Hi to everyone here. This is an interesting crossover story which me and some friends have been writing... there's not title as of yet. Perhaps you could suggest me one.
Since the revolutionary yet disastrous idea of halloweenize the Christmas as Jack thought, too few had thought of being as scared as the people they had brought down even to death, and all that thanks to the zealousness of Jack Skellington, King of the Pumpkin Patch and of Halloween Town. Of course, Jack himself could not do that alone, there was also Oogie Boogie.
Life was no good without a good scare, they used to say, because they were not mean really, it was simply their job. But during that Christmas, some started to think that it would be better if many thought of another manner to make a fairly decent living, and never to be let loose again in the zest of a most amusing and innovative idea.
However, what happened once in a night before Halloween’s eve, it could be said with no exaggeration, as the most intriguing, ominous and creepy situation ever in Halloween Town. It was something that threatened all the folk, indeed.
In the house of the Zombie family, sudden piercing cries tore apart the dead of night, and of course, it woke up in the most unpleasant manner the corpses of the night, the parents of the frightened Zombie kid.
‘‘Mama! Papa! I’m going to die for the second time and I don’t wanna!’’ shouted horrified the Zombie kid, tears flowing from his horrid sewn eyes.
‘‘There, there my poor deceased boy’’ Zombie Father broke in through the room of his son, startled. His pace was clumsier than ever before. ‘‘What just happened here?’’
‘‘WAHH!’’ yelled Zombie Mother, falling to the ground as she wavered. ‘‘My boy, my boy! You’re dead and you’ll be so forever, you can’t die anymore! What could have possible crept you out!’’
But the little corpse boy was so scared that it could not stop crying. More and more tears flowed from his sewn eyes. To a living it would be a rather gruesome sight, but for the Zombie parents, it was most creepy; they did not want to see his son whimpering like that.
After some minutes of a tender embrace, the little Zombie kid was soothed by her mother ‘‘Mama, it’s nothing of our people, not of our town! It’s not Oogie Boogie!’’ Zombie Mother eyed his husband with a worried expression.
Zombie Mother patted the bald head of his son. ‘‘What? My little dead, Oogie Boogie is no more in Halloween Town! All of him was squashed… or devoured.’’
‘‘Son, tell us what happened exactly’’ snapped Zombie Father.
‘‘I was just having joyful sleep, the dream of the dead and…’’ The boy wavered a little, lips shaking like a fish out of water, ‘‘And then…I woke up because something shook hard my bed. I got down and crept below my bed, searching for anything. There was nothing.’’
While Zombie kid was speaking to her mother, Zombie Father lit some candles and his oil lamp, then looked around for any hint of an intruder in the room. ‘‘Nothing suspicious, just the usual mess of this room.’’
‘‘I was going to lean on my bed after searching, when something shook my bed again. I tried to ignore it.’’
‘‘Those damned kids of Oogie Boogie, I’m sure they are behind this!’’ shouted angered Zombie Father. ‘‘Since Oogie Boogie has gone, they have done nothing but cause troubles again… Jack is ought to teach them a lesson again.’’
‘‘They need more than that, dear’’ said Zombie Mother.
Suddenly, something was heard behind a door in the room. It was not the entrance door to the room, nor did it come from the windows, nor the trapdoor next to the bed. No, it came from the closet. Shortly had Zombie Father and Zombie Mother approached, a loud hissing noise was heard and the door trembled again, quite violently. Then, nothing else was heard.
All the Zombie family was scared, and they dared not to approach at the door. Father and Mother left the room of his son and went to theirs. As they exited, they never noticed a faint gleam that crept out from below the door. First it appeared there, later it shone as if it became a frame for the entire door, and the light shone brighter. A few seconds later, it rapidly waned and nothing but darkness reigned the room.
The next morning, almost all the folk of Halloween Town were in the Major’s Hall, speaking about the strange things that had occurred the last nights. There were three important issues on their discussions: What happened in the closet rooms at night? Why Oogie Boogie’s kids had been so scared to come out at sunlight, and even at nightfall? (and this made many to think they had lost their touch) And lastly, where was Jack?
Zombie kid was talking to Mummy boy and the Green Bat, they too had been scared. It relieved them somehow the adults cared for their safety, but they had never been scared by whatever sprang out from the closet doors or trapdoors in the night. Only the children were the victims.
