"Benji you look like such a fuckup." I sighed as benji strutted around infront of me in his halloween costume. He looked like Ijneb Leojamin gone wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong. He had on thesame tattered wig but 7 times the makeup, unclidung chalk powder and black lipstick and massive amounts of eyeliner.

He had 2 inch spikes in each of his three lip piercings, and a smaller tiny spike in the labret piercing. I couldn't see what he'd shoved in his ears since he had them covered with synthetic hair. He was wearing an old old OLD metallica T shirt from 1999. It was OLD. And a fishnet shirt, don't forget the spiked collar with spikes so big I was aftraid to go near him. Braceles with spikes up both arms, and huge baggy jeans shorts, and red plaid army boots. In the small gap between his pants and boots you could see his red and and black striped socks.

"I know." It seemed so strange to hear benjis nasally voice coming from such a diseased looking human. he walked over to the dresser and pulled out a container of black sparkly eyeshadow, and used his finger to smear it haphazardly all over his eyes. He used eyeliner to trace triangular lines down his face. Like the old ones he had but MUCH thicker and hollow in the middle. He looked like such a fucking clown. "Get your costume on Joel!!!" He told me, grabbing my arm and pulling me up.

"Benji were to old for halloween." I whined.

"YOU DIDN'T GET A COSTUME DID YOU!?" benji gasped, like it was a horrendous offense.

"No..." I started, but Benji was already going through the closet trying to find a makeshift costume. "Oh give it up Benji."

"NO this is IMPORTANT. We're not to old to have fun."

"Haloween is not 'FUN'. It's full of screeching children who dont say thankyou when you give them candy." I snorted as Benji threw a pair of black PVC pants at me. Holding them up I observed they had chains for bondage straps and were hugely baggy, and intensely shiney.

"Put those on" He instructed.

"WHAT? Benji. These are so hideous."

"DO IT!" he snapped.

"FINE." I said, pulling my pajama pants off, and jumping into the pants hed given me. "They're to big." A belt flew at me from the closet.

I looked at the belt, shaking my head as it had 1-inch pyramids on it, in three rows. I slid the belt on and thankfully the pants stayed up. Benji handed me his black boots and instructed me to put them on while he rummaged around for a shirt. He tossed me a Nirvana shirt that was just as old and beat as his Metallica one.

"Nice," he grinned as he eyed my outfit, "Now accessories."

I sat down at the computer desk as he attached a few wristbands around my arms, some with spikes, some with pyramids and some with skulls on them. Then he attached a spiked collar around my neck that was like his, only the spikes were all different sizes. "Now your hair," he smiled, dragging me into the bathroom where he proceeded to spike my hair up into a mini version of his old liberty spikes. "And make up," he smiled, "Damn... you look so fucking sexy."

"Thanks," I grinned, getting into the Halloween spirit and deciding not to be a sour-puss about it. Benji then covered my face with ghostly white face paint, the same he'd used on himself, before outlining my lips with red and then black lipstick. He then put dark blue eyeliner around my eyes, drawing little triangles from the corners of my eyes like he'd done on his cheeks, before putting black eyeshadow on me. "Something's missing..." he muttered to himself as he looked me over, "I got it!"

He rummaged through the Halloween make up until he pulled out black nail polish. "Gimme your hands," he said, and I did, noticing his nails were painted black as well.

"There," he grinned at me, "Now you're ready for Halloween. Are Tommy and Jake out already?"

I nodded. "Yeah, they went to Billy's because Tommy said he's got a huge make up supply."

Benji laughed and nodded. "That's true... I wonder about Billy sometimes. But that's good, 'cause we can scare them when it get's darker out."

*Tommy*

"How do you like?" I grinned at Jake as I walked back into the bedroom, after Billy helped me dype and style my hair.

"Nice," Jake grinned, eyeing my green and purple mohawk, which stood a good three inches on the top of my head, "And I have JUST the pants for you."

I grinned as he pulled out bright green bondage pants, which changed to a purple tinge when the light shined on them. "Awesome!" I grinned, slipping them on, "I need a belt though, they're way too big. AND, Billy, you have to help us with our makeup."

