Despite Deeta's thoughts on the matter, Peter would graciously admit, and probably had on multiple occasions, that he had dreams of the girl, none of them entirely clean. Tonight, however, was not one of those dreams. Or today, rather. He was, instead, dreaming of candy corn, being sick, and the fact that he'd gone trick or treating with some of the kids and rather enjoyed himself. He'd gone out, of course, as a giant Panda. Because Pandas were cool.
He often said it was a sexy Panda, but that was apparently up for debate, and claiming that in front of a bunch of children had apparently been a bad idea. Now, though, he was dreaming of candy and sickness from candy when, suddenly, he was soaked with the splattering warmth of a water balloon.
Jumping up from his sleep-like state, he blinked a couple of times, "God, no! Not again! I do NOT like golden sho--" Then he realized he was somewhere else entirely, and looked around quickly, frowning, then it registered what had been shouted towards him. The water balloon pink rubber was near him, and another blink before he was finally up and onto his feet chasing after her.
Oh, and yes, the genius was one of those that slept naked because clothes were restricting and uncomfortable, so as he chased after her, and inevitably followed her outside, it was only when the cold air hit that Peter realized his mistake. Shaking his head, he didn't let it phase him, "You're about to get destroyed by a naked man! Where are you--" The noticed the buckets, and frowned, "Oh... oh god..." And ducked quickly, hoping to dodge what he knew was coming next.