The Cold
It's been four years since the Nightmare Before Christmas occured and things sure have changed around here in Halloween Town.
For one thing the little brats Lock, Shock and Barrel have had free reign over Oogie's old home the Hangin' Tree. I live just close enough to hear them at their worse. Now teenaged brats there's now probblems and arguements croppin' up every single day and little ol' me gets to hear it all.
Other things have happened in four years that have something to do with me. I really shouldn't be even writing this since it's kinda a seceret. Honestly I don't care though, the family is kinda paranoid. I've got a job babysitting a little nightmare only three years old. Her name is Bugga Boo and she favors her uncle so much I keep Oogie's dice far away from her at all times.
The Boos are a nice enough family though Woogie misses her scary brother. It's because of her though that I had the money to stay in my rundown home so I guess she's alright. Bugga is a doll and is one of the best bulap sacks I've ever had the pleasure of babysitting. I often find myself wondering what it'd been like 'sitting Oogie and Woogie. It makes me like sweet Bugga even more. Mr. Boo is rarely ever home so I don't really know much about him though I know he didn't like Oogie all that much.
I'm checking the clock now it's 7:00pm so I've got only thirty minutes left before I head on over to the Boo's home. Hopefully Bugga doesn't have those damn dice again; she gets so fussy if I take them away.
Oh well, I worry about if those dratted Tricksters are snooping around here more then stupid dice. Gotta go,
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