It wasn't bad candy, either, just...you know...not good, either.

Good enough for nervous eating, anyway, as the girl on the screen was taking her sweet time looking behind her for the source of the creak.

"M'fine," Prompto said, around a mouthful of candy corn. "I just thought for sure something was--"

And then the girl turned around, and sure enough, there it was, a hard, high-pitched squeal on a violin and she turned around right into a figure that somehow managed to be darker than the scene itself (which was, again, stupid dark), except for a creepy, stretched out white slash of a grin on its face.

Prompto definitely jumped. And even let out a little "Ah!" And the candy corn in the bowl jumped with him, a little jangle of sugar, but, thankfully, they all stayed within the bowl itself. For now.

Like, and he totally saw that coming, and it still got him!