Kaloween 2016 Prompt 2

"So this party, it's in a lighthouse?"

Fyodor glanced at his wife, then turned his eyes back to the road. Their black 1999 Mercedes S Class rumbled down the road, and Bersaglio had been relatively silent for the trip. Fyodor wasn't worried though, as her silence was a sign of her excitement. Bersaglio turned to him, smiling.

"Yup! Noor and Sunset rented it out just for the evening." she told her husband. Fyodor gave her a small smile. He had only met Bersaglio's friends once or twice, and while they appeared to be friendly, he still hadn't gotten used to Noor's...wild personality. The first time the two met, Noor was carrying a shark over their shoulder. It was a little unnerving to say the least.

They pulled into the parking lot of the lighthouse, and Bersaglio hopped out of the car as soon as it came to a halt. She popped the trunk, and had gathered their costumes before Fyodor had even turned the car off. He chuckled, highly amused by how excited she was. She closed the trunk and he locked the car, then the two made their way into the lighthouse. Fyodor glanced at the costumes Bersaglio had made. She was going as a dinosaur (he'd been told the specific species, but for the life of him he couldn't remember, and he didn't want to upset her by admitting he forget). Bersaglio had roped him into dressing as a robot. She had sent pictures to both Marlin and Piccolo, and the two found it hilarious.

The path up to the lighthouse was a long one, but as they got closer Fyodor could hear music blaring from inside. The door was open, and a large banner had been hung over it to advertise the party.

They walked inside, and Bersaglio dragged Fyodor over to a room that had been converted to a place where people could change into their costumes. It took a few moments for them to set up, but once they were done they made quite the pair. They walked into the main hall, and Fyodor took a moment to take it all in.

The lights in the hall had been dimmed, so that it was bright enough to see, but dark enough to have a party atmosphere. A DJ had been hired, and they were busy playing all kinds of dance tracks and modern music that Fyodor had never heard before. There was a series of tables lined up against the side wall, and they were covered in all kinds of food, ranging from sandwiches to chips to a punch bowl. Fyodor made a mental note to browse the food once they were settled.

The best part about the place was the decorations. Each window was covered in thick, fake spiderwebs. From the ceiling hung ghosts and zombie dolls. There were huge black spiders attached to the back of the chairs. Even on the floor, someone had pasted large stickers in the shapes of various monsters. This was the perfect Halloween party.

He was broken from his thoughts by Bersaglio pulling on his arm. She was giggling, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Dance with me Fyodor, come on!"