Halloween Trick or Treat


The Black Fluffy Cat in Residence at Castle Fluffy Clouds

Halloween preparations are underway at Castle Fluffy Clouds. The pumpkins have been harvested, and placed in the foyer along with colorful corns that Woodleaf insisted be all replaced with white corns. The black fluffy cat is seated up on the bed near the head.  She is purring and shredding the bed clothes with her claws showing Halloween spirit.

The spatter paintings in Jackson Pollock style made at Castle Fluffy Clouds, were poorly received, because they look like they were made by monkeys.  They were in fact made by the children of the Castle. Paint was thrown not just on canvases, but all over the walls, and the walls had to be repainted. Many pieces of furniture were ruined.

“It’s all worth it!” declares the Nanny of the children, Frau Dunkelwelt. “It’s important the children express their creativity, at any cost.”

Back in San Diego, Woodleaf and Ann are spending a quiet evening at home.

Ann answers the door to Trick-or-Treaters. She reads disappointment in their faces as she dispenses into their Halloween bags plain white dinner rolls which she buys at a Health Food store, because they have no high-fructose corn syrup. She cares about the children, and her husband Woodleaf only allows white food to be brought into their San Diego seaside home. Suddenly an answer comes to her, white chocolate. Woodleaf intervenes, white chocolate, he declares will be acceptable. They rush out to the store to buy white chocolate, but it’s all sold out.

Slice of Life Extra Bonus scene

Woodleaf and Ann at Lunch time

Ann: I always make my husband’s lunch. He eats mashed potatoes for lunch, only the white ones. He only eats white foods. In the morning, he eats untoasted white bread with butter. I butter the bread for him. Sometimes the bread is too soft and the butter is too hard and it falls apart and he gets mad.

Woodleaf: Stop it, Ann. you’re embarrassing me. Bring me a diet Coke.
My energy is lagging. Rehearsal is exhausting. The Bears are not growling on cue.

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