Me: Alright, so, first off, for my other stories, SAO should be updated soon. I just need some inspiration for the epilogue that people have been asking for, which should come to me soon due to a family thing that I shall not explain since it'll give away what's going to happen. Second, this story is a half and half. First half is all Jack/OC. Nothing against Sally, but, come on, it's Jack Freaking Skellington! First animated crush, not joking. But don't worry, Sally is in this story and there is definitely no Sally bashing. Then, the second half, is a rewrite of the Corpse Bride with my own things placed in due to circumstances I've written into this story. But, never fear! It's not Victor/OC, because I just can't see that happening. Nay! It is, drum roll please, Victor X freakin' Emily, just like the freakin' movie should've freakin' done! Sorry. I freakin' love Victor/Emily and I cried at the end and shouted at my TV when Victor got with Victoria. I mean, what the fluff?! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this story!
Holly sighed as she painted one of the toy trains in her personal workshop. Paint trains. That's what she's been doing for the the past couple centuries. Paints trains and other toys. At first, when she was younger, she couldn't wait till she was old enough to help her father, the one and only Santa Claus, with her amazing holiday.
And it was great. Of course she could've done without the teasing from her older sister, Carol. They love each other, sure, but sometimes the teasing was a bit too much for the younger sister. Anyway, Holly just wished for a change of scenery is all. Everyday, every hour, it was painting toys and celebrating Christmas...Every stupid day. There was absolutely nothing new! No pop outs, no surprises, nothing!
And Holly was getting a bit restless with it.
The white-haired woman sighed once again as she placed the finished toy on the top of the pyramid she created with the other finished toys. The char under her scraped across the floor as she moved to leave. She locked up her workshop (not that she really needed too as the elves and other beings living in Christmas Town would never think about stealing or anything), and slowly made her way through the streets. She gave a soft and small chuckle at the elves who passed her in a sleigh, pretending to be her father.
Soon, she made it to the snowy forest near the edge of the town. Her mother and father didn't really like her going through it, but Holly couldn't help herself. She was drawn to the beautiful woods. But she never ventured too far inside, for fear of how her parents would react. This time, however, she dared herself to continue onwards, eager to see what laid beyond.
Eventually, Holly came to a small enclosure with marked trees. She blinked in surprise at them. They were lightly dusted with snow, not as much as the other trees making it rather odd, but she shrugged it off. It was much too interesting for her to care. One tree had a marking in the shape of a clover, another had the shape of a decorated egg, and there were more.
But the one that caught most of Holly's attention, was the one of a carved pumpkin. It was so creepy, it's black holed eyes staring at her with that wide grin. But that just put Holly in even more awe. She always did have a thing for the creepy and crawly, much to the disgust and horror of her mother and sister. Her father didn't seem to care as long as she was happy.
After a bit of investigating, Holly discovered that the marking were actually doors. She glanced back towards the direction of Christmas Town, and figured they wouldn't think much of it if she disappeared for a few hours. After all, it's what she always did. So, the woman slowly opened the door. She could hear some music coming from the darkness of the pathway which had a creepy tone to it. Though Holly couldn't get enough of it. So with one last glance back, she stepped inside the tree, only to fall down. She laughed the entire way.
Holly landed harshly onto the ground, letting out a pained grunt. After a moment of recovered, she sat up and looked around to see she landed in a cemetery. She stood and made her way towards the exit, looking at the graves in excited as she passed.
As she left the graveyard, she stared in awe at all the creatures walking around. There were vampires and werewolves, and all other kinds of dark creatures that she only ever heard about from books. She let out a small squeal as she bounced with excitement before rushing through the town, taking in all the sights. Soon, though, she noticed how much she stood out in the dark place, and decided to blend in instead.
So she entered the first clothing store she saw and was soon exploring in a black, orange, and gray outfit. Holly skipped through the town, saying hello to practically everyone she met. She gained a few curious looks from those who realized she was new (and they rarely ever got newcomers), but the excited woman ignored them.
However, Holly wasn't paying attention to where she was going exactly, and accidentally ran into someone. She would've fallen flat on her face, but the one she ran into quickly intervened and caught her right before she hit the ground. Holly blushed in embarrassment as she chuckled nervously at the skeleton man who helped her. Said man gently lifted her to her feet and she twirled a strand of hair, keeping her eyes away from him, embarrassed of what had just occurred.
"I apologize for, you know, running into you…." She muttered quietly, internally hitting herself for making such a mistake her first day in town. The skeleton chuckled, seemingly amused with her nervousness.
"It's quite alright. Though I don't believe I've seen you in town before. We don't often get visitors."
"Oh, uh, yeah. I'm new here. My name's Holly" She introduced, holding out a hand, having decided to just man up and move on from the past.
"Jack. Jack Skellington."
And that, my dear readers, is what started a beautiful friendship between two lost souls.
~Skippy!~
It's been two years since Holly discovered Halloween Town. Two years since she met Jack, her best friend. And one year since she realized she was in love with him. Sure, he was a skeleton, but, oddly enough, that just made Holly love him even more due to his diversity from others.
Ever since her first visit, Holly had been going back to Halloween Town whenever she got the chance, so it was usually every other day where she was disappear into the woods. Her family had continually asked where she kept going, but Holly kept her lips shut. And the same with Jack and her friends back in Halloween Town. Neither side knew she was with the other, and sometimes it was a bit much for Holly to handle, but after a day by Jack's side, she always forgot about it.
Lately, though, Holly couldn't help but feel as though Jack was drifting away from her. He always had a tendency to zone out in his thoughts, mostly due to the pressure he felt as the Pumpkin King, but it seemed wore as of late. And he never talked about it should Holly ask.
So she could do nothing except complain to Sally the Ragdoll. She was a creation of Dr. Finklestein, and was almost as restless as Holly was before she found Halloween Town. Then again, she might just be more as she constantly poisons her creator so she could get away for a few hours. Either way, Sally always lent a listening ear to her. Literally. Sally didn't understand many phrases at the time since she was only a few days old when Holly met her, and she took off her ear and gave it to Holly when she misunderstood her.
Sometimes, though, Holly couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Sally when she spent time with Jack. The ragdoll and skeleton became good friends when Holly introduced them, and the Christmas girl always felt as though they felt a little more for one another than they let on. Which, of course, hurt Holly to think about since she loved Jack.
Anyway, Halloween had just finished and Holly couldn't help but feel as though something terribly wrong was about to happen.
She just hoped it had nothing to do with Jack.
