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Where are those--

Late night snack? Count me in!

Thunderstorm?

That's weird.

It's supposed to be mostly clear skies

with low winds coming out of the southeast

and zero percent chance of rain overnight.

I'm subbing for the weather guy tomorrow.

I've been practicing.

What was that?

Probably just a couple of raccoons on the roof.

Raccoons hang out on roofs, right?

I'm not hungry anymore, let's go back to bed.

Can I sleep in your room?

I was gonna ask if I could sleep in yours.

The basement! Get to the basement!

What about Gabby?

I-I'll text her to jump out of the window!

It's the only way!

Just wait till they see what's in the basement!

Happy Halloween

to the Hallo-Queen, Gabby Duran!

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ I do normal like a fish rides a bicycle ♪

♪ Fit in like summer and an icicle ♪

♪ Don't fight it, just be an original ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ I roller skate outside the lines ♪

♪ When I try to stay in, it's no surprise ♪

♪ It's a fail, it's okay, I'm one of a kind ♪

♪ One of a, one of a kind

♪ So anytime I feel some type of way ♪

♪ Don't understand the human race ♪

♪ So what, so what, so what

♪ I do my thing, I do my thing ♪

♪ You do your thing, you do your thing ♪

♪ When we don't fit in

♪ We stand out in the crowd and we shout it loud ♪

♪ I do my thing, I do my thing ♪

♪ I'm the one and only, I'm the one and only ♪

♪ Don't try to fit in, don't try to fit in ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, I do my thing

Hm. Something's off.

Hmm.

Much better.

Impeccable brushwork.

Gotta say, though, I think my locker's

a little bit scarier.

The Horrors of Climate Change?

That's not even Halloween-related!

Scary is scary, Gabby.

And this call to action is gonna win me

the Scary Locker Contest.

And maybe open some minds in the process!

May the flyest horrorista win!

Annoying-but-still kinda-cute Jace

trying to psych me out.

Now, for the finishing touch--

What is it, Wes? What happened?

Fake head in a backpack?

Were... you screaming because of how not scary it was?

Oh no.

He's back!

The Fright Master is back!

Uh, the Fright Master?

He's been terrorizing

the children of Havensburg for years.

He pinpoints your fears

so he can craft a specific terror,

just for you.

- For example-- - You're scared of being decapitated.

No, I'm scared of being decapitated

and having my head stuffed in a medium-sized bag.

That's a very specific fear.

And yet, he knew it!

I'm just saying, watch out.

He could strike anyone at any time.

Pssh, I'm not worried

about this so-called "Fright Master."

Scary recognizes scary.

If he's really out there,

he knows it's a mistake

to try and get one over on Gabby D.

Our Halloween preparations are nearly complete!

Ha ha! I daresay it's...

...in the bag!

Even your terrible jokes can't ruin this for me!

We're gonna nail Halloween this year!

Normally, I'd caution against overconfidence,

but, uh, I agree.

We have spooky decorations,

we have excellent Halloween costumes

as department store suit mannequins...

...we have actual treats for trick-or-treaters.

You see, that's, uh, that's where we went

dreadfully wrong last year.

If you recall...

But raisins are nature's candy!

We want candy!

That's not gonna happen this time.

We get Halloween now.

This year, we shall reign over Halloween.

We shall be Hallo-Kings!

Hallo-Kings, baby!

Happy Halloween!

Oh my,

look at his...

...somewhat unimaginative delivery man costume.

Well, they can't all be winners.

Enjoy!

Hallo-Kings!

I'm so glad I took

the entire day off for this!

Time for a few tweaks

to ensure my contest win.

Okay, so I kinda hate dentists.

That's the best the Fright Master can do?

Weak.

I'm gonna pull out

all your teeth!

How's this for a deep cleaning, you freak?

Gabby, stop! It's okay! Stop! Breathe.

Breathe.

Uh, Gabby?

My beautiful gore-fest.

Ruined!

Okay, Fright Master. You think you're gonna scare me?

Bring it.

Okay, I think this is everything I need

to figure out who the Fright Master is.

