All I see is just a simplicity which can't be fulfilled
Maybe it can?
I only hope so.-
A long time ago, before the trying conquer over Christmas, another person was the buzz of Halloween Town. And for the person's existence, Jack became terribly sick in a good way.
For it was Love Sickness.
The best one you could get. Unless you desired to get out of school, then you'd have to get a fever or something. But anyway, she was the talk of the town. Well compared to the Pumpkin King, she was first.
Yet she was slowly descending unto the second and then being upon that title. During the while, Jack was getting bored of everything.
Yet he began to ignore it and so its where it all begins...
" Good morning Jack!"
A hyper teenager of only twelve literally jumped on the horror master's bed. She was lively this morning with giggles following her long, wavy scarlet hair. Her eyes were strangely like Jack's. Two jet black eye sockets, tearing into another person's soul. Yet there was some other weird thing about her physical features. For her right arm and hand, she had it all skeletal. As if the flesh exterior on her arm never existed. It was the same for her left leg, too. No one knew how it got like that. Her skin was as pale as a ghostly spirit and at points she was believed to look like one. She wore her nightgown, which was similar to Jack's. Only it was all white like her skin and had little, black bats on it. Her smile launched a thousand ships and outshined the pumpkin sun.
Or so some believed.
" Jack?"
At first she heard nothing from her friend, the Pumpkin King. As she leaned forward to get a glimpse at him, she saw nothing. This surprised her as she began to frantically look all over his bedroom. But she didn't notice, the tall darkened figure rising from behind the bed. Her eyes pondered with a wild flare, as she looked for him. Only soon, she found herself back on his bed. She laid down where Jack usually slept, as she blinked. She jumped for a moment in a miniature sense of fear, because she swore she saw something.
" Jack, quit playin' games...I - I have to ask you something sort of...well, personal. I was hoping you'd know cause you're intelligent and I really don't want to ask anyone else. Not saying that I don't trust them or anything, but -"
She stopped dead in the middle of her explanation. Her warm, slim figure felt two cold hands touch her shoulders. She began to shudder at what would touch her like that. As she slowly turned her head to see what was behind her, she was shocked to see yet again, nothing. But when she turned around to give a simple sigh of relief, she saw Jack's mirror spin. The freezing hands were gone.
" J - Jack?"
The curtains closed on their own and tied themselves shut, too. She grabbed the enchanting covers and quickly slid under the them. She closed her eye sockets shut, as she felt weak for a moment. Her stomach felt like turning inside out and to her, it did.
" Oh man, not now!"
Even though she gripped a small amount of the covers, they were dreadfully, slowly pulled off of her. Her heart trembled like her body, moving with every quake, and every sound around her. All the while, she became more frightened, and frightened by the moment.
" Sora...Sora..."
" Y - yes?"
She turned to see who was trying to talk to her. She was confronted by two huge, dark holes of black. Ripping into her heart, destroying everything in sight. Her breaths stopped and her heart raced just to keep working the adrenaline. Sweat beads streamed down her forehead like no end.
" Boo."
Everyone in Halloween Town looked to Jack's tower. From there, a long shrilly scream was let out, as well as an evil cackle of the King. Although seemed to ignore it they knew Jack was up to his old tricks again.
" JACK TIMOTHY SKELLINGTON!"
The skeleton gulped politely as his friend laughed under her breath. Soon it turned into a rolling laughter of excitement as she hit his bedroom floor hard. She stood on her own and at the same time, she gripped his bed.
" You sly bastard you!"
" Sora!"
Yet again she burst into more laughter as this time, he gave in, and joined her.He didn't mind her cursing. He actually grew quite fond of her. Yet there was something more about her he liked. It wasn't the slim figure or the way her flied with the wind. It wasn't how she was so creative and intelligent.
It was just...well...there was so much more to her than anyone else. She was almost like him in a way. But did she do it for purpose or was she her actual self?
"Jack, we need to talk."
" Ok..."
She sat on his bed, as he sat in the electric chair across from it. He got himself seated as curiosity began to arise in him. He began to think of what she would ask him. Things like little kids that were developing would want to know.
Stuff like...
What's sex?
How do people do it?
Do I look ok?
Why do people do it?
Should I wear make up?
What's pregnancy?
" Jack, what's a period?"
" Sorry, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"
" I asked you what a period was."
