"Arr! Surrender yer sweeties, my pretty, or I'll turn ye into a toad!"

Sully interrupted his companion's introduction to pull her aside for a moment. "Uh, Min', I think you just 'arr'-ed."

"So?"

"So you're kind of mixing up 'pirate' and 'witch'. In several ways."

The fossa looked somewhat befuddled. "Pardon my ignorance. We don't celebrate Halloween on my world. Is it the local custom that revelers are only allowed to inhabit one cultural archetype?"

"No, it's not that..."

"I mean, look at you," she went on. "You're supposedly a vampire, but you're dressed like a Romanian nobleman. That seems like a very peculiar combination."

"That's because I'm Dracula." Sully rolled his eyes. "Duh."

"Who?" Mina's muzzle wrinkled in confusion.

"Don't tell me you've never heard of- you really don't know Dracula?"

"Nope."

"Nosferatu?"

She scratched the back of her neck. "Doesn't ring a bell."

"Vlad the Impaler??"

"Oh, him?" Her eye brightened. "Sure, I met him while on a mission once. He threw some fantastic dinner parties. Though I'm positive he wouldn't have been caught dead in that cape."

Sully facepalmed. "Whatever... if you wanna be a pirate witch, be a pirate witch. I just thought you were trying to de-pirate, is all."

Mina bowed in mock-respect. "With your permission."

Though when she turned back around she found that the householder had already shut the door on them.

"Arrr, I'll teach ye t' scorn a practitioner of the darkest magic o' th' sea!" she shouted with what sounded like actual fury. "A hex I cast upon ye scurvy house!"

Sully let out a groan. Trick-or-treating with Bryce somehow went more smoothly than this...

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