Ho! Ho! Ho! Yo! Yo! Yo! Happy Holidays, fellow authors! This is King of 2211, coming back to you with a new holiday fic, starring the clever, Sly Cooper and his friends. Only this time, they bring some friends to a little "redecoration" to a certain mansion . . . Just a recap, Disney, Tim Burton, SuckerPunch, Sanzaru, Jon Ponikvar, and Andrew Dickman are owners of mostly everything as I only own the slight OCs and fictional areas. My early Christmas present from me to you, enjoy!

Introduction: New Christmas Special

December 10. Just a few days until the happiest day of the year; Christmas day. Though there was plenty of time til the joyous holiday would finally, everyone in the small town of Swallow Falls, Louisiana were already preparing for festive celebrations to come. Though to mostly everyone, Christmas was the time for food, friends, and (what basically everyone would be focused on) the presents and gift giving. To some, everything just seemed too much of the same thing each year when it would come and pass, then repeat the following years right after. The ones who had felt purely on the former were a certain group of seven youths, who all appeared to be fifteen, sitting on benches at the park with looks of gloom and boredom. The group was followed: a raccoon, a turtle, a hippo, a vixen, a mouse, a marine iguana, and a panda. The raccoon was known as Sylvester Kevin Cooper (Sly to everyone who knew him), whose ancestry was fill with former master thieves and was a natural-born athletes. The turtle was known as Bentley Olsen, one of the smartest youths that Swallow Falls had to offer and a tech wizard when it came to computers. The hippo was known as Murray Murphy (usually dubs himself "The Murray"), the strongest jock in town and was known for his huge appetite. The vixen was known as Carmelita Montoya Fox, the girl who always followed/enforced the rules and had a huge temper to boot. The mousette was known as Penelope Toutonghi, the second smartest youth in Swallow Falls and had a passion for RC cars. The panda was known as Peng King, a former bully who worked at his grandmother's tea shop with his sister and had a fondness for fireworks. Finally, the iguana was known as Dimitri Lousteau, another former bully that idolized Disco music and was good at scuba-diving.

It was odd that these seven were friends, seeing as three of them were physically fit, two were complete nerds, and two were big bullies. It was also very odd to see them get along so well, despite how much they fought, but no one pressed things any further. Though the seven loved celebrating the holidays with their family and friends, especially when it comes to Christmas, but now . . . something just didn't feel the same. Officially, since Sly was the default leader of the group, were known only as the Cooper gang. Currently, they were all sitting on benches at the park, watching in amusement as little children played in the snow, remembering the fun they all had when they were that young. Though now, it didn't feel as fun as they imagined could or should be anymore.

"Same old, same old." Sly murmured, slumping back into his seat.

"Yep." Murray absently replied as he laid his head back onto the wall.

"Christmas comes, then goes." Penelope said with a gesture from her hand.

"The feeling is drag." Dimitri jived as he looked to the ground.

"Just like last year." Carmelita sighed.

"And the year before that . . ." Bentley added, fiddling with his snow cap.

"Ad, not so much the year before that, but before that as well." Peng finished.

Hearing what the panda said sudden made the raccoon, vixen, turtle, and hippo remember that exact Christmas. Most wouldn't believe a word of it, even though some have been on even wilder, but four had their very own adventure. To put the long story short, the four would usually disappear every Halloween for a substantial amount of time I case anyone got worried, then appear with bags full of candy, though no one could recall giving them any. Not only that, but they would also sing or hum odd tunes, which were actually very contiguously catchy. Though when asked where they got the song from, they'd only reply that it was a secret. Anyway, yes it was nice that the holidays had arrive in their small hometown, but it felt that something different seriously needed to happen.

"Man, I wish we could do something completely different this year." Sly elected, hopping to his feet.

""The Murray" can dig that!" Murray said, agreeing with his best friend.

"I agree as well, but the question is what can we do?" Bentley asked as he tried to come up with something.

