>>48374587”Treak-or-treating just started like, twenty minutes ago.” You noted, looking at the digital clock on the nightstand.
>She came out with a caramel green apple lollipop in her mouth.
>“Yup.” She answered, fiddling with the wrapper.“How?”
>She leapt from a standing position over the bed, landing in front of you.>”Family tradition.” She exclaimed, with a notable hint of pride in her voice.>She prowled around you on all fours, examining your “disguise.”>”Illusion. Crowd of costumed kids all moving as a group.”>She pulled at one part of your sleeve straightening something out.>”Dozens of treats from each house.”>”We did this every year.”“You and your family?”
>”And extended family.” She added.>You huffed.“You know how I feel about stealing.”
>Zoroark scoffed.>”They’re giving it away. It’s not stealing.”>This… >This explained a few things from when you were kids.>She always seemed to have an endless supply of your favorites to trade.>”Stores well for winter.” She noted. “You’ve got enough to last over a year.”
>”Well, better safe than sorry.”>”Three more runs oughta do it.”>You dug a hand into the woman’s red hair and scratched.“You know you don’t need to worry about food anymore.”
“Grocery store’s not going anywhere.”
>”And it never hurts to prepare.” She said, booping your nose with a crimson claw.>”Don’t think I forgot how empty the store was when the pandemic started.”>You kissed the bridge of her muzzle.“Fair point.”
“And I guess it is a tradition of yours.”
>Zoroark smiled and glowed white, slipping on a new disguise.>Your now-human girlfriend donned a simple witch costume, complete with the pointy mismagius hat.>She grabbed your hand and spread her fingers around yours, pulling you towards the front door. 
