Remembering that wretched event from last year, Cyborg, Starfire, Robin, and Beast Boy all felt a little ill again.

“That’s what happens when you eat the candy with the wrappers still on,” scolded Raven.

Starfire shook her head. “We are sorry, Raven, but there will be no hallowing this ween.”

“Why do you care so much anyway?” asked Robin.

Raven rose up from the floor, surrounded by a furious dark glow. “Because I’m half demon,” she thundered. “That’s like being a Pilgrim on Thanksgiving!” She let her powers subside. “You know, I like doing scary stuff with you guys.”

“We did, too,” explained Cyborg. “The best part of Halloween is being scared. It just doesn’t scare us anymore.”

“Yeah, I’m a grown man now, doing grown-man business,” agreed Beast Boy. “I don’t have time to be scared.”

Raven couldn’t believe her teammates were done with Halloween’s thrills and chills. She held a flashlight under her face to make herself look creepy. “Wooo…” she moaned ghoulishly. “Woooooo…”

Beast Boy, Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg stared at her. They blinked in unison.

“Woooo…” Raven tried again.

“Are you done?” asked Robin.

“Woo,” said Raven.

Her teammates focused back on the TV.

Raven sighed in frustration and headed to her room.

When she was alone in her private sanctum, Raven floated among her belongings, feeling cranky. “Don’t have time to get scared,” she groused. “What kind of people are they?”

Raven glowered at her spell table, staring at her laboratory and casting equipment. Then she smiled, struck with an idea.

With a flick of her hand, Raven conjured up a creepy, ancient book. It groaned as she cracked it open, and ghostly howls echoed within her room as she flipped through its dusty pages.

“Maybe to get them into the Halloween spirit,” Raven said, “I need a little help from the Halloween Spirit.”