"The most excitement I've heard of was at least three years ago." Carmelita remarked, also standing up.

For those who were wondering what that meant, it was just as the panda and vixen said, for Christmas was nearly ruined those three years ago. Apparently, there was someone impersonating Santa Claus and was "mangling" the joyous holiday and not spreading Christmas cheer at all. Another thing to take note on was that the impersonator was a living skeleton! As odd as it sounded, that was what eyewitness reports claimed to have seen, which prompt the military to shoot down the imposter . . . which they succeeded. No one in Swallow Falls could ever forget that one Christmas; it was mentally scarred right into their memories. What was to really remember was that everyone was attacked in their very own home . . . by Christmas presents! No joke or lie, reports of the Santa Claus impersonator also mentioned Christmas presents were alive and on the attack. Three victims present were none other than Penelope, Peng, and Dimitri; each having a terrifying experience of their own: Penelope with a (literal) Monster Truck RC car that tried to bite at her, Peng when he was chased by a possessed Jack-O-Lantern-In-The-Box, even Dimitri as he witnessed his (very flashy) Christmas tree being devoured by a massive orange and black-striped snake. There was no telling how bad everyone else around the neighborhood or town, though it turned out alright when the real Santa appeared and fixed everything. No one could ever forget that one dar, truly terrifying Christmas for time to come. The idea of a scary Christmas, however, didn't sound so bad opposed to how some people (mostly Dimitri) who decorated their homes. That's when it hit the raccoon, turtle, hippo, and vixen like a ton of bricks; it was right in front of their noses!

"Guy's, that's it!" Sly exclaimed excitedly.

"What's 'it'?" Penelope asked, surprised by the raccoon's sudden shout.

"How could we not have thought of this before?" Bentley questioned himself as if he realized something.

"Penser a ce que (Think of what)?" Dimitri asked, confused why the four hadn't acknowledged their existence yet.

"It's so so simple." Carmelita sighed in a rarely cheerful sigh.

"What's so simple?" Peng demanded, on the edge of losing it.

"This is the most awesomest plan, ever!" Murray cheered happily.

"WHAT'S THE AWESOMEST PLAN EVER?!" The mouse, iguana, and panda shouted, but reeled back when they realized they were in public.

Upon realizing that they were ignoring their three other friends, the four shared a few glances at each other, then looked to the three. If they were to have the three in on their little plan of theirs, then they'd have to reveal a few "things" in the process. Might as well get things over with; the four just hope they could handle it.

"We have a Scary Christmas!" The four replied simultaneously.

"Scary Christmas?" The three asked in confusion.

"Tell you on the way, but first . . ." Sly shrugged, then looked at them with a smirk. "How'd you guys like to meet a friend of ours from far away?"

An hour later, Penelope, Dimitri, and Peng found themselves following their four friends to the edge of the woods. Strange, what were they doing here? Was the "friend" they were talking about a hiker or something? Why would he come through the woods? Either way, the six of them waited as Sly rushed into the woods, then vanished for a few minuets. Waiting for the raccoon wasn't the most exciting thing, in fact, he was gone for nearly half an hour. What was raking him so long? Did he get lost? A few minuets after that, just when the three of the group were considering going back home, Sly rushed out of the woods, then stopped in front of the group, loudly panting. Before anyone could question about why he was took, he placed up his hand to signal that he needed a little time to catch his breath, then stood upright.

"Just . . . a minuet . . . here he . . . is . . ." Sly said, gesturing behind him, but as soon as he saw the confused looks on his friends' faces, turned to see that no one was there. "Hello, Jack, where'd he go?"

"I'm surprised you actually got Jack to come." Bentley said as if he hadn't expected was the raccoon said.

"Yeah, I would have though he'd be super busy by now." Murray added.

"Of course I got Jack, our plan wouldn't without him, remember?" Sly questioned with a smirk.

"I guess you're right." Carmelita sighed after sharing a glance from the turtle and hippo.

