A/N: It's short, kind of. But I like it, Barrel is 14, and he's kind of emo....But here comes Kellsie, a new girl. She might be emo too. But she's unknowingly pulling him out of this little rut he's been in for a few years. The other characters will appear later. And in this, Halloween town is bigger than what you saw in the movie. I 3 Barrel, that's why I wrote this...he's the smexx ^.^


The lights were dim, and the music was slow. He liked it there. It was oddly serene. He was the only one there tonight. Normally; you couldn't find a place to sit. The Nightmare band was playing, just like they did every night.

Life wasn't great; he was only fourteen, so he wasn't allowed to drink alcohol. Usually he drank juice or soda, something sugary. Tonight he chose water. It had been a long time since Jack tried to conquer Christmas.

Lock and Shock were closer than ever, and he, Barrel, was tossed aside. Not here though, everyone at least acted like they liked him. Instead of beating him up and using him as a test subject, people smiled and talked to him.

Barrel looked at his mask lying on the table. Its stupid grin was mocking him. He was so transfixed on it; he didn't even notice someone walk up to him.

"May I join you?" a voice whispered from behind him. It startled him.

"Yeah sure." he nodded to the empty seat in front of him. Barrel thought she was really cute. He liked the way her brown eyes seemed to glow in the dull light.

"You're staring at me." her face was red. Barrel quickly turned away as he felt his face becoming hot.

"Yeah so? What's your point?" Barrel didn't mean to sound so rude.

"I'm sorry; I'm just going to go." She went to walk away.

"No please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so harsh." Barrel grabbed her wrist, and she winced slightly. He let go, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt this pretty new girl.

"What's your name?" she asked him, pulling her sleeves farther down. Barrel noticed how she did that every few minutes.

"Huh? Oh, I'm Barrel. What about you?" He didn't think she'd answer.

"I'm Kellsie, but most people have been calling me Kill…I'm not sure why though." she feigned a smile.

"Well Kellsie, where are you from?" Barrel asked as his trademark grin started to form… The first time in two years.

"Well, I don't really know, all I remember is this really bright light. Then I woke up a few days ago. And here I am." Kellsie smiled when she saw Barrel's face scrunch up.

"That's weird, so you don't remember anything about your past?" he asked scratching his head. Kellsie shook her head.

"Well, it's late, and I need to find a place to stay…" Kellsie's voice drifted off as she looked to the ground.

"Stay with me and my friends!" Barrel exclaimed as he stood up. Hopefully she'd say yes and he'd have someone to talk to tonight.

"I'd love to." Kellsie flashed a small smile.

Barrel held the door open for her. Barrel played with his mask as they walked toward his Tree-House. Kellsie peered out of the corner of her eye to find Barrel staring at her, again. She didn't smile often, but she could feel one trying to form.

Kellsie snatched Barrel's mask and started running. She giggled when she turned around to see him standing there, dumbfounded.

"Come on Barrel, don't you want your precious mask back?" Kellsie giggled again as she ran into the cemetery.

"Kellsie, where are you going?" Barrel chased after her, his large smile seemed to want to stay on his face. He was almost able to grab her, when she tripped, causing him to trip too.

"Hey Barrel." Kellsie smiled at the boy lying on top of her.

"Hey yourself. It looks like I win." Barrel picked up his mask.

"What did we trip over?" Kellsie looked at their feet to see a small headstone.

"This was never here before." Barrel said as his smile faded. He didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling about this headstone.

"Here Lies Our Beloved Ke…" Kellsie stopped reading. Barrel looked at her, and then finished reading the stone. He pulled her into a hug.

"You're just like me now." Barrel felt her hot tears on his neck. Kellsie sobbed for a few hours, and then she started laughing.

"Barrel, can I still spend the night with you?" Barrel stood up and stretched.

"Of course, we already agreed you were a while ago." Kellsie raised her arms up like a toddler wanting to be held by its parent. Barrel chuckled and picked her up.

"You can put me down Barrel; I don't need you to carry me." Kellsie said as Barrel carried her out of the graveyard.

"I know, but I want to." he smiled at her again. Kellsie's face suddenly felt hot, to hide the redness, she pulled Barrel's mask over her face.

Jack Skellington and his ghost dog Zero looked out his bedroom window at the two teenagers. He'd seen everything. He tilted his head to the side and smiled. 'Maybe Barrel won't be so down now.' He thought.


So what did you think? Reviews please, and whether you like it or not, there will be more chapters......I just wish I could draw, I've got sooo many pictures in my head...well that's all for this chapter

btw. I 3 Barrel