'Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems, in a place that perhaps you've seen in your dreams. For the story that you are about to be told, took place in the holiday worlds of old. Now, you've probably wondered where holidays come from. If you haven't, I'd say it's time you begun.

Boys and girls of every age

Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see

This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene

Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright

It's our town, everybody scream

In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed

Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs

Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don't we love it now?

Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can

Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll

Scream! This is Halloween

Red 'n' black, slimy green

Aren't you scared?

Well, that's just fine

Say it once, say it twice

Take the chance and roll the dice

Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everybody scream

In our town of Halloween

I am the clown with the tear-away face

Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"

I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night

Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere

Life's no fun without a good scare

That's our job, but we're not mean

In our town of Halloween

In this town

Don't we love it now?

Everyone's waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Kurt might catch you in the back

And scream like a banshee

Make you jump out of your skin

This is Halloween, everybody scream

Won't ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man Jack is king of the pumpkin patch

Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween

In this town we call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween

Kurt smiled and was happy to see all his subjects so happy.

"It's over!" exclaimed Finn as he ran over to puck.

"We did it!" The two chest bumped.

"Wasn't it terrifying" Ask Sam to Tina and Mike.

"What a night!" The pair replied.

Will, who was the mayor, calmed the crowd. "Great Halloween everybody."

Kurt faked a smile for the crowed "I believe it was our most horrible yet! Thank you everyone."

"No, thanks to you, Kurt Without your brilliant leadership –"

Kurt really did not want to listen to these people anymore.

"Not at all Mayor."

Mercedes came up to the king smiling "You're such a scream, Kurt."

Rachel and Brittany pushed there way up to him.

"You're a witches fondest dream Kurt."

Brittany pushed forward. "You make walls fall Kurt,"

Rachel looked appalled "Walls fall? You make the every mountains crack Kurt."

Hided behind a wall observing all this excitement from his hiding place was Blaine the rag doll. Suddenly he felt someone grab his arm. He looked to see his creator Artie.

"The deadly nightshade you slipped me wore off, Blaine."

Blaine struggled in the man's grip. "Let go!"

"Your not ready for so much excitement!" Artie advised

"Yes I am!" Blaine protested.

"You're coming with me!" Artie pulled the rag doll forward.

"No I'm not!" Blaine pulled a thread and his arm came off and he ran away from the scientist.

"Come back here you foolish oaf!" Artie called. Then the arm started to hit him on the head. "Ow!"

Kurt was slowly back away towards the gate of the town citizens in town.

Quinn was the one closest to him. "Ooo Kurt, you make wounds ooze and flesh crawl."

Kurt kept baking up "Thank you, thank you, thank you, very much."

Then as a saving grace Will's voice was heard from speakers.

"Hold it! We haven't given out the prizes yet! Our first award goes to the vampires for most blood drained in a single evening."

Kurt watched the crowed as they went over to gather around the stage.

"A frightening and honorable mention goes to the fabulous Dark Lagoon leeches "

Kurt took this has his chance and headed out the gate where a band was playing.

"Nice work, Bone Daddy." Said the sax player.

"Yeah, I guess so. Just like last year and the year before that and the year before that. Kurt said in a heavy voice as he entered the graveyard. He tapped his leg and his ghost dog zero appeared happy to see him. He continued to walk as he began to sing.

There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best

For my talents are renowned far and wide

When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night

I excel without ever even trying

With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms

I have seen grown men give out a shriek

With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan

I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet year after year, it's the same routine

And I grow so weary of the sound of screams

And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King

Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones

An emptiness began to grow

There's something out there, far from my home

A longing that I've never known

I'm the master of fright, and a demon of light

And I'll scare you right out of your pants

To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky

And I'm known throughout England and France

And since I am dead, I can take off my head

To recite Shakespearean quotations

No animal nor man can scream like I can

With the fury of my recitations

But who here would ever understand

That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin

Would tire of his crown, if they only understood

He'd give it all up if he only could

Oh, there's an empty place in my bones

That calls out for something unknown

The fame and praise come year after year

Does nothing for these empty tears

Kurt left the graveyard continuing to walk into the forest.

Unknown to him a certain rag doll was sitting behind a grave watching.

"Kurt, I know how you feel."

Blaine saw some nightshade next to the grave and he knew he would need more, so he sat there and collected more on the herb.


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