"Having fun?" I asked.
"Yes - just us girls," Scarlet shouted. "Trevor is working the crowd in his costume."
"Yes, I bumped into him," I said.
"And Jagger is overseeing everything," she continued.
"Where's Stormy?" Scarlet asked, hot and sweaty from dancing.
"She's out trick-or-treating with Billy."
"Well, there is someone here who wants to see her," Scarlet said as if it was a warning.
"Who?" Alexander asked.
Just then pink hair popped out from the crowd. Luna was fabulously amazing as the Bride of Frankenstein with a pink monster-do. And following close behind was a familiar boy with white hair, dressed as Beetlejuice. It was Valentine Maxwell - the Maxwell twins' younger vampire sibling.
"Where's Stormy?" Luna asked, pulling at her long white gown.
"Trick-or-treating with Billy."
"Who's Billy?" Luna asked.
"He's my brother," I said emphatically.
"Well, we thought she'd be with you," she said in a huff. "Valentine would love to see her."
"Hey, Valentine," Alexander said. "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Hi, Alexander." Valentine smiled, his green eyes shining brightly. "Do you like my brother's club?"
"Yes, it's awesome," Alexander raved. "And so was the haunted house. It seems to be doing pretty well, too. I didn't know you were coming to town."
"I came in for Halloween. I was hoping I could see Stormy - and Billy and Henry."
"They aren't coming here tonight. They are out trick-or-treating," Alexander said.
Valentine's disappointment was palpable. "They are all hanging out together?"
"We didn't know you'd be here," Alexander said. "Otherwise - "
"I know. But Stormy loves Beetlejuice. I wore it for her."
I felt sorry for the youngest Maxwell. He was bummed out not to be among his peers. I couldn't blame him, but I wasn't so sure that I wanted him hanging out with my brother. Last time Valentine met Billy, he took him to a cave where he tried to bite him. I wasn't so sure my brother should be in his company again. In fact, I knew it wasn't a good idea.
"He's been really busy," I said. "Tons of science fairs coming up."
"Well, we'll still have to get together soon. And at least I'll get to see Stormy now that she's in town, too," he said. "We can hang out here at the Crypt."
"Yes, we'll see what we have planned," Alexander said. He didn't seem so eager for his sibling to be hanging around the younger Maxwell, either.
When Alexander and I arrived at my house, we found the sugared-up space invaders in the family room watching Friday the 13th.
"You'll never guess who we saw tonight," I said.
"Frankenstein?" Stormy asked.
"No."