"We're gonna get some fried foods," Shikhiro declared.

"I see. What's a samosas?" his sibling asked. 

"It's filled with veggies such as potatoes and peas, then fried. Also, Aokiya is gonna dress up as Tyranitar. She makes her own costumes as well."

.....

Aokiya was sitting on the couch, donning her Tyranitar costume she constructed. "He'll be here." She got up and fixed herself a glass of sweet tea and sipped. 

Shikhiro knocked on the door; his girl opened it. "There you two are! Wanna some sweet tea? It's not super-sweet though lest you wanna add extra sugar."

"We'll take it as is, thank you," Shikhiro and Kwesi both said as she poured two glasses.

.....

The trio were outside in the night. "I know a multitude of places where you can get good candy," Shikhiro pointed out. "That pink house over there offers huuuge burnt-caramel chocolate bars and black-sesame bars." 

Shikhiro and Co. went over to said one-story building. An old, Japanese lady opened the door. "Well, aren't you the cutest Halloween trio!" She was gushing over the 3 so much, she gave them both bars each.

"Domo!" they said. 

.....

The 3 were schlepping huge bags of treats: candy apples, caramel apples, chocolate, sour candies, even Mexican candies from Mr. Gabacho! "Luckily, these bags are durable," Shikhiro said as they went inside a fried food shop. "I'll take some fried chicken strips, some pakora, some chips with gravy, and a Coca-Cola." He turned to the other 2. "What do you two want?"

Kwesi said, "I'll take the chicken strips and fries."

"I'll have the fish and chips with mayo," Aokiya requested "and a Coca-Cola."

The chef, an Indian-British man, made the food as the three Pokémon'd up guys sat down. Kwesi unwrapped a Hershey's black-sesame kiss and ate it. He was done with the food. "Call me Andreas by the way. I'm Andreas Singh."

"Excuse me, sir. Who's Indian on your side of the family?" Kwesi asked. 

"My father's Indian; my mother's white. Common ground: they're both Christians and they live here. My father used to be a Muslim, but he was turned off by the violence and whatnot, which made him convert. Plus, he owns this restaurant; I just work here because I don't wanna go to college." Andreas set their food in front of them. "Enjor your f- Ah, shit. Pliny's here!"

"Who's Pliny?" Kwesi turned to Shikhiro.

"This flat-butted, no-breast, white girl who likes to flirt with random men." 

"She tried to flirt with me once," Andreas told Shikhiro. "I have a woman!"

"If she tries something with my man again, I'm gonna slide her. Again." Aokiya dipped one of her fries in the egg sauce. 

Pliny saw the bags. She took Shikhiro's caramel apple with nuts and bit into it, triggering an allergic reaction, and thus, hives started appearing around her bod. 

Aokiya was gonna punch pancake-ass for stealing her man's caramel apple, but since she saw the bully-ever girl itching from her peanut allergy, she started laughing. "Need help, flat-ass?"

Pliny got up and left the restaurant, still scratching herself from the peanut allergy. Shikhiro said, "I thought she'd never leave! She does anything for a man to put his ding-ding inside her. She's going about it the wrong way though, let's be real."

Andreas agreed, "You ain't wrong. Even if I wasn't dating, I wouldn't go with her; she would have to quit being anorexic, but some men might be into flat bitches."

"What's a bitch?" Kwesi asked.

"I'll tell you when you're older." Shikhiro turned to the mulatto man. "You mind frying this Snickers?" 

Kwesi gave Andreas a handful of Oreos from his bag. "Fry these as well please?"

Aokiya gave the half-Indian an AlmondJoy for frying.

"I gotcha," Andreas said. "Sorry for having a potty-mouth in front of your brother; I'm just used to cursing. I get it from my mother." He battered and fried said treat.

Shikhiro put his head down. "Too bad I won't be able to enjoy my caramel apple; that was my only one! On the bright side, I've got to see Pliny's allergy get the best of her." He lifted his face up to Aokiya and changed his voice to that of a stereotypical news anchor. "What compelled her to eat a caramel-peanut apple despite of a peanut allergy? Tune in at 10 pm to find out!"

The other 3 in the building started laughing at the impression. Kwesi started rolling on the floor as it made him laugh very hysterically! Shikhiro got him off the floor. 

"You should be a news anchor," Kwes suggested. 

"My heart belongs to MMA and the gym I clean up. I don't wanna be a news anchor. Thanks and all, but still. What do you wanna do when you grow up, K-bomb?"

"I wanna be an MMA fighter," Kwesi replied. 

"Sadly, Mom won't let you do children's mixed martial arts; she wouldn't let me join either. But ever since I became 18, which was last month, she left me alone about it." Shikhiro got up and threw their trash away after the 3 ate their fried treats. 

"That's good she's taking you off the reins a bit when it comes to MMA," Andreas responded. "I'm tuning into your fight in November; cannot wait! Too bad it won't be a grudge match though; I don't see Lukas Saraðor in a confrontation with anybody! He doesn't do too much beefing. He's like the Stephen Thompson of Rizin."

"I know. Anyways, I see you're about to close, so we're just gonna hit the road. Later, Andreas." The 3 left into the night.