‘‘Too bad that you couldn’t see what scared you’’ commented Mummy Boy.
‘‘I couldn’t see it, too’’ said the Green Bat.
‘‘Trembling beds, strange noises… perhaps weirder than ours, and the menace comes from trapdoors and wardrobe doors.’’ said Mummy boy, pensive ‘‘But, you know what? I saw last night a light behind the door in my room’’
‘‘What door?’’ asked Zombie kid.
‘‘There is neither trapdoor nor wardrobe in my room…it was from the door of my room, the entrance to my room!’’ replied Mummy boy.
‘‘What!? I guess you were pretty much scared! But what happened then?’’ voiced alarmed Green Bat.
Meanwhile, the Major was being overwhelmed with many questions, and the folk of Halloween town came to him as flies and ravens to corpses. He could not stand for long like that.
‘‘Where is Jack?’’ asked nervously the Mayor over and over ‘‘Where is Jack? I can’t handle all this alone… and what’ll be his reaction when he knows about Oogie Boogie’s kids?’’
‘‘Where is Jack?’’ asked at unison the three vampires.
‘‘What’s happening? Oogie Boogie’s kids are cowards now!’’ shouted the Werewolf.
‘‘If Oogie Boogie is no more, then, who’s this monster who fancies to be better than us!’’ yelled the Demonic Harlequin.
‘‘Whoever or whatever it is, let’s going to tear away his face… in the way I do, HA!!’’ said the Ravenous Clown, tearing apart his face abruptly and bursting out in a maniacal laughter ‘‘But he’ll suffer way too much, HAHA!!’’
With each question, the Major’s faces turned over and over: first the happy face, then the scary one. As more questions pounded his ears, and claws, fins, hands and tentacles came to him, both faces were not unhappy but rather scared. He even could not get anger. A few seconds later, the Major burst out with a loud yell and his head started to swirl with so much speed that it seemed it would detach and fly away from the neck.
From the entrance of the Major’s Hall appeared a white gleam, and it shown a little red spot.
‘‘Zero!’’ cried many people as they spotted the ghost dog. But the faces became happier as the tall, slender body of Jack Skellington loomed behind the stairway. Luckily, the head of the Mayor stopped spinning.
‘‘Hey, scary folk!’’ he greeted, though his face was unsettled ‘‘You ought to know how hard has this day been for me. I’ve brought company so not only me, but all of you can atone better.’’
‘‘What did you say, Jack?’’ questioned the Mayor, worried. His head whirled a little when Jack said that.
‘‘You don’t need to tell me’’ replied Jack ‘’I’ve seen Oogie Boogie’s kids trying to lock all windows and doors of their hideout. In fact, I helped them… and know that they won’t come out in a long time. Hehehe!’’ he finished with a joyful smirk.
‘‘I hope they never come out.’’ said the Mayor showing his happy face.
‘‘Who’s the one coming with you?’’ asked the Werewolf.
Everybody around Jack and the Mayor was going to ask the same when they spotted a small, red hat with a puffy ball on its end. Then, they watched a chubby body clad in red and white. A snowy but untidy beard in the man’s face made everyone to recognize him.
‘‘I had no better choice but to bring him here, so we can atone better and talk to him.’’ said Jack ‘‘It’s been hard to convince Sandy Claws… erh, I mean, Santa Claus that we have nothing to do with this outbreak of terror.’’
‘‘Outbreak!?’’ was the word many uttered.
‘‘Yes, and one reason that proved our innocence to him was that our living is to scare people, yes, but we only do it once… in Halloween… One night, but we do it as if it was the last one, the very downfall of mirth, joy and light.’’ Jack burst out in a cackle.
The other monsters cheered him. Some roared, shouted, wailed or did anything when they frightened people in Halloween.
‘‘Alright, calm down people. As I said, since we only go to Earth, the human world, in Halloween, that proves our innocence. The problem we have here is not only in Halloween, but all days, all the year.’’
‘‘And it is in all the worlds, I’m afraid’’ snapped Santa Claus, worried. ‘‘Make way and stop messing up with my beard!’’ he ordered as he went through the crowd.
‘‘You see, Santa Claus told me that his helpers, gnomes, who look like children, have been scared… in ways far more terrible than ours in Halloween…’’
‘‘He can’t be saying the truth!’’ said the Werewolf.
