Disclaimer: I do not own The Nightmare Before Christmas or Lock, Shock, and Barrel. Tim Burton is the sole owner of all of those things.
Warning!: This is a Slash or Yaoi story, meaning that two men will be paired in this fan-fiction. If you don't like that kind of thing, then don't read this.
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It was wasn't a choice. It wasn't some idle desire. It was something essential to living, a raw, overpowering need.
Barrel moaned softly, as he writhed and squirmed under his covers.
Ugh, he was having that dream again. The one about a certain Pumpkin-King and his rakish hands moving all over Barrel's heat filled teenage body.
And it was coming to his favorite part. This was the part where he forced Jack to his knees and...
Barrel screeched, jumping from bed, drenched in freezing cold lake water. " Wh-What the heck? "
Lock and Shock were on the floor, rolling with laughter.
Barrel's eyes narrowed evilly at his friends. " Why you, I ought ta-! "
" You ought ta what? " Shock gasped out between fits of giggles. " Get your 'boyfriend' Jack to beat us up? "
Lock opted for a high-pitch feminine voice, as he joined in on the teasing. " Oh Jack, don't stop you manly-man you! "
Fresh peals of cackling filled the room as Barrel stomped off to find another set of pajamas, his face beet-red.