I sat on a chair in Billy's house, under bright lights as he applied eyeliner with excellent precision. We had skipped on lip makeup for me but he stuck those funny looking fake jewels by my eyes and LOADED up on eyeshadow. he smeared purple eyeshadow all over my upper eyelids and green all underneath. I looked like a total idiot. But it was great. A big purple and green idiot. With a black shirt.

"All done." Bill smiled as he finished up "Now dont rub your eyes." He grabbed Jake and shoved him into the chair. he put blue lipstick on him and then put so much eyeliner on his eyes that he looked like a racoon. He took dark purple eyeshadow and put it on all around his eyes so it looked like it was fading from black to purple. It took considerably less time for Billy to perfect Jakes look but he looked just as assanine as me.

Since I skipped lip makeup I put one of those UV rings in my lip that pick up all different colors and now that I had the other two liprings on the side I put black studs in them. Jake had no liprings so he needed the extra lip stuff. I smiled at my reflection as Billy threw one of those pacifyers around my neck, this one flashed. He handed Jake a few glowsticks tied to shoelaces.

"Just spin those around and you'll look like an idiot but it'll get peoples attention." he laughed. With all the different makep jake and I barely looked like twins anymore. Well to US we didn't, but if anyone else looked theyd definately be able to see the resemblance.

"We look so horrible." I laughed.

"Actually I think we look kinda hott..." Jake said, examining his reflection.

"You always were a goddamn weirdo." I sighed, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the room. We didn't have any trick or treat bags since we were just planning on chasing little kids around.

"Ya know Tom I think I'm gonna start wearing eye makeup. More than just eyeliner." Jake said, and I gasped. Jake didn't seem like the makeup type. "I think you should too. Like what ive got on now. Yours is way to bright."

"Yeah I like yours."

"Can you imagine Joel if we walked in wearing that much eyeshadow? 'Boys wash your faces whats wrong with you you look like benji OH MY GOD you look like clowns!" Jake laughed in a mock frantic voice.

"I wonder what Benji and Joel dressed up as," I said, voicing my thoughts aloud, "I'm willing to bet Benji made them both look totally strange."

"Probably," Jake laughed, "And Joel wanted no parts of it, but Benji changed his mind."

"Probably," I grinned, "C'mon let's go scare some kids."

*Joel*

"C'mon Joely, let's go find Jake and Tommy and have some fun," Benji grinned at me.

"Okay," I agreed, "Let's go give 'em a scare."

"That's the spirit," Benji grinned, walking to the front door, "Let's get going."

I smiled back and followed him outside, laughing as a group of M&M's ran by, waving at us before continuing. "Now THAT was scary," Benji laughed, taking my hand and walking down the street, "Where shall we look first?"

"Hmm... around Billy's house?" I grinned, "We could give HIM a surprize."

"Good idea Joel," Benji smiled, leading me in the direction of Billy's house. Once we got there, he knocked on the door, and I had to hold my laughter in.

Billy opened the and Benji and I both said, "Trick or Treat!" making sure to disguise our voices to see if he'd reconize us.

"Hi Benji, hi Joel." Billy said.

"Billyyyyyyy." I whined dissapointedly.

"What?"

"You weren't supposed to know it was us!" I yelled.

"WELL SORRY. I recognized the shirts." He shrugged. "You wanna come in?"

"No We wanna find our sons." Benji said.

"Oh. They went that way." Billy pointed down the street.

"Did they say where they were going?" I asked.

"No. Why is something wrong?" Billy asked sounding nervous.

"No we just want to scare the living crap out of them." Benji smiled, and Billy laughed.

"Enjoy yourselves." He giggled.

"You don't think they'll recognize us... Do you?" I asked.

"Naw. I just recognized some of the stuff you're wearing from when you were younger." Billy explained, before saying goodbye and closing the door.

"Damn!" Benji started, "He wasn't supposed to know it was us."

"yeah but billys weird like that. The first day he met us he could tell us apart and even Aaron and Paul who had known us for half our lives still used to Call me Benji." I pointed out. Benji just shrugged.