What are the chances you just let this go

and we hit up all the good trick-or-treating houses early?

Slim to none. We're not going trick-or-treating.

We're gonna figure out who the Fright Master is

and make him pay.

Alright.

At ten, he got you in the science wing

with that fake head that wasn't scary at all.

Fear is subjective, so--

At eleven, he blindsided me with that...

sick, twisted dentist ambush in my locker.

And at noon, he got Corey in the cafeteria.

Oh, I'm sorry I forgot to eat lunch

because there was a head in my backpack!

You think the cafeteria's still open?

A clock!

The blueprint!

It's a clock!

See?science wing.

Corridor B.

cafeteria.

Which means...

He'll hit the boiler room at one!

Wait. Gabby...

College rejection letters?

"Dear Ms. Glover, we regret to inform you

"that you have been pre-rejected

"from Brown University

"as your recent A-minus has made you

ineligible for admission."

Bye-bye, Brown.

State school for Susie. Bye-bye, Brown.

State school for Susie. Bye-bye, Brown.

- State school for Susie. - That's not scary at all.

Clear the room, please! We've got an investigation to conduct!

Something's missing.

A little empathy for Susie?

Besides that.

Where's the calling card?

Right here.

Oh no, you don't! Get him!

Wes! Get him!

Ugh! Almost had him!

Thanks for the tiny sausage fingers, Mom!

How'd you like to find out

who the Fright Master really is?

Ready for another trick-or-treater?

Indeed! We are getting Halloween

one hundred percent right!

Hallo-Kings.

Trick or treat.

Was that a Vexatonian?

It most certainly was.

And it's taken our precious Howard prisoner!

I thought they were banned from Earth

because they ate all those humans!

Yes.

Ground them up into nutrient-rich people shakes!

And now... it's Halloween,

so they can walk around in plain sight!

Steel yourself, Jeremy.

We must confront the Vexatonian

and save Howard!

It's what a Hallo-King would do.

Analyzing.

Analyzing.

Admiring body and sheen.

Now make us a composite image

of the owner of this DNA sample.

Creating composite image based on DNA sample.

What in the...

Gotcha, you beautiful monster.

Behold!

An entire haunted house specifically catered

to target each of Jace's biggest fears.

Wow. You did this incredibly fast.

First, we'll lure him here by saying we want to donate

our Halloween candy to his favorite charity.

Now, he might be expecting some sort of revenge,

so here's what we're going to do...

First, we'll lure him into a false sense of security

with the least scary thing of all time...

...a lame 99 cent rubber spider.

He'll think he's safe.

-But we've only just begun.

The Blorgian Psychra-mist will distort his senses

making his mind a breeding ground for fear.

Then the fun starts.

I haven't learned much in history class,

but I did learn Jace is afraid of...

Ahhh! Vikings! They walk again!

Upstairs...

...he'll only find more terror.

His deepest, darkest fear.

A holographic projection of himself with...

A bad haircut?

I, I, I pretend I don't care about my looks,

but I secretly do!

Ahhh!

This is gonna rule so hard.

And then can we please go trick-or-treating?

'Cause I'm very much into candy this year.

Other years, not so much.

But this year, big time.

Right on time.

Happy Halloween, Gabby!

You're probably wondering why I'm not wearing a costume.

I donated it to People for the Ethical Treatment of People.

People are hurting, Gabby,

and it's up to people to help them.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, love people, love causes.

Come on in.

So, uh, where's this candy?

I've got a pretty packed schedule tonight.

We begin with the appetizer.

Sp-sp-spider! Spider!

Aghhh! Spider! Spider!

- Aghhh! Spider! Spider!

More spiders!

Aahhh!

Ah!

That... is not what I thought would happen.

Wait, is he dead?

Nah, he's just cold.

- Okay. - But he is in shock.

It wasn't my fault!

What kind of Fright Master gets spooked

by a dumb rubber spider?

Jace's parents are on their way to the hospital.

It was hard to hear through all of his dad's sobbing,

but apparently he is super scared of spiders.

You really messed him up, Gabby.

This can't be happening.