"Besides, he said that he's willing to do a side-project since he finished early with our help."

"May we ask you all something, if it's not too personal." Peng spoke up, gaining everyone's attention.

"What's all this about a side-project?" Dimitri asked in confusion.

"And who's Jack?" Penelope asked, not noticing a growing shadow behind her.

"He's Jack." The four replied, pointing behind the three.

The mouse, iguana, and panda turned around to see who it was behind them and what he looked like . . . but what they got was one of the biggest shocks in their young lives! The some one or something that was behind them was a tall, ten foot tall skeletal figure wearing a pinstripe suit with a bat-like bow-tie. It's arms and legs were longer than its upper torso with long bony fingers on both hands.

"Argh!" The figure shrieked, causing the three to scream and run for cover in the woods.

"Guys, come back!" Sly called to the fleeing trio.

"He's not going to hurt you!" Carmelita laughed, holding her sides.

Slowly, yet hesitantly, the three walked back to the entrance of the woods, then looked up at the now smiling and friendly looking skeleton.

"Greetings, I don't believe we've formerly met." The skeleton greeted, then bowed. "I'm Jack, Jack Skellington; the Pumpkin King."

"Pumpkin King?" Where have the three heard that name before?

"Yeah, believe it or not, he's the leader of Halloween!" Murray exclaimed excitedly.

"I think it's best we explain this from the beginning." Bentley said, which everyone agreed.

It didn't take long for the four to explain most of how they met Jack three years ago, which was, quite ironically, the same year as the Christmas disaster in Swallow Falls. It all started when Sly found a very unique map in his attic, unlike the fake ones his father would place around the house to confuse burglars or anyone who would break into the house. No, this map was completely different as it led Sly, Bentley, Murray, and Carmelita (who insisted on tagging along) deep into the woods, til they found an odd-looking tree. This tree had a Jack-O-Lantern door engraved right into its trunk, which was a gateway into another dimension where Halloween was born; Halloween Town. The four went on to see that the gateway to Halloween Town wasn't the only one of its kind as they soon discovered the epicenter of the seven holidays; the Hinterlands. Each door leading to a different holiday: Independence Day, Easter, Valentine's, St. Patrick's Day, Thanksgiving, and the most known of the holidays (besides Halloween); Christmas. Though it was hard to believe that the four had actually met, Santa Claus, even what they've been through after all these years.

"Okay, Jack, these are our friends, Penelope . . ." Sly introduced, gesturing around.

"Hi . . ." Penelope blushed, when Jack took one of her hands and kissed; who knew he was such a gentleman?

". . . Peng . . ."

"It's very nice to meet you?" Peng sputtered, though he was calming down.

". . . And Dimitri."

"What it do, bone-man?" Dimitri jived talked.

"Actually, it's Skellington." Jack clarified, pronouncing his name. "And what does what do?"

"Never mind about that, we have something to discuss with you." Bentley spoke up, gaining everyone's attention.

"Ah, yes, of course, what is it you wanted to talk about?"

"Well, to tell the truth, we're actually going to need more help." Carmelita sheepishly admitted.

"A lot more help." Murray added.

"But first, I need to call my grandfather." Sly said, taking out his iPhone.

The next day was just as snow filled as the day before, but it was still a day to have fun as it was also directly two weeks right before Christmas day. There were a ton of places to have fun around town, but it didn't apply the same thing if the place turned out to be one of the most haunted places in all of Swallow Falls; the abandoned Gracey Manor. It was once owned by the rich, Gracey family during the mid to late 1800s up until they mysteriously vanished; leaving the house barren. Stories and legends soon accumulated that there was a curse upon the mansion and that the residence never left . . . alive. It was a house that was always avoided walking past at night, no one would even approach it during the day; that's how scared everyone was afraid. Though if that were the case, then it wouldn't explain why there was a group of people who were past the gate and just outside of the front porch. Besides the familiar forms of the Cooper Gang, other people were present as well, some were adults, while most were teenagers (plus one ten-year-old).

