If wattpad doesn't let me keep the art I swear to God---

Ahem. My memory is shit, but it feels like someone requested Pumpkin not too long ago?

She's so pretty help..

You may get a second update with our favourite fallen angel later~!

Enjoy this fluff!

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Ah October. Spooky month. The time of year where all the leaves fall from the trees, the scent of pumpkin spice and the time of candy!

A certain vampiress adored this time of year, it was the time of year where she could really be herself. She couldn't contain herself as she slid down the stair railing.

"Dad!" She calls out, darting into the living room, her wings fluttering uncontrollably.

Hallow looked over the couch with a smirk. "Good to see you up and at em. How's my best girl?"

Pumpkin giggles, her pink eye lights shimmering. "Are we throwing a Halloween party this year?" She asks, tilting her head.

Her father chuckles to himself. "Of course my blood orange. Vwhy vwouldn't vwe?"

"Just asking! Where's mom?" She asks, resting a hand on her hip.

"I'm... Not sure actually? He left early this morning. Probably buying his costume last minute." Hallow rolls his eyes playfully.

Pumpkin giggles. "Probably, he's always forgetful! I'm gonna get changed! I'm gonna meet y/n at the park and we're going to get lunch!"

"Have fun sweet fangs."

"Oh I will!" And with that, she darted up the stairs to get ready for the day.

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You nervously sat on the park bench, just trying to remember what to say. As cliché as it was, you had fallen for your best friend Pumpkin.

You couldn't help it... She was far too pretty for her own good, even if she was hundreds of years older then you.. You knew she had her father's charm. Which was both a blessing, and a curse.

Pumpkin always stood up for you, she got her temper from her uncle Lockheart. She wasn't afraid to slap anyone for even looking at you funny.

She was sweet and caring. Always putting your needs before hers, always checking in on you, asking you about your day.

How could you not fall for her? You we're just worried she'd reject you.. If she did.. You wouldn't know what to do.. You weren't sure you'd be able to stay friends with her if she rejected you.

Tonight was her Halloween party. One her parents held each year. With lots of snack, costumes, lights and music.

Of course her family would be there, her uncles and even her father's friends/old roommates.

You really wanted to confess to her... But how could you? You thought she was out of your league.. What if you freaked her out? What if she thought you we're a creep?

"Heya bestie! What cha thinking about?" Pumpkin's voice startles you out of your thoughts. Your cheeks flushed meeting her eyes.

Her being here made your cheek color worsen. She was taller than you and had the habit to rest her elbow on your shoulder. Any close contact with her made your heart flutter.

"I-i'm fine! You ready to get coffee?" You ask her, tucking your hands in your hoodie pockets.

She giggles before shaking her head. "We've already went to the cafe yesterday, remember? Let's stop by my dads bakery! My sweet fang is begging me for a cookie or three!" She slings her arm around your shoulder and takes the lead.

You sighed, why were you such a nervous wreck?

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You took a seat at the counter, while Pumpkin ran off to hug her uncle Lockheart, who sat at a booth in the far corner.

"Hey! Don't spook me like that you little shit!" He curses, although his tone sounds aggressive, the smile on his face says otherwise.

She hugged him tighter. "Are you coming to the party uncle Eros?"

The fallen angel shrugged his shoulders, patting her shoulder as she let him go. "Probably, is Cupid going to make his horrific cupcakes?" He lifts a brow.

Pumpkin nods her head. "The bloody ones with eyeball bubblegum? You bet! Dads helping him this time, he knows lots of Halloween recipes!"

Lockheart smiles with a goofy laugh. "Have fun sweetheart. I'm sure it'll be great. See you there."

Pumpkin hums before skipping back to you, taking a seat next to you while bouncing in her seat.

"Its weird to see him smile.. Its almost creepy." You mention, looking back to the horned angel who crushed at his coffee for burning him.

"He's emotionally constipated! But he isn't that bad, he's just.. Been hurt a lot. He'll warm up to you, he always does." She replies.

