The Two Flames
I don't own anything but my OC's.
Summary: One morning, Maverick decides he should be a 'proper Skellington'.
Rated: K
Genre: Humour.
Spoilers for: Cobwebs Tend to Make Friends on Halloween and Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween.
Takes place: Just before Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween.
A Proper Skellington
Maverick stood in front of Jack's bathroom mirror, staring at his reflection. His new body's reflection. But it didn't look Skellington-ish. It looked human-ish.
He frowned, something he had recently learned how to do. He reached out for the small sponge and carefully lifted it to his cheek…
…
Jack Skellington sat at the kitchen table, newspaper in one hand. He used the other hand to sip at his coffee. As he started reading an article about how a werewolf had frightened a human so much that they fainted, he heard the stairs creak. Then he heard footsteps heading toward him.
"Morning, Jack."
Jack smiled widely after hearing that voice and lowered the newspaper, his eyes closed. "Morning, Ma- Ah!" He opened his eyes and they widened.
"What?" Maverick asked in confusion.
"Wha-What's that?" Jack questioned, pointing at Maverick's face.
"What? This? It's called my face."
"What's that stuff on it?"
"Oh, this."
Maverick's face was covered in white face paint. Large, black circles were painted around his eyes and his lips were painted black, little lines painted across them; making it look like his lips were stitched together. Black ovals were painted on his nose.
"You've painted your face!" Jack cried, slamming his newspaper onto the table. "Why?"
"I didn't look like a Skellington! I looked too human to be a Skellington! So, I painted my face to make it look like yours and Cobweb's."
Jack stared at him before sighing, a sigh he usually used when Cobweb was in trouble. "Maverick, you can't just paint your face."
"Why not? It's my face."
"I know but…You're a unique Skellington. You don't look like the previous Skellingtons. That's what makes you Maverick Skellington." Jack explained.
"I guess…But I worked hard on this!" He pointed at his face.
"Well, you can work hard on washing it off." Jack shrugged.
"But…Why can't I keep it?"
"Just wash it off."
"Fine. Only when you wash yours off."
"…This is my actual face…"
"Exactly."
Jack frowned.
…
Cobweb entered the house.
Suddenly, he heard cries of: "Stop it, Jack!" and "Get your head in the sink!"
He ran upstairs and into the bathroom, only to see Jack, his arm around Maverick's neck. He was pushing his head into the sink, a sponge in his other hand; scrubbing at Maverick's face.
"Let me go!" Maverick cried.
"No! I am washing this off before Cobweb- Oh, hello, son." Jack greeted his son calmly.
"I'm afraid to ask, what're you doing?" Cobweb asked.
"Washing off your teacher's face paint." Jack replied, grabbing Maverick by the hair and lifting his head up so that Cobweb could see his face.
Black water was dripping down Maverick's cheeks, faded white paint spread across his face.
"Hi, Cobweb." Maverick mumbled.
Cobweb blinked. "Sometimes, I'm sure I'm the only mature one in this house…"
"That's nice, son. Now, go and play a game or something." Jack said, pushing Maverick's face back into the running water in the sink, scrubbing at his cheek.
"Lemme go!"
"No!"
Cobweb sighed and walked out.
…
Author's note:
The first one-shot of many. This series will be all about Jack and Maverick. If you're wondering why it's called The Two Flames, it's because Jack has his Pumpkin King fire and Maverick has his fire magic. Clever, no?
If you have a request for a one-shot, message me or put it in a review. It can be any genre, any pairing and any rating. So long as it's not M rated. I don't write that stuff.
See you next time!