--Hey, mods, I posted this in the wrong section, move it please to the writing sub-forum.--
Prologue: Perilous Discovery
Since the revolutionary yet disastrous idea of halloweenize the Christmas as Jack thought, too few had thought of being as scared as the people they had brought down even to death, and all that thanks to the zealousness of Jack Skellington, King of the Pumpkin Patch and of Halloween Town. Of course, Jack himself could not do that alone, there was also Oogie Boogie.
Life was no good without a good scare, they used to say, because they were not mean really, it was simply their job. But during that Christmas, some started to think that it would be better if many thought of another manner to make a fairly decent living, and never to be let loose again in the zest of a most amusing and innovative idea.
However, what happened once in a night before Halloween’s eve, it could be said with no exaggeration, as the most intriguing, ominous and creepy situation ever in Halloween Town. It was something that threatened all the folk, indeed.
In the house of the Zombie family, sudden piercing cries tore apart the dead of night, and of course, it woke up in the most unpleasant manner the corpses of the night, the parents of the frightened Zombie kid.
‘‘Mama! Papa! I’m going to die for the second time and I don’t wanna!’’ shouted horrified the Zombie kid, tears flowing from his horrid sewn eyes.
‘‘There, there my poor deceased boy’’ Zombie Father broke in through the room of his son, startled. His pace was clumsier than ever before. ‘‘What just happened here?’’
‘‘WAHH!’’ yelled Zombie Mother, falling to the ground as she wavered. ‘‘My boy, my boy! You’re dead and you’ll be so forever, you can’t die anymore! What could have possible crept you out!’’
But the little corpse boy was so scared that it could not stop crying. More and more tears flowed from his sewn eyes. To a living it would be a rather gruesome sight, but for the Zombie parents, it was most creepy; they did not want to see his son whimpering like that.
After some minutes of a tender embrace, the little Zombie kid was soothed by her mother ‘‘Mama, it’s nothing of our people, not of our town! It’s not Oogie Boogie!’’ Zombie Mother eyed his husband with a worried expression.
Zombie Mother patted the bald head of his son. ‘‘What? My little dead, Oogie Boogie is no more in Halloween Town! All of him was squashed… or devoured.’’
‘‘Son, tell us what happened exactly’’ snapped Zombie Father.
‘‘I was just having joyful sleep, the dream of the dead and…’’ The boy wavered a little, lips shaking like a fish out of water, ‘‘And then…I woke up because something shook hard my bed. I got down and crept below my bed, searching for anything. There was nothing.’’
While Zombie kid was speaking to her mother, Zombie Father lit some candles and his oil lamp, then looked around for any hint of an intruder in the room. ‘‘Nothing suspicious, just the usual mess of this room.’’
‘‘I was going to lean on my bed after searching, when something shook my bed again. I tried to ignore it.’’
‘‘Those damned kids of Oogie Boogie, I’m sure they are behind this!’’ shouted angered Zombie Father. ‘‘Since Oogie Boogie has gone, they have done nothing but cause troubles again… Jack is ought to teach them a lesson again.’’
‘‘They need more than that, dear’’ said Zombie Mother.
Suddenly, something was heard behind a door in the room. It was not the entrance door to the room, nor did it come from the windows, nor the trapdoor next to the bed. No, it came from the closet. Shortly had Zombie Father and Zombie Mother approached, a loud hissing noise was heard and the door trembled again, quite violently. Then, nothing else was heard.
All the Zombie family was scared, and they dared not to approach at the door. Father and Mother left the room of his son and went to theirs. As they exited, they never noticed a faint gleam that crept out from below the door. First it appeared there, later it shone as if it became a frame for the entire door, and the light shone brighter. A few seconds later, it rapidly waned and nothing but darkness reigned the room.
The next morning, almost all the folk of Halloween Town were in the Major’s Hall, speaking about the strange things that had occurred the last nights. There were three important issues on their discussions: What happened in the closet rooms at night? Why Oogie Boogie’s kids had been so scared to come out at sunlight, and even at nightfall? (and this made many to think they had lost their touch) And lastly, where was Jack?
Zombie kid was talking to Mummy boy and the Green Bat, they too had been scared. It relieved them somehow the adults cared for their safety, but they had never been scared by whatever sprang out from the closet doors or trapdoors in the night. Only the children were the victims.
‘‘Too bad that you couldn’t see what scared you’’ commented Mummy Boy.
