Russel Halloween party || Boo

[Jonathan Russel]

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Jon loved coming up with Halloween ideas and he especially loved assisting Esme out with the little parties she planned -- it made him feel helpful, being able to set up and do things for her. It was something he should be doing, regardless... but Esme was so used to taking care of him that he didn't always get the chance to actually do much. He didn't mind, but he also didn't like tiring her out, especially since they pretty much boned every night to keep the spark alive. Pregnancy sex was the best.

Brushing off some dirt off of the furry shoes he wore on his feet, Jon looked to Esme, and admired the little bump that shown through the red dress she wore, "Baby, you look beautiful," he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, "I love this on you, you're the best looking pregnant woman I've seen -- not many pregnant women can pull off Jessica Rabbit," he grinned at her, placing an arm around her waist, "I wouldn't have asked if I didn't think you'd look this good."

Jon shrugged, "And besides, look at me," he laughed at himself, dressed in such a silly bunny costume, "I could probably make anybody look better just by standing next to them -- if you don't like how you look, I'll be by your side all night, alright?"

[Stormy Wynn]

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Stormy had always loved Halloween, although this was the first time in forever that anyone had asked her to do a group thing with them, for once she felt cool. Although she hated Halloween because people acted like idiots, she wasn’t going to say that out loud, in fact she would probably just drink with them and ignore them, even though it was illegal. She could have been in her dorm doing Spanish homework, instead of failing the class because she never did it, but that sounded lame. So instead she decided to go to the party, after all it was Halloween.

She didn’t really own anything super cheetah print except for a sweater that had a cheetah print lightning bolt on the front of it, that for some reason had been sitting in the back of her closet, she wasn’t sure where it had come from, but she remembered seeing it in there when she was unpacking so she dug around until she found it. The heels, were something she managed to borrow from a dorm neighbor with a good sense of style, apparently. Then she bought a tail and ears which along with a pair of black skinny jeans completed the outfit. She wasn’t showing as much skin as some people, well actually she wasn’t showing any for the most part, and she was ok with that.

When she got to the party, she spotted Lacey on the couch, with a bowl of chips. Well as long as she had food, then why not. When she got closer Stormy heard her singing something, the cheetah girls song. She had to think a second to remember the lyrics, before grabbing a handful of chips from the bowl on Lacey’s lap, “Our spots are different….” She started with a mouthful of chips, that made her words come our muffled and not dong like at all. She plopped down next to Lacey and continued, now that there was nothing in her mouth. “ Different colors…We make each other stronger, That ain't ever gonna change,” She sang.

“What’s up Cheetah sister?” She asked Lacey, grabbing another handful of chips, and shoving it in her mouth. She really didn’t eat in an attractive way, but it wasn’t like anyone was paying attention anyway.

[Mark Daniels]

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Miss a Halloween party? Never. Like Aubrey liked to say, "Halloween is my favorite season." and Mark could not agree more (even if Halloween wasn't a season). It was on his list after New Years of course which was his birthday and also the beginning of the year. Lacey, Keisha, Stormy and Mark had agreed to go as The Cheetah Girls and that just made the holiday all the better.

It started out as joke how'd it end up like this?

However, Mark wasn't mad. It felt nice to belong to a group, especially a group of beautiful ladies. Call him a lucky guy, he guessed. Galleria wore pink, right? Right. He managed to find something pink... with cheetah print... In his closet? He wondered what funky stuff could be hiding in there, too.

He decided that his shades would look best hooked on his shirt considering he would probably trip and fall. Mark walked into the party with his typical swagger. "Aubrey, Caroline! Woah and my hero!" Mark hollered, smiling brightly. He then turned around and spotted Lacey and Stormy sitting on the couch, eating chips and singing.

Was that his cue? Mark salsa danced his way toward them as he started singing, "Gotta do what we gotta do. Got the brains, got the power and we speak the truth. We're from everywhere all around the world. So ya best respect the cheetah girls~" he sang dramatically and with a lot of heart and soul. However with all the soul he was putting to it, his hat almost slid off his head. "Pff! Heller." he said with a soft grin as he placed his hat back on correctly.

[Esme Russel]

It was nice to hear from someone like Carol that she looked nice but honestly Jon's compliments meant ten times more to Esme. He was sort of obligated to say that she looked nice considering that he was the reason she was both pregnant and wearing this costume but it just seemed more genuine. He was saying this because she was his wife, the only woman that he was going to be with for the rest of his life and that was important to her. It actually made her feel like she must have been doing something right. "Thanks, dear... I know you think I look hot..... I mean.... last night... damn, I don't think I could ever doubt you thinking that I'm sexy after that magical thing you did. You know how much I love it when you stroke my cl---" She was whispering but she still felt strange continuing that train of thought especially when Carol and Wyatt were standing nearby.

She turned her attention to them and actually gasped when she noticed Wyatt's full costume, what in the world was he wearing? "Oh my God... You're in heels." She giggled slightly before snuggling up closer to Jonathan mostly because she felt strange standing so close to Wyatt dressed as a woman. Who in the world was he suppose to be? She was a little surprised that he and Carol hadn't switched their costumes and dressed well.. like a normal couple would have but who was she to judge? "Dude, I'm like 5'1, I've been wearing heels since I was ten. It'll get easier or I'm just weird.. I mean how many people do you guys know who can shower in heels?" She never ever thought that she would be telling him that. It took her a minute to realize that she had alluded to the old shower time fun with her last comment but she hoped nobody would notice if she didn't make a big deal out of it.

