Chapter 131 Chapter 131 [VIP]

The little pirate and the little witch wandered the streets for an entire afternoon and gained a lot. They had so much candy that they couldn't even fit it in their pockets, and they also got small dolls and decorations given by others. It was a store employee who gave them each a limited-edition Halloween-themed paper bag so they could put all their things in. Finally, they went to a restaurant together for dinner. The two children ordered children's set meals and shared the meals.

An entire afternoon passed by playing like this, and then they went back to school hand in hand. As soon as today was over, tomorrow would be November, and the sky would get dark quickly. When they walked on the road, the street lights came on. There were many people on the street dressed in scary costumes, and they would turn their heads from time to time to scare the people next to them, or they would run quickly and randomly pick a lucky person to be scared.

After arriving at the school, I saw Halloween decorations and eerie atmosphere lights everywhere. Even the security guards were dressed as ghosts, but they were holding various explosion-proof equipment in their hands, and their identities were obvious at a glance. They were there to prevent accidents.

As soon as they entered the school, a volunteer handed them the activity schedule. The senior student, who had scary makeup on her face, smiled brightly at them and said, "My dears, I wish you a happy holiday today~" and blew them a kiss.

After the senior left, Sarah exclaimed, "Wow!" and turned back to look at her. "She's so charming! I like her so much! I wish I knew which club she was in."

The sunny and cheerful little pirate was determined to get what she wanted. She was eager to try, and finally dragged Megan to ask. When she learned that the senior was on the cheerleading team, she kept laughing. Megan poked her cheek with her finger, and Sarah snuggled up to her, saying sweetly and matter-of-factly, "But my favorite is still our Megan."

Although friends cannot be compared, when you are coaxing someone, you must express sweetness and intimacy as much as possible. This is Sarah's secret to making friends. She has a lot of friends, both those she has found herself and those who find her to be friends. But Sarah definitely has a preference among so many friends, and she just likes Megan.

The two children were making a fuss, so they went to the playground hand in hand. There were a lot of people there, and the program prepared by the club was being performed on the podium. They took out the schedule and looked at it. Tonight's program included drama, opera, dance drama, poetry drama, etc.

Megan glanced at the stage. The content of the ongoing play and the actors' costumes were all in line with the Halloween theme. However, the environment here was too noisy. In addition to the performances on the stage, there were several crowds gathered at the edge of the playground. Sarah pulled her to see and found that there was an event in the center of the crowd.

Sarah asked loudly, "Do you want to go out and play?" In fact, she knew Megan's answer as soon as she asked.

After seeing Megan shaking her head, Sarah took her out of the playground and went to the studio to take a look. Although it was only a location, there was more than one hall in the building. The largest hall was divided into several areas, all with different Halloween scenes, and there were many buffet tables around the hall, where you could eat anything.

Although they were full, there was still room for snacks and desserts, so they ate, drank, played and made noises. Finally, they arrived at the gymnasium, where there were also small activities, but not many people around.

Megan also participated in a small activity, which involved taking a small ball and throwing it into a small hole on the distant wall. If she successfully threw it in, she would get a small gift.

Sarah tried it before Megan. She thought she could show off her skills, but she found that it was not easy to shoot the ball. If it was arranged like a basketball hoop, it would be relatively simple, but it was not. The whole wall panel was standing there, and it was very far away. The hole that allowed the ball to pass through was also small. She was defeated with regret.

When her best friend came to try, Sarah cheered her on. Megan tilted her head, looked at the ball in her hand, then looked at the wall opposite, and then made a shot put throwing gesture.

She was still young, and if she just stood there and threw the ball, she would definitely not be able to hit the wall. So she used her brain and tried to use the method Richard taught her to use her body to drive the limbs to generate power, but she didn't have much hope.

Megan didn't think she could pass the game, but the little ball was very hardworking and flew through the hole. She and Sarah looked at each other with a little distrust on their faces. Was this true?

Sarah jumped up and hugged Megan, "Oh my God! Megan, you're awesome!" Then she excitedly took her to claim her prizes. They got a bunch of little things, including pumpkin dolls to hang on keychains or school bags, devil hairpins, tarot card bookmarks, crystal bracelets, red-dyed knife hairpins, and glow-in-the-dark ghost ornaments...

In fact, it is easy to see that the senior student sitting at the table was abusing her power for personal gain. She grabbed handfuls of things and stuffed them into Megan's paper bag. Seeing that the two children were cute, she gave each of them a handful of candy.

They played like this until nine or ten o'clock. Some parents of lower grade middle school students would come to pick up their children. Of course, some of the parents had also dressed up. Various comic, animation, and film and television characters could be seen among them. The adults' costumes were even more attentive and realistic than the children's.

Sarah's father was very creative and came with a facehugger mask on his face. Because his face was covered, he took off the mask to recognize Sarah.

Sarah was frightened when she saw the alien, so she hid away from her father and asked Megan, "Will someone from your family come to pick you up?" After getting an affirmative answer from her, she left with her father in a quarrel.

