Spooky spent the final days before Halloween working hard on his project. He cut the material into small squares and then draped it over the top of the pop so the stick wouldn't show. Spooky tied a piece of colorful ribbon around the material at the base of the pop and then carefully drew a ghostly face on each. As soon as he finished, he placed the Spooky treat in a sack. Soon he was ready to join the townfolks in their Halloween celebration.
When the big day arrived, the weather was blustery and wet. All day the winds howled and slammed the shutters and whistled through the cracks. The leaves blew past the window where Spooky stood watching and the rain spattered against the panes. Spooky didn't mind; he waited patiently. He knew that the night would become chilly and clear and would be a perfect eve for a Halloween haunt.
The sky darkened and when the moon rose high, Spooky took his bag of treats and floated to town. Hiding in the darkness, he watched the parents and children go up and down the driveways, ringing doorbells, laughing and having fun.
When Spooky decided it was time to give out his treats, he stood in the yard of a dark house. After much consideration, he decided the best way to give away his treats was to follow everybody up and down the street and slide a pop into their bags undetected, without frightening a single soul.
As the dogs howled in yards and the bats flew through the woods, Spooky slipped behind one unsuspecting trick or treater after another and slid a treat into a bag or a pocket. Over and over, back and forth, he went until he had but one treat left and no one to give it to. Spooky looked up and down the streets once more to assure himself that indeed, he had not missed a single soul. And with his one remaining treat he returned home for the night.