Post by natsuko on Oct 30, 2020 3:56:16 GMT
Despite a worldwide pandemic, Halloween could not be cancelled in many towns across America. Tony Russo, father and businessman had work obligations to tend to, however, this did not mean he didn’t have trick-or-treating covered for his children. Instead, he’d make arrangements so that neither child would miss out on Spooky SZN festivities!
After her bout with Conor, Naty once again felt out of her element when she was given the unusual task of accompanying her boss’ son to collect candy in the neighborhood prior to squaring off with Noelle Laurent.
First the beast, a child, and then the beauty.
The neighborhood was safe enough for Mrs. Russo to let her kids do their thing under the condition that they kept their phones on. Naty manages to catch up to the boy, introducing herself and referencing his father’s business in the way a guardian uses a code word when picking up a child at school. Aware of “stranger danger” and all the kidnapping that goes on, she did not want to take any chances.
Dressed as a penguin, she waddles next to the boy whose costume is best suited for the ultimate introvert - a shower stall made with PVC pipe, a pool noodle and topped off with a red shower curtain. Naty was determined to show Mr. Russo that she could be like family in the business, much like patrons at the Olive Garden.
Upon arrival to the end of the block, Naty moves the curtain to check on the boy of few words. He scoffs at the slight inconvenience, placing his phone in his pant pocket.
“I'm missing a Twitch stream for bite sized Almond Joys and strawberry candy that every grandma in the world has...I’m dead--”
“Ah, ah! At least you have candy?” Naty interjects. “I had a neighbor that used to hand out mini shampoos from the Marriott! The fresh air will be good for you. When you return home, you will be ready for your next conquest.”
“I have an air purifier, I would’ve been fine either way,” says the boy.
Naty refrains from turning this into a bout of wits and instead scouts for the next residence that’s giving away candy. She sees a group of children leaving the front doorstep of a colonial home seemingly satisfied. The younger Russo closes the curtain, before following Naty to the next house. She knocks on the door gently, taking a step back in anticipation of being greeted by the person on the other side.
“Hi there! Oh, I love your costumes, especially the shower one from the Karate Kid, I believe? What a cool idea to stay mysterious while doing some social distancing!” says, the presumed homeowner, a woman in her early 40s.
“I thought the same thing! Safety is a priority,” Naty says.
The woman nods in agreement, proceeding to hand out candy. Naty opens the bag, allowing the neighbor to drop handfuls of chocolates and Sour Patch Kids. Another group of trick-or-treaters approach the doorstep, standing to the side until Naty and Shower-Boy make their way back to the sidewalk.
“That happy lady has decent candy,” the boy says, showing signs of warming up to Naty.
“Definitely. Now this isn’t so bad, right? Many are stuck home against their wishes, and you were given the chance to come out for a bit.”
“Yeah, I guess,” he says, once again seemingly distracted by his phone.
Naty shakes her head as they continue to walk.
“Is there anything you’d like to tell me? You seemed annoyed when I mentioned your father earlier,” Naty inquires.
“He is always too busy for us. I don’t care anymore,” the boy says, defeated.
“Workaholic dads, I know how that goes,” Naty says. “It’s not easy for anyone, but understand that your father wants to give you the world. He’s going to keep working to make sure he realizes that dream. Maybe he’s not the CEO of Blizzard or Nintendo, but you should be proud of him no matter what.”
“...I don’t know about that. You’re his employee and you’re here instead of him? Yeah, okay.”
There was no sense in further continuing the search for candy. Naty motions to turn, now facing the street. As they head back home, a car speeds up, splashing Naty, leaving shower-boy unscathed. He opens the curtain further, gasping and holding back laughter.
“I’m sorry, Naty. You’re actually cool..but, yeah…”
He snorts to himself as Naty shakes off the excess water from her costume.
After her bout with Conor, Naty once again felt out of her element when she was given the unusual task of accompanying her boss’ son to collect candy in the neighborhood prior to squaring off with Noelle Laurent.
First the beast, a child, and then the beauty.
The neighborhood was safe enough for Mrs. Russo to let her kids do their thing under the condition that they kept their phones on. Naty manages to catch up to the boy, introducing herself and referencing his father’s business in the way a guardian uses a code word when picking up a child at school. Aware of “stranger danger” and all the kidnapping that goes on, she did not want to take any chances.
Dressed as a penguin, she waddles next to the boy whose costume is best suited for the ultimate introvert - a shower stall made with PVC pipe, a pool noodle and topped off with a red shower curtain. Naty was determined to show Mr. Russo that she could be like family in the business, much like patrons at the Olive Garden.
Upon arrival to the end of the block, Naty moves the curtain to check on the boy of few words. He scoffs at the slight inconvenience, placing his phone in his pant pocket.
“I'm missing a Twitch stream for bite sized Almond Joys and strawberry candy that every grandma in the world has...I’m dead--”
“Ah, ah! At least you have candy?” Naty interjects. “I had a neighbor that used to hand out mini shampoos from the Marriott! The fresh air will be good for you. When you return home, you will be ready for your next conquest.”
“I have an air purifier, I would’ve been fine either way,” says the boy.
Naty refrains from turning this into a bout of wits and instead scouts for the next residence that’s giving away candy. She sees a group of children leaving the front doorstep of a colonial home seemingly satisfied. The younger Russo closes the curtain, before following Naty to the next house. She knocks on the door gently, taking a step back in anticipation of being greeted by the person on the other side.
“Hi there! Oh, I love your costumes, especially the shower one from the Karate Kid, I believe? What a cool idea to stay mysterious while doing some social distancing!” says, the presumed homeowner, a woman in her early 40s.
“I thought the same thing! Safety is a priority,” Naty says.
The woman nods in agreement, proceeding to hand out candy. Naty opens the bag, allowing the neighbor to drop handfuls of chocolates and Sour Patch Kids. Another group of trick-or-treaters approach the doorstep, standing to the side until Naty and Shower-Boy make their way back to the sidewalk.
“That happy lady has decent candy,” the boy says, showing signs of warming up to Naty.
“Definitely. Now this isn’t so bad, right? Many are stuck home against their wishes, and you were given the chance to come out for a bit.”
“Yeah, I guess,” he says, once again seemingly distracted by his phone.
Naty shakes her head as they continue to walk.
“Is there anything you’d like to tell me? You seemed annoyed when I mentioned your father earlier,” Naty inquires.
“He is always too busy for us. I don’t care anymore,” the boy says, defeated.
“Workaholic dads, I know how that goes,” Naty says. “It’s not easy for anyone, but understand that your father wants to give you the world. He’s going to keep working to make sure he realizes that dream. Maybe he’s not the CEO of Blizzard or Nintendo, but you should be proud of him no matter what.”
“...I don’t know about that. You’re his employee and you’re here instead of him? Yeah, okay.”
There was no sense in further continuing the search for candy. Naty motions to turn, now facing the street. As they head back home, a car speeds up, splashing Naty, leaving shower-boy unscathed. He opens the curtain further, gasping and holding back laughter.
“I’m sorry, Naty. You’re actually cool..but, yeah…”
He snorts to himself as Naty shakes off the excess water from her costume.