"I guess so." He started walking down the street with me, "And the first time he met us he went 'let me guess, you're Benji?' even though he had only seen a flyer advertising us without a picture."

"Yeah. And Tommy and Jake, no offense to our wonderful sons, will probably be to drunk to tell its us anyway." I laughed.

"You say it like its no big deal." Benji looked at me curiously.

"It is but hey. If they ARE infact drunk. At least they waited till a special occasion."

*Tommy*

"Scaring little kids so rock," Jake grinned and rubbed his hands together evilly as a group of little kids took off running away from us.

"I wonder where our Dads are," I said absently, looking around.

"I have no idea," Jake shrugged, taking my hand in his.

Jake and I turned around as we felt a tap on our shoulders, and nearly jumped out of our skin as we saw two VERY gothic-gone-crazy people.

I noticed they both had gloves on. *So they can't see Benji's finger tattoos and Joel's one on his wrist* Jake let out some kinda squeak as the one with spiked hair grabbed his wrist suddenly, and the other one grabbed me.

"Lemme go!" I yelped, "What the hell do you want?"

"To rape you," his hoarse voice whispered into my ear. That was it, and I struggled against him, managing to get away and grab Jake's arm, pulling him with me as we both took off running as far away from them as we could.

"Oh man. That was SO fucking scary," Jake gasped, running into an alleyway with me, "There's no way that could've been our Dad's. They looked NOTHING like them, not in the least bit."

I nodded, trying to calm my breathing down. I yelped in fear as someone's hands grasped me around the waist, while they used their other hand to tie my wrists together, then they tied a bandanna around my mouth. I tried to get away but I couldn't. I looked to Jake and saw him in the same condition, and those two overly-gothic people from before leaning over us. The onw with the long and messy hair pushed me onto my back on the ground, before his hands began undoing my pants.

I yelled against the bandanna, begging for them to stop. The guy with the spikes was doing the same thing Jake, and Jake struggled against him trying to get away, but not succeeding.

I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the pain I knew was coming, but it never did. Instead, I felt the guy who was ontop of me slide two lubed fingers into me. Guess he wasn't about to get his dick burned by no lube. I still struggled against him, not wanitng some random stranger to do this to us. I watched in fear as he lubed himself up before pushing into me roughly.

He felt so familiar.

"B...Benji?" I moaned as he thrust into me, although still skeptical of who he was. It felt so GOOD. Too good to be rape, but that's what it was. He reached around me and started to stroke me and I was praying that I wouldn't cum. This wasn't SEX. RAPE. No orgasm for me. But suddenly...

"Tommie..." The man moaned. And it was Benji. I swear, it was Benji.

"Dad?" I choked out, and he came within me, and I knew it was him because of his "dad" fetish. More like incest fetish but we ALL had that. He jerked me off quickly after that until I came moaning his name. He rolled off of me and buttoned up his pants, still breathing heavly but unwilling to get caught.

"I guess I gave myself away." He laughed a little.

"Yeaahhh..." I sighed.

"C'mon, get yourself together before someone comes through." He said, pulling my baggy assed pants up.

"Nice costumes." Joel said from across the alley.

"Wait... how'd you two do that so fast?" I asked Jake and Joel as they waited for me and Benji to get situated again.

"Easy," Jake grinned, "Joel gave himself away pretty fast, so I just kept calling him 'Daddy' the whole time."

I laughed and Joel grinned at me. "What can I say, it's a major turn on."

"Man.." I breathed, taking the time to look over Benji and Joel, "You guys sure don't look like yourselves."

"That was the point," Benji smiled, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, "To not look like us. Though... Billy knew it was us right away and ruined it."

"Well, let's go see Paul!" Jake grinned, "I'm sure we could fool him."

"Yeah!" I grinned, "He'll never guess who we are. And if he does, then he sucks."

"That's not nice," Joel laughed, "But ture."

"Yeah," Benji grinned, "Let's go to Paul's house and pay him a visit. He haven't seen him in a while."