The Princess’s pillowcase of candy was much too heavy. Still, the girl approached the house with two boys dressed as a zebra and a ninja. The ninja rang the bell, and a husband and wife answered.
“Trick or treat!” the kids yelled.
“Oh, what great costumes,” the wife said. She passed out candy. “I love the ninja, striped horse and princess.”
The Princess spoke, “My brother is now a ghost, but he still wanted to trick or treat. In his current state, you cannot see him. He’s in a realm beyond ours. Would I be able to get a piece of candy for him?”
The husband and wife looked at each other. They had made a pact—one piece of candy per child.
“Don’t you live down the street?” the husband said. “I saw your brother the other day.”
The Princess smiled at the couple. “I’m sure he won’t mind haunting your house then.”
The Princess began to walk away, following the ninja, when there was a crash from inside the house. The trick-or-treaters turned around. The husband and wife looked back, terrified.
“Alright, alright,” the husband said. He ran out to the Princess and dumped half of the bowl into her pillowcase. “Please take your brother with you.”
“Thank you,” the girl said, and the three trick-or-treaters walked toward the street.
“Where is your brother?” the zebra asked.
“He’s a few blocks away, telling everyone that I’m a ghost,” the Princess said. “We’re going to have so much candy.”
“But then who caused the crash in the house?” the ninja asked.
“Maybe their house is haunted?” the Princess suggested, and the kids stopped, a little freaked out by the thought. Then the Princess said. “Does anyone want to trade with me? I hate whoppers, and that was all that they had in that whole bowl.”