Hello all you out there! This is my first fanfiction. and wouldv'e tied along with my other one if I had finished it. This is a little bit of a cross over but it's mainly NBC so that's where it is. Oh yes it startes kind of in the middle of the whole story so it will be explained as it goes. Well..enjoy
It was early afternoon in Halloween town and mostly everybody was up and about, except the Vampires of course, and since it was the day after Halloween most of the citizens were congratulating each other on another great year. But one individual, who was actually NOT an official citizen of Halloween town, was running through the streets. She ran so fast she had to hold her forest green witch hat to her head. She was being followed by a tall, lanky looking man. "Sam! Sam! What the crap, SLOW DOWN!" She screeched to a halt and looked behind her. "Whaaat?" she whined. The man caught up to her. "Where do you think you're going? You know you have to tell Jack you're in town before you can GO anywhere." Sam groaned. "But JOHNNY, that's why I brought you! So you can tell Jack we're here and I could go strait to the tree house!" Johnny looked down at her and rolled his eyes. "You can wait FIVE minutes to see those three. You were with them almost all last night anyway." "I know, but they left early so they could go trick or treating here instead of the real world and I promised I would come see them today. Will you PLEASE just tell Jack? PLEEEEEAASSSE?" She took off her hat, made her eyes big, and pulled a "puss and boots" hoping she would make Johnny reconsider. She was successful. "Oh…Alright. But JUST this once!" "YAY!" After giving the tall man a quick hug, for a long one would have made the ex-homicidal uncomfortable, she was off in a flash.
It wasn't a long way to Lock, Shock, and Barrel's tree house, and Sam had been running so fast she got there in no time. When she got there she pulled on the chain cage, like she always did to get the three's attention. …No answer. She pulled on it again, and rattled it a bit. Still nothing. She became agitated realizing she would have to climb. By the time she got to the top she was more out of breath than when she had stopped running. She looked in the door ready to playfully scold the trio for not letting her up, but she stopped when she figured out WHY they didn't. Shock and Lock were rolling around on the floor pulling each others hair and Barrel was pulling on Lock's tail, making him jump on the youngest of the siblings starting to punch him. Barrel fought back, but not well, so his older sister started strangling Lock, beginning the whole process all over again. Sam got annoyed by this quickly and pulled Lock and Shock away from the scrap, leaving Barrel to scurry under a nearby couch. "Sam! Let me go!" Lock protested "I need to finish beating up the baby!" Shock glared over at him. "You're so STUPID!" She didn't give a reason WHY lock was stupid but here face showed she meant it. "GUYS GUYS! And girl. WHY are you three fighting AGAIN?" She was referring to and argument over some candy during trick or treating last night. "Shock said she was better than me! And Barrel is being a stupid suck up!" Sam dropped the devil boy in a chair and did the same with his witch sister. "What do you mean being a suck up? Was he talking nice about someone?" "YEAH!" Lock said spitting in her face "HANNAH! AND Jack!" Shock crossed her arm in a surly manner. "Well DUH! Hannah likes him! And he doesn't want Jack to be mad at him for last night, stoopid!" Sam Looked over at Shock. "Last night? ... What did you three do?"
Barrel came out from his hiding place. "We toilet papered Jack's house… I mean, it was fun while we were doing it but Jack and Sally got all mad and started yelling at us-" "SO? You didn't have to get all weepy and apologetic! We don't say WERE SORRY!" Barrel crouched back down under the furniture when Lock said this. It was easy to see that he was the youngest; shock would've just socked Lock. Which she almost did anyway. Sam sighed. All the time, if these three weren't scheming something they were beating each other up. She took a quick glance at the damage. Shock: A scratch on her face and her sleeve was torn. "Not to bad." Lock: Assorted bruises and scratches, also a torn outfit. "A bit worse." Barrel: A bloody nose and some bruises on his face and hands. Not to mention he was now sniveling in a fetal position on the floor. ".Not good." "Alright you three are you done now? I thought you may like to know, I brought you guys something."
To be continued…