The adults where of a raccoon couple, a fox couple, a hippo couple, a turtle couple, walrus, grey wolf, koala, pantheress, and an even older raccoon. The raccoon couple were known as Connor and Sarah Cooper, the parents of Sly, who were the town's pharmacist/travel agent and librarian. The older raccoon was Otto Cooper, the father of Connor, grandfather of Sly, former aviator, and current semi-retired designer of mostly haunted houses each Halloween. The fox couple were Alexander and Alisa Montoya Fox, the parents of Carmelita, who were also the town's sheriff and manager of the grocery store. The turtle couple were the Olsens, Lewis and Moira Olsen that is, who were the town's electronics repairman and high school science teacher. The hippo couple were two of the most known of Swallow Falls as Maximus "Max" Murphy and Meredith Murray, who were both co-owners of the town's sporting goods store. The walrus was the owner of the local boxing gym, James McSweeny or "Jim" (sometimes Jimmy) as everyone knew him as. The koala was a teacher at Swallow Falls High School, Gary Korman or "Guru" as everyone knew him for his wise personality. The pantheress was the Swallow Falls Guidance Counselor, Mikaela Morris, a former supermodel that left when she realized her fame didn't bring her true happiness. The wolf was the principal of Swallow Falls high school, Johnathan Richardson, a firm but fair person when it came to education.

The younger attendees were as followed: the imaginative Peter Ponikvar, the shy yet friendly Andrew "Andy" Katt, the photography expert Harold "Harry" Dion, the cheerful and enthusiastic Mariam "Mary" Ann Tigress, the video game crazed Swain "Swirly" Jenkins, the popular yet sociable Whitney Johnson, the formerly cold-hearted Neyla Glidewell, The opposing-looking Cherry Renard, the somewhat stir crazy Chelsea Benson, the intelligent Victor Franklin, the brother and sister duo Victoria and David Collins, Peter's three friends Carlos Dalton, Kel Ferdinand, and Ignacious "Iggy" Sullivan, the strong but leveled headed Roger Williams, and Ms. Morris's niece Sheila. The thing to know about some of them was that Neyla and Dimitri were once a gang of bullies known as the "Klaww Gang" and Cherry was known to be hostile towards any men around her, that was until Sly said a few "things" that caused their ways of life.

What everyone wanted to know was why the youths, adults, and two teachers present found themselves on the front lawn of the Gracey Manor and why the seven had called them there. Another thing was where the large Jack-In-The-Box came from, how it got there, and who had brought it there, certainly the seven couldn't have placed it there. What really got everyone's attention was that the wind-handle was slowly turning counter-clockwise as it was also playing an erily slow version of "Pop Goes the Weasel".

"Alright, guys, what are we all doing here?" Connor asked his son, trying to disregard the music.

"Excellent question, Mr. Cooper, we all have something to converse with all of you." Bentley replied, trying to hold back a chuckle.

"Something funny, son?" Lewis questioned suspiciously.

"Oh no, just thinking about a joke." Carmelita spoke up, keeping back her own giggles.

"It's a riot." Murray choked.

"It's hilarious!" Penelope sputtered.

"What's a riot?" Principal asked, scratching his head.

"And what's hilarious?" Ms. Morris questioned as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Oh' you'll be finding out." Dimitri giggled uncontrollably.

"Okay, what's going on here?" Guru questioned, his suspicion growing as well.

"Simple, the element of surprise . . ." Sly replied, oddly calmer than the rest, until the music and handle on the box came to a stop . . . "Surprise!"

Upon that last word, the seven rushed out of the way as the Jack-In-The-Box lid flew open, but what came out was a skeletal figure in a pinstripe suit instead of a clown's head! Though most of the group shrieked, some remained completely quiet, Otto and Principle Richardson looked calm, Guru and Ms. Morris only raised an eyebrow, but it was the fathers and Jim that had looks of shock and not fright like the rest. Jack also had a look of shock as the five grown men slowly approach him; he knew exactly who they were.