‘‘I couldn’t see it, too’’ said the Green Bat.
‘‘Trembling beds, strange noises… perhaps weirder than ours, and the menace comes from trapdoors and wardrobe doors.’’ said Mummy boy, pensive ‘‘But, you know what? I saw last night a light behind the door in my room’’
‘‘What door?’’ asked Zombie kid.
‘‘There is neither trapdoor nor wardrobe in my room…it was from the door of my room, the entrance to my room!’’ replied Mummy boy.
‘‘What!? I guess you were pretty much scared! But what happened then?’’ voiced alarmed Green Bat.
Meanwhile, the Major was being overwhelmed with many questions, and the folk of Halloween town came to him as flies and ravens to corpses. He could not stand for long like that.
‘‘Where is Jack?’’ asked nervously the Mayor over and over ‘‘Where is Jack? I can’t handle all this alone… and what’ll be his reaction when he knows about Oogie Boogie’s kids?’’
‘‘Where is Jack?’’ asked at unison the three vampires.
‘‘What’s happening? Oogie Boogie’s kids are cowards now!’’ shouted the Werewolf.
‘‘If Oogie Boogie is no more, then, who’s this monster who fancies to be better than us!’’ yelled the Demonic Harlequin.
‘‘Whoever or whatever it is, let’s going to tear away his face… in the way I do, HA!!’’ said the Ravenous Clown, tearing apart his face abruptly and bursting out in a maniacal laughter ‘‘But he’ll suffer way too much, HAHA!!’’
With each question, the Major’s faces turned over and over: first the happy face, then the scary one. As more questions pounded his ears, and claws, fins, hands and tentacles came to him, both faces were not unhappy but rather scared. He even could not get anger. A few seconds later, the Major burst out with a loud yell and his head started to swirl with so much speed that it seemed it would detach and fly away from the neck.
From the entrance of the Major’s Hall appeared a white gleam, and it shown a little red spot.
‘‘Zero!’’ cried many people as they spotted the ghost dog. But the faces became happier as the tall, slender body of Jack Skellington loomed behind the stairway. Luckily, the head of the Mayor stopped spinning.
‘‘Hey, scary folk!’’ he greeted, though his face was unsettled ‘‘You ought to know how hard has this day been for me. I’ve brought company so not only me, but all of you can atone better.’’
‘‘What did you say, Jack?’’ questioned the Mayor, worried. His head whirled a little when Jack said that.
‘‘You don’t need to tell me’’ replied Jack ‘’I’ve seen Oogie Boogie’s kids trying to lock all windows and doors of their hideout. In fact, I helped them… and know that they won’t come out in a long time. Hehehe!’’ he finished with a joyful smirk.
‘‘I hope they never come out.’’ said the Mayor showing his happy face.
‘‘Who’s the one coming with you?’’ asked the Werewolf.
Everybody around Jack and the Mayor was going to ask the same when they spotted a small, red hat with a puffy ball on its end. Then, they watched a chubby body clad in red and white. A snowy but untidy beard in the man’s face made everyone to recognize him.
‘‘I had no better choice but to bring him here, so we can atone better and talk to him.’’ said Jack ‘‘It’s been hard to convince Sandy Claws… erh, I mean, Santa Claus that we have nothing to do with this outbreak of terror.’’
‘‘Outbreak!?’’ was the word many uttered.
‘‘Yes, and one reason that proved our innocence to him was that our living is to scare people, yes, but we only do it once… in Halloween… One night, but we do it as if it was the last one, the very downfall of mirth, joy and light.’’ Jack burst out in a cackle.
The other monsters cheered him. Some roared, shouted, wailed or did anything when they frightened people in Halloween.
‘‘Alright, calm down people. As I said, since we only go to Earth, the human world, in Halloween, that proves our innocence. The problem we have here is not only in Halloween, but all days, all the year.’’
‘‘And it is in all the worlds, I’m afraid’’ snapped Santa Claus, worried. ‘‘Make way and stop messing up with my beard!’’ he ordered as he went through the crowd.
‘‘You see, Santa Claus told me that his helpers, gnomes, who look like children, have been scared… in ways far more terrible than ours in Halloween…’’
‘‘He can’t be saying the truth!’’ said the Werewolf.
--Hey, mods, I posted this in the wrong section, move it please to the writing sub-forum.--
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