Petey Week #4
I love you, Petey!
Ooh! We get to see the box! Little Girl's stockings bother me somewhat. Perhaps it's because she has no feet.
Those aren't goblins, Petey. Those are ghosts. Actually, that might not be Petey. His eyes are all wrong and he has way more hair than usual.
Check out his bag. Someone's giving out frozen rabbit meat for Halloween. Assuming it's not his folks (nobody trick-or-treats at their own house), that means there's someone else in the neighborhood who's dangerously insane for rabbit meat. Or, and this is more likely, they saw Petey coming.
"Oh, there's that Peterson kid. Shame, really. Gladys, don't we have some rabbit meat in the deep freeze for just this kind of situation?"
There's going to be gelatinous, half-frozen rabbit blood on all of Petey's candy.
Look at that lascivious expression! Even the girl looks scared, and she's used to Petey's rabbit fetish.
I don't think there's a real answer to that crossword clue, so Petey's suggestion may be right. It's a lucky thing that she's doing the crossword next to an Oracle of Rabbit Enjoyment.