"Can it be?" Max asked, rubbing his eyes.

"No, it couldn't be . . ." Jim tried to dismiss, though he didn't want to.

"How is it possible?" Lewis tried to process.

". . . Jack." Alex breathed happily.

"Connor, Lewis, Max, Alex, Jim . . ." Jack addressed in a low, yet happy voice. ". . . You all got old."

"Aw, c'mere you bag of bones!" Connor exclaimed, joining his friends in a hug with Jack

It was safe to say that the mothers and the class were flabbergasted from what they're were seeing; the guys actually knew this thing? It certainly looked like it since they were chatting and laughing as if they were old friends catching up on days long since passed. It was then that Connor realized that the wives were still standing there in shock as they watched their husbands talking with them, then introduced them to Jack.

"My, what lovely wives they are." The Pumpkin King commented, making the women blush. "But there's one who has my heart (if I had a living, beating one).

At that moment, another surprising thing appeared right before everyone's eyes; the life-sized rag doll that was Sally Finklestein-Skellington. All the women were in awe by the sight of the rag doll as, despite the stitches all around her body, she was very beautiful. After a few minuets of introductions, Sly noticed that his grandfather and school principal were still calm about the whole ordeal.

"Hey, how come you guys aren't surprised?" Sly questioned, making everyone else think the same thing.

"Sly, if you've been around as long as I have, you'd use to things like this." The elder raccoon replied with a smile. "This is nothing."

"And trust me when I say that I've seen a lot." Richardson added with a chuckle.

"Okay, can we get back to the present, please?" Peter asked, tired of beating around the bush.

"Yeah, who is this guy?" Carlos asked, gesturing to Jack.

"What is he?" Neyla demanded.

"And where did he come from?" Cherry added with crossed arms.

"Well, that's kind of a long story . . ." Murray said, scratching the back of his head.

"How long?" Harry question suspiciously.

"Long enough, I'm afraid." Carmelita sighed nervously.

"Let's put it this way, anyone here remember the Christmas disaster years ago?" Bentley gulped, knowing no one was going to take it well.

"Remember, how could I forget being attacked by a killer duck toy?" Andy exclaimed loudly.

"I still have nightmares about that vampire teddy." Mary shivered, hugging herself.

"The same goes for the bats on my Christmas tree." Kel murmured.

"And that wreath that tried to eat my granny." Roger growled, the images of him fighting off the killer plant flashing through his head.

"It's because someone was impersonating Santa Claus." David interjected, remember when he received a shrunken head, which only bothered his parents.

"But what does finding dead scorpions (which weren't cooked) in my cup thingy have anything to do with that?" Iggy asked, disappointed that mentioned scorpions weren't properly seasoned.

"Well . . ." Sly uttered, his eyes falling on Jack, as did everyone else.

"My bad . . ." The Pumpkin King nervously shrugged, which led to a shocking revelation.

"That was you?" Swirly gasped in realization, which made Sly stand forward.

"It was and before anyone here starts to point any fingers, let's just be perfectly clear that it wasn't completely Jacks fault! He lived in a world where it was Halloween all the time, so he only knew how to be scary and to be something that goes bump in the night. Of course he mistook the approach of Christmastime because he didn't even know that there were other holidays besides Halloween. So I ask you all now, can you really blame him for something that he misunderstood?"

Everyone, including all the adults and even Jack, looked at the young raccoon in surprise; was he such good friends with the skeleton to defend him as such from any accusations? But as they thought about it, he was right; Jack only knew about Halloween and how to be scary rather than jolly like Santa Claus.

"Well, I guess he's right about that." Whitney sighed a bit.

"Without a doubt." Sheila nodded in agreement.

"But that doesn't make it any less scary!" Chelsea yelped bitterly. "It could've been the death of us!"