I'm so sorry, Jace.

I just took things way too far.

I just wish you'd wake up.

Hello? Nurse?

Anybody?

Can we get some help in here, please? Help!

Uh... Jace?

What's happening? I can't see!

The monster appears to have dragged Howard

back to his home.

Listen carefully, Jeremy.

This Vexatonian is perhaps the greatest threat

we have ever faced.

Including that one really big butterfly?

Somehow... yes.

Even so, we must be brave.

As long as we can remain calm--

No! Not the blender!

Nooo!

We're too late!

Howard's a people shake.

That boy was the closest thing

I had to a son!

You shall pay for your crimes, Vexatonian!

What's a Vexatonian?

It's just a kid.

Hallo-King!

Jeremy!

Ohh!

Curse my itchy trigger finger.

We use the juicer for candy shakes, bro.

Not the blender. We've been through this.

- Principal Swift? - Hm?

Jeremy "The Jerminator" Radblood-Ballerstein?

What's up, Howard?

What are you doing in my house?

Oh, Howard!

Uh, I-I can explain this.

You see, uh, Jeremy and I,

we're, uh, we're...

You're dressed up like those alien hunter dudes!

Like from that movie!

Men in Suits.

And you came all the way inside the house

to capture my alien brother.

That's commitment. Respect.

You guys, like, get Halloween.

Uh, yes!

That and nothing else

is exactly

what's happening.

Ooh. Pew-pew-pew.

Well, we hope you enjoyed

our brilliant Halloween joke.

Goodbye!

Did you hear that, Jeremy?

We get Halloween!

H-H-Hallo-K-Kings!

Jace? Glad you're awake, dude.

Even though you shouldn't be.

Okay, you should be, and that's still my fault

and I'm really sorry!

Anyway, could you just get back in bed?

Please?

Ah!

Stop it, Jace. I know it's you.

Guess again, Gabby!

Jace hasn't been flossing, Gabby.

He needs fillings.

Ahh!

Now it's your turn.

Open wide.

Please.

I'm too fly to die.

I guess scary doesn't recognize scary.

Wes?

Oh, come on!

Okay, s-so...

let me get this straight.

You've been the Fright Master this whole time?

Ever since the fourth grade!

At first, I just spooked our gym teacher

to get out of playing basketball,

but then I realized

I really like coming up

with elaborate ways to scare people.

Why go through all this effort just to scare me?

Gabby,

when it comes to Halloween, you can be... a snob.

You act like you're the only person

who knows anything about horror.

And if something doesn't scare you,

then anyone who is scared of it is a little baby.

Come on, man. I'm not that bad.

Oh no?

Fake head in a backpack?

Were... you screaming because of how not scary it was?

That's not scary at all.

What kind of Fright Master gets spooked

by a dumb rubber spider?

Okay, there is a chance I've been somewhat snobby.

I was excited to get you in

on the Fright Master's antics this year,

but you've spent this entire month

razzing me about all the dumb things that scare me.

So I figured if I showed you just how scary I can be,

maybe you'd take me a little more seriously.

I guess I was so caught up in being the scare queen,

I didn't consider I was being a jerk.

That wasn't very great of me. I'm sorry, bud.

But this, the hospital, the flickering lights,

the creepy dental tools.

Gotta hand it to you. You know scary.

Can't believe you did this all yourself.

Well, I did have a little help.

Yes, twas I!

As a longtime victim of the Fright Master,

I was honored when Wes approached me for my help.

What can I say?

My mom works at the hospital,

and I can't resist the opportunity

to teach a positive moral lesson.

Well, these last five minutes

easily took ten years off my life.

Respect.

My sincerest apologies

for zapping you, Jeremy.

But, on the bright side,

the Vexatonian wasn't real,

which means no humans were turned into shakes today.

Cool.

Don't worry. We shall learn from this.

And next year,

we shall be Hallo-Kings.

Hallo-Kings.

Ohh!

Oh, what an adorably primitive robot!

Have some candy.

Woo!

Trick or treat.

Ohh! Uh, Happy Halloween!

Excellent costume!

Mmm, humany.