A/N: Pulled from a rejected story. I just couldn't let this part go...so it's now a drabble.

Happy Halloween

“I think I’ll be an incubus.”

Light looked over and took in the pallor, the hunched shoulders, and the forever-somber expression. “Don’t you think that’s a bit too much of a stretch for you?”

Surprised, L looked over. “I’ve never haunted your dreams before?”

Light decided it best to not even dignify that question with a response.