What came next was something that no one expected as Sly suddenly began to chuckle a bit, which enveloped into a full laugh.

"The death of you? I'm sorry, but the death of you? Chelsea, Chelsea, Chelsea . . . You wouldn't know death IF IT WERE LOOKING AT YOU RIGHT YOUR FACE! None of you here were in a makeshift sleigh that was made up of a coffin, flying 50,000 in the sky, then shot down by a military tank and falling to the ground where certain death was more than likely waiting for you!"

Everyone remained quiet

"... . It wasn't a good experience . . ." Sly muttered looking towards the ground.

"Wait . . . when they shot him down . . ." Victoria murmured, thinking of what the raccoon just said.

"You . . . you were in the sleigh with Jack." Victor gasped, realizing what the raccoon meant by "experience".

". . . Yeah . . . I was." Sly finally admitted, causing mostly everyone gasp loudly. "I guess we should start from the begging."

It took only a few minuets to explain what happened those years ago, how Sly found the map, how Carmelita decided to tag along, how they found the gateway to Halloween Town; everything. Everyone became entranced as Sly, Bentley, Carmelita, and Murray took turns telling about their adventures in the holiday worlds and about the Hinterlands, which was the epicenter of the seven holidays. Their biggest challenge was the only unsavory character and biggest bully of all; the Oogie Boogie Man. It didn't stop there as Oogie returned a year later and took over the seven holidays while Jack was away trying to figure out how to make another scary Halloween. It was more of an adventure that one night as Oogie Boogie was more powerful and had an army of skeletons (no relation to Jack, thank goodness) at his command, but was foiled by Jack and the Cooper Gang.

"Well, I'm impressed . . ." Connor said with a smirk. "But that doesn't excuse how much trouble the four of you are in!"

"Huge trouble!" Alex added angrily.

"To the max!" Maximus boomed, being the loudest.

"Infinitely possible and then some more!" Lewis scolded with his arms crossed.

"Leave them alone, I'm the one who involved them in all these antics!" Jack exclaimed, coming to the defense of his younger friends.

"Yeah, go easy on them, we weren't scouts ourselves when we were their age." Jim said in a soothing voice.

"But . . ." Connor tried to say, but was stopped by his father.

"Connor, Sly isn't a little boy anymore and I'm sure he'll learn from the mistakes he makes." Otto said in a sage-like voice, which got to everyone else, including the other parents. "The same goes for Bentley, Murray, and Carmelita, they're all brilliant in their own way."

The parents looked from their children, Jack, and the elder raccoon, then after a few minuets, let out collective sighs as they looked at their children.

"We're all upset about what we've heard." Sarah said in a stern voice.

"Way beyond maximum." Meredith huffed.

"To the tenth power." Moira scolded in disappointment.

"But we're still glad you're all alright." Alisa smiled as each parent hugged their respective child.

It was quite the heartwarming sight to see for everyone, especially since it was close to Christmastime, wasn't that the true meaning of the holiday; family?

"Words spoken like a true poet."

Everyone turned to see four approaching figures: a middle-aged Yorkshire terrier, younger monkey, and three huskies, two of which were the same age as the class.

"Maxwell, Melody, you made it!" Murray exclaimed excitedly.

"Had to, otherwise Max wouldn't stop complaining." Melody, the girl husky, teased.

"Oh, like you would have come if it were supernatural?" Maxwell, the boy husky, retorted playfully.

"Do my old eyes deceive me?" Otto breathed, then walked up to the Yorkshire terrier and adult husky. "Henry Mystic, Roland Keep, is that really you?"

"Otto Cooper, you're a sight for sore eyes!" Roland, the husky, said as he hugged the raccoon.

"Happy Holidays, old friend!" Henry cheerfully exclaimed, also hugging his old friend. "And you remember Albert?"

"Hello, sir!" Albert greeted, shaking the raccoon's hand.

"Roland, so good to see you again!" Richardson smiled.

"It's so good to see you, Jonathan." Roland replied happily.

