Agatha was making her way back toward the shop after running some deliveries to the [[insert appropriate grave-dwelling monsters here]] when she heard three sets of heavy footsteps and a fourth set of heavy metallic thumping footsteps approaching from behind her. She turned to look, and upon seeing Shock's obvious threatening intent walking toward her, let out a rather undignified yelp.

The youngest witch stumbled backward a few steps, trying to figure out how the trickster knew [i]she[/i] was responsible for the messed up prank the day before. Shock's siblings were close behind, as was-- Wait, Corvin? -- all with varying levels of the same rage. He and [i]Barrel[/i] were angry, too? But her boyfriend was the one who asked her to do it in the first place!

It took a few seconds for it to click that the trick-or-treaters weren't alone. Lillith and Carmilla were trailing at the back of the back -- the younger twin looking almost as enraged as the trio, and the elder looking... relaxed, but resolved. This helped quiet Agatha's fear. Carmilla in particular had enjoyed the backfire, and Lillith was known to generally try to keep the peace between the teens and the rest of Halloween Town. That she wasn't trying to stop the group made it clear that, whatever they were all so angry about, it almost certainly wasn't directed at her, and was definitely a valid complaint not to be taken lightly.

Agatha patted down her skirt to help ease the last bit of adrenaline, then slowly approached them. "Hey, guys. Umm... What's going on?"