Besides, her attention was moved to Mark, Stormy and Lacey when she heard singing... Yep, singing. Who the fuck randomly bursts into song at someone else's party? This wasn't karaoke night! If she had wanted live entertainment then she would have hired some and not gone with the sixty dollar CD that she purchased. If looks could kill then the expression on Esme's face would be deadly. Her voice was low as she hissed her complaint to Jon, "What in the fuck are they doing? Attention whores.. All of them are fucking attention whores." She was having pregnancy mood swings lately.

[Aubrey Sawyer]

"There he goes!" Aubrey exclaimed happily as he watched his cheetah clad friend literally salsa dance his way to Lacey and Stormy who were also in cheetah print. He had no idea what was going on but Mark seemed to be singing — and happy so Aubrey smiled lightheartedly. He enjoyed seeing people be jubilant and gleeful.

He then smiled softly when Caroline kissed his forehead. "You're like the widow of a fallen soldier... A soldier that has fallen for you." he said, pausing for a second to retrieve his thought. He then looked to Cami, who was all covered in frosting. "Hopefully the sugar won't make her actually fly." he laughed, taking another handful of candy corn. He just loved this stuff... Too bad there were high quantities of sugar. But he was already technically a sugar daddy, all the puns intended.

[Keisha George]

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Keisha was late as per usual, but she didn't feel like it was really her fault, because all of her clocks were 5 minutes late (lies). It only took so long because she couldn't tell if something was leopard or cheetah printed; she ended up deciding it was all close enough--real cheetah sisters would wear any type of cat.
Keisha generally didn't like Halloween because she never could find a costume in time (she’s been countless “sexy” things when it was too late to buy proper costumes), but she had a costume idea already, so it really wasn't a problem.
Once she got there, she was moderately impressed. Actually, she was really impressed because there was always food within a few feet, and that truly was an accomplishment. As soon as she was two feet in the house, she heard the melodic, charming voice of her fellow Cheetah Sisters. When Mark finished, Keisha strutted in, singing, “Dancing, singing from our birth, Working hard for what we deserve. Trying not to break the rules, 'cause mama didn't raise no fools.” (She was going to continue, but Esme was mad-mugging them because she was a jealous hoe.)

[Lacey Samuels]

Lacey sat up straighter and placed the bowl of chips back on the coffee table where it had originally been set up, smiling now that the rest of the 'Cheetah Girls' had arrived and were singing along, "It may seem we're only dreamin', and we need help to carry on~" she continued her verse, holding a hand to her heart, feeling that music, glancing at Esme through the corner of her eye and catching her dirty look, raising an eyebrow. Excuse her.

She shrugged, proceeding to keep singing anyway -- she ain't care, Lacey was having fun, and if she wanted to sing with Mark, Keisha, and Stormy, she would, "It's good to know we're not alo-o-o-o-one." She raised her voice up a bit, just to be obnoxious, and flipped her hair to the side, laughing slightly and shrugging. Haters gon' hate.

[Stormy Wynn]

Stormy saw Esme glaring at them, and rolled her eyes. Whatever Esme, you’re just jealous because you’re not cool enough to be a cheetah girl. Since Keisha and Mark had showed up, they were all there, and it honestly didn’t matter what Esme thought anyway. She was just a hater. Stormy shrugged, before she continued singing her verse, “ Cause we are sisters, We stand together ” She did the same as Lacey raising her voice a little and glancing at Esme, just to be petty and obnoxious, and to make her mad. Even though it didn’t matter what she thought right? They were having fun.

“ We make up one big family though we don't look the same” She sang, trying not to laugh as she did it, she saw Marks outfit and couldn’t help it. She had just realized how dumb they all probably looked, but clearly Mark’s outfit was the best of them all. What was he even wearing and where did he even find that? She wasn’t sure but it was cheetah print that was for sure. She took another handful of chips from the bowl that Lacey had put on the table and glance back at Esme again. That girl really needed to take a chill pill.

[Keisha George]

Only when the others were singing did she truly have time to appreciate Mark's outfit. Only he could truly appreciate what it meant to be a Sister (except those pants were tacky as hell. What was that boy thinking?). They were all looking more fabulous than everyone else at the party, and clearly the superior singers. Plus this was hella fun so who cared? Other than the fascist Esme, of course.
"Our spots are different, different colors. We make each other stronger, that ain't ever gonna change. " She glanced at Esme, who looked like she was strongly considering throwing the food table at all of them. "Esme, come here. We allow everyone to be a Sister. Sing it for the whole house."

[Mark Daniels]

It really flattered Mark that his costume was getting attention. After all, didn't everyone crave attention and hardly mattered if it caught everyone's eyes. Just his cheetah friend were enough. That was the whole purpose, to dress up and have fun. He wasn't exactly thinking when he put this outfit together and he obviously would never wear it on a regular basis. He laughed softly then noticed that they were looking about the corner of their eyes.

He turned his head to their direction and noticed that Esme was not happy. Why wasn't she happy? People came to her party and this was her party, after all. He didn't believe that he, nor Lacey, Keisha or Stormy wanted to make her feel bad. They were just having fun. As if that hadn't been repeated enough.

"Believe it mister, we're cheetah girls... Cheetah sisters~" Mark sang, but he had to laugh last minute because he wasn't technically a sister. So maybe in that outfit he was. He motioned for Esme to come join them, if so she pleased.