"Um, dad, care fill us in?" Connor spoke up.

"Ah, yes." Otto said, clearing his throat.

It was then that Otto explained how he met Henry, who had pronounced the class honorary Junior members, and Roland as they were members of the Society of Explorers and Adventurers and met during an escapade in South America. Richardson, who was also a member and Lord Mystic's apprentice, also met them while he was in Egypt on an adventure of his own. It was also at that part where Maxwell and Melody introduced themselves and revealed that they met the Cooper Gang on an adventure from the fabled Museum of the Weird. Lord Mystic also revealed that the class, plus the teachers and principal, took a little tour of his mansion, which was in Papua, New Guinea (details later on).

"Okay, guys, there's someone here I'd like you all to meet." Sly said, gaining everyone's attention and gesturing to Jack. "Try not to freak, but this . . ."

"My word, Mister Mystic, can really be?" Albert gasped excitedly.

"Jack Skellington, the Pumpkin King himself, it is truly an honor!" Lord Mystic exclaimed, vigorously shaking Jack's hand.

"Wow, I am famous, aren't I?" Jack asked modestly.

"Okay, before I forget again, why were we called here?" Connor asked, which had everyone's attention.

Again, it took only a few minuets, but all seven of the Cooper Gang managed, by taking turns, to explain how they were on a "tour" within the Gracey Manor. They also mentioned what they saw inside and out of the old mansion and that the spirit of William Gracey, who now called himself the "Ghost Host", led them through the mansion up and down and even through the graveyard where exactly 999 happy haunts had their "Swinging Wake". As everyone was ushered into the mansion, Guru and Ms. Morris had a similar experience when the whole class was on the field trip to New Thunder Mesa. They revealed that Sly found a gem from the Gracey Manor, which transported them to Old Thunder Mesa, the old, abandoned ghost town. They then went on a "tour" through the old Ravenswood Manor, which was similar to the Gracey Manor, only it was haunted by the spirit of Henry Ravenswood or "Phantom" as he was known. It was basically the same experience, only with the spirit Melanie Ravenswood appearing everywhere, the curse upon the land being lifted, and Phantom Valley (the supernatural version of Thunder Mesa). As everyone was accounted inside the foyer of the mansion, the doors suddenly slammed shut and an all too familiar voice spoke from the walls.

"Ah, welcome! Dear friends, you've returned and you've brought company! How very convenient!"

"Now, now, William, let's not rush into things."

Everyone turned to see yet another shock as they were four transparent figures that appeared out of nowhere; they were ghosts. They all wore clothing that would fit an Old Spaghetti Western flick, yet they were more authentic than most would, three of them also looked like the Fox family as one resembled Sly and Connor. The three canine were none other than the than the Ravenswood family: Henry, Martha, and Melanie. The raccoon just happened to be one of Sly's ancestors from the Old West and had a cousin named after him, Tennessee Cooper. Needless to say, it was an odd day for everyone, but all of that was put to the side as Sly got everyone's attention when he got Jack into the spotlight, which had the Ghost Host excited.

"Jack Skellington? Why did you not say that you friends of his? I would have gladly given you a more luxurious tour of my mansion!"

"As would I!" Henry added excitedly.

"Maybe another time, but now I have a proposal for everyone here." Sly spoke up, gaining everyone's attention. "How would you all feel about doing a "Scary Christmas" this year?"

And that, dear viewers, is the beginning of a new Holiday treat or could it be a trick? Either way, It seems that Sly and the gang have big "plans" in the work and it looks like their parents, teachers, principal , even Sly's granddad have taken the liberty of assisting. They also have help by the Pumpkin King, the Ghost Host, the Ravenswoods, Tennessee Cooper, three members of the Keep family (long story)' Lord Mystic and Albert. Needless to say, the crew is made up of unlikely teammates, Jack even reunites with his old friends and meets their families, Tennessee included, of course. Anyway, until the next update, I hope you all enjoy!