Then Handy got an evil idea, a truly insidiously malicious thought that, now that it was in his mind, refused to leave. You know, he was trying to hide his presence from the Equestrians and for good reason too. But it was Halloween after all, a day of trickery, deceit, and scares, and he did owe those kids back from getting their filthy fucking hooves all over his boxes. He eyed the pumpkin patch once more as he saw the two kids heft a rather large pumpkin over the stone wall, then looked about the various tools of the shed he was staying in, and a plan slowly formed in his mind. He had around three days to fuck around. that should be plenty of time to prepare. He just needed to wait until nightfall to find the house they were talking about. Neighson house. It was stupid, very very stupid, but he had just spent two weeks in a hell forest and was relegated to a shed for a few days and had to travel in a coffin. He needed something to relieve the stress. And besides, a little filly really did want to see what was inside the gypsy box.