Sunrise over the Tango factory A/N: This, I am proud to say, our first NBC fan fic. It's set a few short weeks after the film, and holds new characters, shock revelations and a few teary bits! Please enjoy and review!
Raging Tree Trunk A/N: howdy folks! Yes I know its story and we really should be finishing off previous commitments coughstaccatocough but we just couldn't help ourselves since it nearly IS Xmas!!!!!! And this story is soooo cute and mwah and gooey and stuff I especially could not help but want to spread the joy. So here it is. The first chapter of 'The Revelations of Diabolique Detourne'
P.S It has been brought to our attention byMia. M. Turner that the Doctors name is not Beetlestine (as thought by me) but Finklestine. We wish to say SORRY, for mucking that up, as we didn't really catch the name in the film, so did some rough 'well it sounds like' guessing. Thanks for pointing that out with us, and cheers for your review! And also Big Thanks to ladybirdbuzz1 for her lovely review! Thanks to both of you!
As black, relentless rain thrashed down on Halloween town, most of it inhabitants were in their homes, waiting for it to stop, except one. Jack, his long lean figure gliding through the dark and dingy streets like a shadow, stopped only to wipe the drizzle of his bone white face. From the darkness of the sodden streets he could see a light from the tower of Dr. Finklestine's home, he grinned, and raced towards it, hardly caring about the rain.
He quickly climbed up the gray stone, before reaching his goal. Sally's bedroom window. He gazed through the misty glass, and felt a non-existent heart flutter as he watched her potter about her bedroom; he shifted his weight to get comfy, but lost his footing on the slippery stones, and began to plummet to the ground. He managed to grab onto the ledge with his, long bony fingers, and clung on for dear death. Sally startled by the noise, raced to her bedroom window. At first she could only see the icy cold sheets of rain, but then she spotted the face of Jack, hovering outside her window.
"Oh my" she muttered to no one in particular as she quickly opened the window, and tugging Jack inside.
"What were you doing out there?" she demanded, wiping his face.
"Watching you" came the reply, as Jack swept Sally off her feet and into his stick thin arms, she giggled, before covering her mouth,
"The Dr. will hear us," she whispered.
"Let him hear us" breathed Jack; drawing Sally in closer, for a moment she succumbed to his embrace, before something in her head clicked.
"What are you going here?" she gasped, pulling away "you know it's bad luck to see the bride the night before you wed!"
Jack smiled, "I've found you, and that's the biggest piece of luck in the world"
Sally blushed, "that's all very sweet, but you'd better get out of here quick before you mess up my wedding plans" she sighed, shooing him towards the window.
"Okay, okay," laughed Jack, clambering onto the window ledge, "Farewell my sweet" he joked, before sliding gracefully down the side of the tower. Sally pretended to be mad at him as he waved up to her.
"Go on" she giggled "shoo!" After watching him disappear into the dead of night. "I love you," she whispered, before tearing her self away from the window, to check her spider silk wedding dress for the thousandth time that night.
Jack said she could have anything she wanted for her special day, he could have hired the most famous and expensive designers to create her dream dress, but she refused saying she'd much rather walk down the aisle in something she'd done. So from the moment the date was set, she slaved over her sowing machine, and created her perfect wedding dress. Unlike the conventional black dress that was the norm for females in Halloween town, Sally had made a snow white wedding dress, adorned with tiny jack o' lanterns, and bats of various sizes. It clung to her delicate frame before fanning out at her feet, to finish the outfit off, was a long silk veil.
Sally smiled to herself as she traced her fingers across the smooth fabric of her dress; she jumped as he door was flung open,
"Sally" came the Doctors voice, "who were you talking to?" he asked, fixing her with an inquisitive stare,
"No one" she lied, averting her gaze. She hated lying, for years she'd fibbed about her true feelings for Jack, and know that they were to get married, it meant her lying days where over.
"I heard voices?" persisted the Doctor, coming towards here, still wearing his stare.
"I was…checking things for tomorrow" said Sally, quickly pointing to her dress.
The Doctor's expression softened "you must be excited my young dear, going to be married to such a fine, upstanding gentleman like Jack"
"Then why won't you let him in the house to see me?" she asked, turning her head to one side, and giving the doctor her most innocent gaze.
"My petal, you have been so busy recently with your plans, and your dress, that having Jack waltzing in every few minutes would have distracted you, it was for you own good" sighed the Doctor, patting Sally's cloth hand with uncharacteristic gentleness.
Sally blushed, a sneaked a quick glance at the window, hoping Jack had had the common sense to go home, rather then climb back up to talk to her. "Now" said Doctor Finklestine, in his usual harsh voice "get some rest, it's a big day tomorrow"
"I will," said Sally, giving him a smile.
And without another word, he'd gone, closing the door behind him.
Sally waited till the hum of his electric wheelchair had disappeared before running to the window. Across the roofs of the Halloween town, she could see Jack's bedroom light on, familiar warmth spread through her body, and her smile stretched across her face. She somehow walked away from watching her beloved, and said to her self "I'd better check my dress one more time!"