You Chose B, Then A, Then B: Those kids better get ready, cause you are bigger and more ravenous

Yikes! You are not going in there. You turn tail and trot back out into the street. Everywhere there are gleaming pumpkins, friendly decorations and children carrying ready-made bags of treats just for you! You caper about, robbing the youngest of their loot. You snatch! You dash! It's so easy! After about an hour of this, your body feels a little strange. All that sugar has created a lot of mucous in your throat. You duck into a little alley to do some unsavory spitting. You cough and hack, but the mucous is stuck there in your craw. Losing patience, you suck the glob of goo into your mouth, but it's too large to just spit out. You reach with your fingers and grab the slippery mass. With one motion, you manage to pull a phlegm wad the size of a kitten out of your mouth. Whew! That was cathartic.

You look down at the glistening mass. It quivers and coughs. It begins to breath. Before your very eyes, the creature bends itself into an insect-like form. It slowly stretches itself to articulate its segmented body, and its tiny, crumpled wings begin to expand. You stand by protectively as this transformation occurs. Finally, the little wings hum into action and the strange creature rises up to eye level. Its face is heart-shaped, like an oversized wasp, and it cocks its head at you and makes a small, inquisitive sound. You unwrap a carton of sugar babies and toss one into the air. The creature darts to catch it. It makes a contented purring sound and makes an affectionate circuit around you before it flies off into the night.

The End.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!