Tag story! Finally!

For the lowdown, rules, and first installment go HERE
For the second Installment go HERE
For the third Installment go HERE
For the fourth Installment go HERE

And here, at last, is the fifth installment. It's not very good. But...it's done, finally!

"Look, Gretel! Up ahead there's trees with candy on them! It's not very far."

Gretel looked ahead to where here brother was pointing fervently and squinted to see through the trees. "Hansel..." she said, "that's in somebody's lawn. The forest ends up there. Those trees are across the street."

Hansel looked ahead and, after a moment, nodded. "Well...that's okay. I'm sure if we just explain what's going on, they won't mind."

"No, I'm sure it won't seem weird at all that a couple of teenagers are munching on their decorations on the claim that their father abandoned them in the forest to die."

Hansel looked at his sister and shrugged, tromping past her. "Look, let's just keep going, okay? I don't want you fainting out here."

Gretel sighed. "Fine."

They kept walking, until they finally reached the edge of the forest. They walked across the paved road and into the lawn on the other side. There were several large pine trees surrounding an old white house. Gretel looked at the candy on the tree--strung jawbreakers and wrapped candy canes--and hesitantly pulled off a jawbreaker. "This is weird," she said, popping the candy in her mouth. "How long do you think this candy's been out here?"

Hansel shrugged. "I don't know. It looks like Christmas stuff, but it's August." He looked at the white house down the driveway. "Maybe no one actually lives here anymore. It doesn't look very inhabited."

Gretel looked at the house as well, then back at the candy on the tree. "Well, if Dad does want us dead, and all this candy is just sitting here, we might as well take some. You know, to help us survive if we have to live in the streets or something."

"Weren't you just commenting on how old it was?" Hansel asked, raising an eyebrow at his sister.

"Well--" Gretel began, but stopped as a large black dog came running at them from behind the white house, barking and bearing its teeth as it ran straight for them.

I tag...Billi!