With a ring of a bell, the pink clad angel had stepped out behind the counter with a sweet smile on his face. Cupid sent you a welcoming wave. "Y/n, Pumpkin, what a surprise! What can I get you?"

"Get us some pumpkin pie! Please!" Pumpkin wraps her arm around your shoulders again, making your cheeks flush. "And.. Strawberry milk?"

"Of course sweetie." Cupid smiles, pecking the heart mark on her forehead. "Be right back!"

He turned on his heel and walked back to the backroom to get your orders.

"Hey Pumpkin?"

"Hmm?" Her ears perk up at your voice. She slowly spins on her seat to face you. "Yeah y/n?"

"Um.. I wanted to tell you something? But I'm not sure how exactly to ask you.." You mutter, playing with your fingers nervously.

"Is it a romance question? If it is.. You should really ask my mom. He knows everything about that mushy stuff!"

"No? I mean.. It is a romance question? Kinda? This is hard.." You sigh your cheeks flushing.

"Like the punch that guy is about to get." She snickers, looking back at her devil of an uncle.

Lockheart sent the deadliest glare at the male who walked passed the window. "What!?" He snarls, making the teen run off quickly.

"Pfft.. Sorry... Um.. I could help? Although I'm not the love expert my dad is." Pumpkin says, her ears folding back in a shy manner.

"Um.. Do you think we could- we could.. I mean.."

Cupid had stepped in carrying a silver platter. "Sorry kids! It took forever to find the whip cream. Here's you food!"

Pumpkin digs into her pie immediately, you sigh again and take your slice. Maybe you can tell her later.

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The party was in full swing. Pumpkins, bats, vampires, ghosts, spiders covered the walls. Orange and black streamers hung from the ceiling.

Spooky scary skeletons has played at six times tonight, no one seemed to mind though, they kept dancing.

You watched the party go on, sitting in the corner by the snack table. A few of the guest waved to you or even stopped by to say hi to you.

"Hey y/n. What's wrong? You don't dance?" Pumpkin asks, hanging from the ceiling with her head tilted.

You smiled up at her, happy that the strobe lights hid your blush. "I'm fine Pumpkin, nice party. I'm just gonna chill for a bit."

"Alright, if you need anything be sure to look for my dad or my mom." She drops from the ceiling, landing on her feet with her hands on her hips.

"Can I chill with you?" She asks, light orange blush on her cheeks.

"Sure." You return the smile, scooting aside to leave room for her to take a seat next to you.

She rests her hands in her lap, one of her wings wrapping around you snugly. You laid your head on her shoulder.

"Y/n.. There's actually something I want to tell you too." She pauses before leaning over and pecking your cheek. "...I've always.. Liked you.. More than a friend.. You probably think I'm nuts. But I fell for my best friend and I fell hard."

You felt your heart hammering in your chest at her confession. "...Pumpkin.."

"Yeah?" She turns to you, orange blush brighter than a traffic cone on her face.

You quickly pull her into a kiss, filled with all of the love you had for her. All of the love you've hidden from her.

She was surprised, before she wrapped her arms around you and returned the kiss. Her fangs poking your lips slightly.

"Hey. Leave room for Jesus." You feel a hand on your shoulder before you're pulled away from the vampiress.

Pumpkin hid her face behind her wings and ears, cheeks burning a sunny orange.

Lockheart stood between you both his arms crossed over his chest. "Look, I get you like each other, but kiss my niece in front of me again and I'll kick your ass with my stilettos. Got it?"

"Got it! Sorry Mr.Valentine!" You reply, rubbing the back of your neck.

"Good. I've got my eyes on you.." He warns, stepping away to get something from the drink's table.

"So does this make us official?" She asks shyly.

"If you want." You reply wanting her to be comfortable.

"...I'm glad to have you as my partner y/n. Happy spooky month." She giggles, pecking your cheek again.

"Happy spooky month Pumpkin."

End.! I hope you enjoyed!

Happy Halloween~! Or whatever day you're reading this!

Xoxo -Artsy.