Not long after her, Megan waited for her father. She never liked to look people in the eye. Once someone caught her sight, she would immediately look away. Her eyes were often vague and could not accurately locate a person or object, but she seemed to have a clown radar. As long as he approached, she could recognize him at a glance even in the crowd.

Megan saw her father, squeezed through some people at the school gate, ran to his legs, raised both hands, as if asking for a hug, and shouted, "Dad."

He didn't dress up as a clown today, but as Michael Myers from "Halloween", wearing a blue work suit and a white rubber hood. However, he was tall and thin, which didn't match his strong image in the movie. But there were black holes in the place of his eye sockets. Even someone with poor acting skills and makeup could look like a murderer in this outfit.

Even though underage children are not allowed to watch horror movies, there are always people who are curious, and there are adults who know about this widely circulated horror character.

The clown stood there, and was patted on the shoulder by other parents, who said that he acted well and that the costume was quite easy to put on. Then a little witch pounced on the legs of the "murderer", with a childish and innocent look on her raised face.

The other person couldn't help but say, "Oh my God, man, your daughter is so cute, no wonder you are dressed like this." If he doesn't dress up as a murderer to intimidate the bad boys in school, is he waiting for them to make friends with his daughter?

The clown seemed to laugh, and after he finished speaking, the other party became curious about the other characters and moved closer to continue chatting with them. He looked down at Megan, and seeing the confusion between her eyebrows, he couldn't help but squat down and asked her in a low voice, "Why, are you disappointed that I didn't dress up as a clown?"

In order to restore the character, he did not wear gloves, and the skin color of his exposed hands and neck under the mask looked normal. He raised his hands to pinch Megan's face, and when she was about to say "ah-wu", he pinched her jaw and subdued her easily.

Megan was unhappy again, but she was unhappy many times. The clown ignored her and went to hold her hand——

We have to take this child back, right?

But Megan didn't, she grabbed his arm and said, "Daddy, hold me."

Her father was amused by this request. He looked around and realized that no other child and parent were as clingy as they were. How could Megan not have changed after being in school for so long? The other children had long wanted to be independent, but Megan was different. She was still childish and wanted to rely on him.

The clown's expression was hidden under the mask, and he said in a troubled tone: "Why aren't you like them? Megan, you still haven't learned to be independent and have to rely on me." The tone was completely complaining.

Megan held his arm as if it was her safe haven. She could barely be independent when the clown was not around, but when the clown was around, it seemed like she couldn't even walk independently because he didn't give a direct answer and pouted again.

"Okay, okay, I can't do anything to you."

What could her good daddy do? He just indulged her, and with his thin and weak body, he picked up Megan and let her sit on his arms.

At the school gate, some people noticed the killer and the little witch duo. Meanwhile, Megan was hiding in the clown's arms, ignoring the looks of others. But was she nervous? She was even casually swaying her legs!

The clown was kicked by her and couldn't help but look at her, but Megan was not so aware. She was holding a paper bag full of things in her hand and felt it was inconvenient to hold it, so she raised her hand and hit the clown's jaw, almost punching him again. This action even made the clown laugh, but he glared at her fiercely under the hood and still took the paper bag.

Carrying the child back to the small building where they had been living, the Joker threw her onto the sofa, and Megan rolled over and lay on it.

The clown simply took off the stupid mask, revealing a face that was not pale at all. He placed the paper bag in his hand on the table in the living room and sat on the sofa. Due to limited space, he patted Megan and motioned her to keep her legs closed.

Megan was lying on the sofa with her witch hat aside and a square pillow in her arms. Only then did she say, "Dad, you are not playing a clown." She felt aggrieved because her wish was not fulfilled.

The Joker laughed at her simple and domineering thoughts. Even though his skin color was not pale, the slightest movement of his facial expression made him look ferocious and terrifying. Anyone who saw him would know that he was the Joker. Deep wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, between his eyebrows, and even around the corners of his mouth. He was the one who was complaining!

"I've put off a lot of things to come pick you up, kid, don't you understand me at all?"

He pretended to sigh, as if he was heartbroken for the child. When Megan looked over, he showed a helpless expression, "But you didn't know that the role I played was also a 'clown'."

In that movie, the young protagonist dressed in a ridiculous clown costume and killed his sister with a knife. How could it not be considered a 'clown'?

Megan was curious, "Have I seen this role?" She was excited again and wanted to watch the movie in which her father played the role.

The clown was silent for a moment. The distance between them was a bit far. He leaned forward with one hand on the sofa and gently stroked her head with the other hand. However, the words he said were not so gentle. They were full of sarcasm. "God knows where you get all these strange ideas?! Do you think I will tell you? Do you think I will take you to see them?"

Megan felt like she was being laughed at, so she stood up and butted the clown with her head.

After being bumped, the clown grabbed her jaw, immobilizing her, and asked, "Why so serious?"

"Honey, I hope you know that you can't watch horror movies at your age." He explained first, then bent down and kissed Megan's forehead, easily coaxing her into submission.

Megan's emotions were soothed, and she sat down hugging the pillow, no longer making a fuss, with a smile on her face and eyes, "Dad, I missed you. I'm so happy that you came to pick me up~"

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