It was 12:45 on November 1st morning. Sonata, along with Aria, had been spending the whole Halloween night trick or treating. Sonata had spent the last 45 minutes eating her two big bags of candy.
 
Aria: I don’t why I babysat you all night. I mean seriously, aren’t you too old for this?
 
Sonata: How can you say “no” to free candy.
 
Aria: You were holding them at gun point with a water pistol painted to look like a gun! Especially, since you decided to dress like a murderous comic book villain.
 
Sonata: What? I love Harley Quinn. She’s my favourite.
 
Aria groaned loudly with irritation as she tried to open the front door to their house. But she couldn’t.
 
Aria: Wait, what time is it? (She pulled out her phone.) Quarter to 1?! Ah great! Adagio must’ve grown tired of waiting for us to get back, so she locked up and went to bed.
 
Sonata: Uh oh.
 
Aria: This is all your fault! Why couldn’t you wait until we got home to eat the candy?!
 
Sonata: But I was hungry!
 
Aria: (groan) Well, this garbage house doesn’t have a back door, so it looks like you’ll have to go in though a window. We’ll try this one.
 
She opened the nearest window.
 
Sonata: Well… okay. Here it goes.
 
Sonata climbed up the window ledge and tried to pull herself through.
 
Sonata: Hhhnnnngg! Oooooohh! Oof!
 
Aria: What’s taking so long! I wanna go ta be- (She looked at Sonata’s wedged, still, revealing bottom sticking out of the window) Oh for Pete’s sake. If you’re stuck in that window, I’m gonna ring my hands round your flabby neck!
 
Sonata: Oh nononononono! I’m, uhh… just resting. Uhh… Climbing through windows takes a lot out of ya. (Giggles nervously)
 
Aria: (annoyed sigh) Alright, come here. Hhhnnnngg! Aaaahh, come on!
 
Sonata: Ooh! Aria! Your hands are cold!
 
Aria: Well, if you weren’t such a fat ass, I wouldn’t be touching said ass! Hhhnnnngg!