Once in the quaint town of Ingleside, on a chilly Halloween night, the freckled-faced boy named Billy decided to play a trick or two. Encased in an oversized, ghastly looking ghost costume, he was ready to stir the quiet peace of his unsuspecting neighbors.
He had chosen his grumpiest neighbor, old Mr. McGregor, to mess up with. Rehearsing his ghostly howls, Billy slowly crept up the rickety porch of McGregor’s house. Pushing the squeaky gate open, Billy let out a spine-chilling howl.
Instantly, a light flickered on inside. The door swung open and to Billy’s surprise, there stood Mr. McGregor, dressed as a wicked witch, complete with a large pointy hat and a crooked nose!
“Is that you, Billy?” he cackled, “Perfect timing! I was just making my witch’s brew! Could you spare a moment, I need a hand…” His wicked grin widened.
Billy unhesitatingly walked in. Later that night, he exited the house grinning ear to ear, holding a pumpkin pie winning the “Tastiest Halloween Treat” award at the town’s annual Bake-Off. The trickster became the assistant, and the old grump turned out to be the sweetest Halloween treat!