the greatest thing. Ever.

It was going to be hilarious.

He was dressed up and he knocked his large, armored hand against the door of Metal Sonic's dorm doing an admirable job of not laughing.

Metal has seen Predator too. He not only took a nice, Predator form. But he also went invisible. So, when Knuckles opened the door, it was just creaking to show what seemed to be an empty room~

"TRICK OR TREoh."

It looked like no-one was home.

"Geeze.. where does a Robot go on Halloween? Or any time, for that matter?" he asked himself, believing wholeheartedly that he was alone here.

So alone before this empty room.

Or is he?

The space before one of the desks in the room began to flicker and wave, and a familiar form stepped forward, inch by inch becoming visible. PredaMetal stalked up, until he stood face to face with PredaKnux. A hissing, breathing sound is all that you hear.

"....WHAT THE!?"

Oh sweet merciful master emerald there was THE REAL PREDATOR right freakin' there in the room! How did he know it was the real one? Obvious. No-one in a mere costume could pull off that perfect camouflage thing!

"....uuhhh... Hey."

The other Predator sized Knuckles up before scoffing at it.

A rock was thrown, a door was slammed. Metal laughed to himself.

Knock knock.

Metal didn't recognize who was outside his door at all, but that didn't stop him.

So, the door swung open, seemingly on its own. Before the apparition was a picture perfect copy of a not-so-perfect copy of Link.

Apple Kid loved candy. So Apple Kid was going around asking for it.

He was dressed as a mouse. His mouse, who was on his shoulders, was wearing a tiny, tiny pair of black overalls, and a little red hat.

He knocked on the door, hoping beyond hope for delicious candies.

Oh my, a two for one. Unfortunately, Metal wasn't going to be able to replicate them both.

So, who opens the door?

An overalls-wearing mouse.

"Squeak."

Well that was unexpected! Apple Kid decided to roll along with it.

"That's a really good costume, did you make it like I made my mouse's?"

"Sque-Oh forget that." A high pitched voice emanated from the small creature. "Can't you recognize your own mouse when you see it?"

"It's a very good costume, but my mouse doesn't speak using words, so you can't be my mouse."

Apple Kid's mouse, on his shoulder, nodded in assent. Like all Earthbound creatures, he spoke in parenthetical asides.

"Trick or treat!"

"Minor mishap, I suppose." The mouse turned into Apple Kid, and reached behind the door. "Here." He tossed a rock in your bag/bucket/pocket/whatever, and slammed the door in your face.

Rookie mistake.

Izzy didn't like sweet things. What she did like was having ammunition for pelting people with, so she was doing the whole trick or treating thing. She wasn't wearing much of a costume at all, though. She simply had those ridiculous bangs of hers tied up in a ponytail at the top of her head.

Those sunken eye cavities were pretty... sunken.

Knock knock knock.

Oh Izzy, you will get no candy-ammo here. Maybe rock ammo if you're lucky.

The door was opened by someone with only slightly less sunken eyes. Most people wouldn't notice, but Metal curses his flaw at second glance.

"Oh."

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Like looking in a mirror! Expecting treats, you only get tricks!

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