Halloween Special

Been a while eh? Yeah, you're probably wondering why I'm posting a Halloween chapter 2 days after Halloween... Well, let's just say I started the writing process before Halloween, but it is what it is. Anyway, it's not exactly Written Ownership, but I placed it in Elliot Anderson's world, so I'm posting it here. Uh, bye?

“Hey, I’ve been thinking about what we’re going to do for Halloween…” - You said, while mashing the buttons on your controller.

“Hmm?” - Jake mumbled semi-consciously as he too intensely controlled his character on the screen.

As per usual, you and your best friend, Jake, were playing TEKKEN in his basement-turned-bedroom. It was late October, and Halloween was just a few days away. But since both you and Jake were little bit of outcasts your plans for that day didn’t go beyond staying at Jake’s place and watching horror movies and eating unhealthy food.

“Did your mom say if she’s gonna be home that day?” - You asked out of curiosity.

“Oh yeah. She said she will hang out with Mrs. Kowalski so we can have a boy’s night here or whatever…” - Jake answered without taking his eyes off the screen.

At first glance, one could think you were happy to hear this news. But you liked Jennifer Hartnett, you liked her a lot actually. Not just her big MILFy tits or her voluptuous ass, but also her bubbly and caring personality. In fact, she was like a second mother to you. And even though you felt a bit guilty about it, you were seriously attracted to her. Which was why you’d rather she kept you and Jake company, especially if she would be dressed in a hot Halloween costume.

As you got lost in thought while having your butt kicked in the game on the TV screen, you formed an idea in your head. You knew that Jake would be against it, but you wanted to try anyway.

“Maybe she could hang out with us instead?” - You ask, and your question seemed to be the first thing that distracted Jake from the video game.

Looking at you in disbelief, Jake blurted out. - “Are you serious? She’d just ruin all the fun, dude!”

Now it was your turn to disagree. - “What do you mean? Your mom is the coolest mother I know! I’m sure she would make the night even more fun.” - You said, and you realized your friend might’ve taken it the wrong way.

“No way, dude. You know how she is… She would nag at the movie playing too loudly or tell us to go to sleep early!” - Jake dismissed your reasoning and turned back to the game.

However, you wouldn’t give in so easily. You’d known Jake for years, and you had at least one more trick up your sleeve. As it happens, Jake was very competitive, especially when it came to the two of you. Any game you played together, he always tried very hard to be better than you. And if he was, he would make sure to rub it in your face any chance he got.

“What if… We make a bet?” - You proposed mysteriously, and Jake’s curiosity got the better of him.

“What kind of bet?” - He asked.

“We’ll play a best of five with characters of our choice.” - You started explaining. - “If you win, your mother will spend the night at the old Mrs. Kowalski’s, and you’ll get to choose the movies we watch.”

The first part wasn’t a surprise to your friend, but the second struck his curiosity because you always fought over the movies you’d watch.

“And… If you win?” - He inquired.

“And if I win… I’ll ask your mom to keep us company, and you won’t object in any way…” - You finally revealed your goal.

This made Jake ponder for a minute, but not long after he spoke up. - “Are you sure you want to give up your choice of movies like that? You know I’m like one hundred times better than you at TEKKEN…”

“I’ll take my shot.” - You answered simply.

At that, Jake snorted as if he had just made the easiest deal of his life. - “You’ve got yourself a deal!”

And so, you started the duel.

At first, your hands were shaking like crazy since rivalry didn’t come easily for you especially when there was some kind of prize at stake. And the games didn’t look too good for you.

However, this caused Jake to lean back, who already convinced himself of his victory.

Picturing Jennifer’s peach-shaped ass and her child-bearing hips in a tight outfit for you to ogle an entire night, suddenly gave you a boost in confidence. And with newfound clarity of mind, you were able to turn the tide and ultimately win the series of games.

“WHAT?! That’s impossible!” - Jake cried out as you dealt the final blow, knocking out his character.

It took you a while to realize you’d won, and you stared at the screen without saying anything. Already imagining your friend’s slightly conservative mother dressed in a sexy Halloween costume.

“I can’t believe you got so lucky! My punches literally flew right through your character’s head!” - Jake kept whining, making up excuses for his loss. - “This shouldn’t count! The game is actually bugged.”

You didn’t think Jake would back out from the bet you made, so you weren’t scared that he wouldn’t agree to inviting his mother. But there was something else, you just realized that worried you. Jennifer might dress up as something boring, and you won’t get to see her in something sexy. So, you decided to push your luck a bit further.

“Okay, okay… I’ll give it to you and agree that I got pretty lucky in those matches.” - You said. - “How about we play another best of five. And if you win, we’ll forget about the bet whatsoever. Your mom won’t be here to kill the mood, but you won’t get to singlehandedly choose the movies we’ll watch. But if I win again, I’ll get to choose a costume for your mother.”

“What the fuck?” - Jake was visibly weirded out by the last part of your proposal, but he quickly realized the opportunity you gave him.

After another while of thinking he made up his mind.

“Fine, but if I win, I’ll still get to choose the movies!” - Jake proclaimed, crossing his arms.

“Alright. Have it your way, dude.” - You answered, completely focused on what’ll happen if you win now.

After a few minutes, to everyone’s surprise, you won again! Was it because Jake didn’t perform well under pressure? Or maybe because he was still disturbed by the implications of you choosing a costume for his own mother. It didn’t really matter now. You’d proven that the outcome of the first series wasn’t due to luck, but because you genuinely played better. And as sore of a loser as Jake was, he couldn’t deny that you beat him fair and square this time.

“I… I… I guess I underestimated you, bro.” - He admitted. - “But you’ll still have to convince my mom, and I doubt she’ll agree. - Jake chuckled, certain that your victory was in vain anyway.

“Well… Why don’t we go and ask her right now?” - You suggested, and the two of you climbed the stairs to look for Jennifer.

“So, am I getting it right?” - Jennifer asked as she finished washing dishes in the kitchen. - “You two made a bet. And because Elliot won, I’m supposed to stay with you on Halloween, and wear a costume of his choice?”

The woman spoke scoffingly, and Jake looked at me like he knew she wouldn’t agree. But as his mother delayed her answer, he grew more and more concerned.

“Hmmm…” - Jennifer hummed as she contemplated over her decision.

“You can’t seriously be considering this!” - Jake blurted out to his mother.

But this seemed to have the opposite effect to what he wanted. Jennifer frowned at him as if had just disrespected her and spoke. - “Young man! It seems to me like you’re trying to back out of the bet after Elliot won fairly. If the terms make you so uncomfortable, perhaps you shouldn’t have agreed to them in the first place.”

Both your and Jake’s jaws dropped to the floor at what his mother had just said. A small part of you had hoped that Jennifer would agree, but the rational part of your brain had pretty much lost hope for it happening. However, you knew the tone she was speaking in, and had known it to be a very serious one.

“But…” - Jake tried to argue but was cut off very quickly.

“No buts, mister. Maybe this will teach you to think twice before making careless bets.” - Jennifer Hartnett put her foot down.

“Now, what costume do you have in mind for me?” - The woman asked cheerfully, looking straight into your eyes.