I'll be Beating You!

((lmao, I doubt this is the reptile you had in mind, but I couldn't resist!))

"A pretty lady who hands out candy!" Glen cried happily, snatching the mint from her hand and unwrapping it as fast as he could.

Glen popped the mint in his mouth, and unable to resist, James stopped walking outright to watch the show. Knowing Jack, James had a feeling that there was more to that candy than freshening one's breath. He didn't have long to wait.

With a bewildered look, Glen began to change. In the time it took to count to three, instead of Glen standing in the street, there was Reptile.

"I-is this some sort of muggle fashion?" Glen stammered, pulling uncertainly at his new digs; quite alarmed when he realized the mask nor clothes would come off.

James and the rest of the team roared with laughter, Vance even joining in. Unable to talk through laughter, James relied to Jack to explain things.

((Beautiful!))

If Jack was supposed to take the high road and be the better person and fix what she had done, she had been poorly misjudged. The team was roaring with laughter as Laurie nervously regarded Jack, again.

"Of course it is! Would a pretty lady who hands out candy lie to you?" She grinned and continued on, his hand dropping from her shoulder as she moved on. "I know a great bar near here. You all ready?"

She would leave it to someone else to break the news to Glen. Unless they chose not to. Which would, of course, be the best thing possible for everyone.

"Looks great on you," James said to Glen as he passed him, following Jack.

Should have known that she'd already know of a place in town. She had been a big fan of the Falmouth Falcons, so she probably knew the town by the back of her hand by now. The team walked loosely packed together, and James increased his own speed to come up by Jack.

"How long until that wears off?" he asked, so no one could hear, "Just want to make sure he isn't going to go starkers right in the middle of the bar..."

James fell into step with her and she could hear the rest of the team getting into two's and three's as they all began the jovial journey towards the drinks that would surely get them all into the team spirit.

James whispered to her and Jack fished through her pockets, handing him a candy tin that looked exactly the same, only with a red stripe running down its packaging. "He has to eat just one of these and his appearance will go back to normal. These are technically still experimental. It's supposed to turn him into a turtle, not into a ninja turtle. But the basics still apply. It's not permanent, and it's reversed with these." She nodded at the tin. "You're the captain. You can decide when it's prudent for him, if you wish."

(( o.O Ninja turtle? I didn't even think of that! lmao, you've obviously never seen or played Mortal Combat. XD ))

James laughed, barely resisting the urge to pat Jack on the back. From what he remembered of her, she didn't like to be touched. In the heat of a game or a win was one thing, out in public was another.

"He's supposed to be a ninja turtle?" James echoed, looking back at Glen, "I think you need to work on that recipe..."

((I've never been into video games much. Just some PokeSnap and Super Smash Bros on my N64. XD))

They were leaving the stadium now, and Jack turned right, headed down the street. "Nah, he's supposed to be a full blown, four foot tall tortoise," Jack said, a little sigh escaping her lips as she glanced back at him, as he nervously tugged at his outfit. "But it's still in the works. Top minds are working on it! And by top minds I mean two Hogwarts drop outs and a very hormonal pregnant woman."

It was truth too. Andy, Gary, and Kirsty were an unconventional team, but they were constantly churning out new inventions.

"I think it got stuck somewhere between a turtle and a human, and it reminded me of a watered down version of the muggle ninja turtles." Jack grinned. "Particulars don't matter though, do they? He still looks...." Glen suddenly piped up. "I look what?"

Jack smiled. "Fabulous!"

James turned to give Glen a double-thumbs up, then grinned at Jack.

"Makes a terrific Halloween costume, though," he commented, "Muggles may just think he's celebrating early. Wouldn't it just bite your buttocks to see everyone marveling at his 'costume', rather than laughing behind his back?"

James again turned to Glen, hollering for him to join him and Jack. Glen jogged up to walk beside them, curious as to what James wanted.

"Hey, Glen," James said, putting his arm around the man's shoulders, "Since we're going into a Muggle bar, I thought it'd be prudent to teach you the Muggle custom of 'Trick or Treat.' "

James tipped Jack a wink, cuing her in.

Jack laughed. "You kidding? That'd make my day if he got approval wearing it. He may go out and buy himself something like it. Then he'd wear it all the time. I might even let him put his arm around me." But the look of pure devious mischief on her face said otherwise. The poor guy was lost now.

James called Glen over and Jack perked up, excited at an opportunity to mess with the guy even more. "Trick or treat is where you go up to strangers, grab their hand, look deep into their eyes... and then shout 'TRICK OR TREAT!' Then they buy you a drink. Or give you candy."

"What's the trick for?" Glen asked.

Without missing a beat Jack said, "It's muggle slang for a pint."

"Seems like we're here," James piped up as the group arrived outside a bar, "You'll get your first practice, Glennie."

James opened the door and motioned for the team to go on inside. He followed in after them, automatically looking around for Glen to see the sort of trouble he was in.

"TRICK OR TREAT!" he heard a voice coming from off to his right.

James turned to see Glen with the barmaid's hand within his. James looked around to find Jack, and met her eyes, smiling. He shrugged his shoulders and moved in for a closer viewing area.

Jack loved this little pub, The Devil's Punchbowl. It was full of the downtrodden and the downright weird. Jack loved the lively atmosphere. It didn't feel too high class, like Satan's, but it wasn't downright shady either, like Satan's.

Jack did a quick scan and then decided on the bar. That way, they'd all be together, and yet not crowded at a table. She walked up to the bar and knocked on the wood, calling one of the three bartender's to her attention. "A round of beers."

She turned, watching the barmaid stare at Glen in shock. She glanced around and Jack met her gaze. "It's his first time." Jack tapped her own temple, grimacing, as though to imply Glen was a bit simple. The barmaid smiled at Glen. "I'll go grab you some taffy."

Glen spun around. "Hey guys! It works!"