DISCLAIMER: I don't own any Nightmare Before Christmas characters mentioned
in Tim Burton's enchanting movie. But I do own Fallon (©DoomsDarkSide) and
Christian (©DoomsDarkSide), SO BACK OFF! THEY'RE MINE!
Chapter 2: The Date
"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. . ." Sally flinched each time she plucked her eyebrows. Tonight she was seeing Jack, a guy she met in the school library today. His picture kept flashing in her wandering mind. She liked him. To her, he was handsome. But what was he like on the inside? The question left her with the same answer each time she asked: "I don't know."
Sally finished and decided to take a shower. After her shower was done, she wrapped the fluffy towel around herself and walked over to her closet. She glared inside. "OK. I'm not wearing that or that or that. Ok, definitely not that. What the hell is that? Great, now I'm screwed. I have nothing to wear."
Just then, her roommate Fallon walked into the dorm. Fallon was very pretty. Fallon was a petite rag doll with flowing long blonde hair and fluttering eyelashes. She was graceful and elegant. Oh, Sally thought, I'd give anything to be like her.
"Whoa, Sally," Fallon said. "There's no nudist colony here. So if you're going to do that, go on the west side of Halloween Town. You know, the side with the vampires and bearded lady and the . . ."
"Ha ha, very funny," Sally said sarcastically. "For your information I'm going on a date tonight. Well, I was. I don't know if I am anymore. I have nothing to wear."
"Sally, you have a date? I didn't know you dated."
"Yeah, I was going to go on a date, but as I've said, I have nothing to wear."
"Here you can borrow something of mine. I'll pick out the perfect outfit for you. I have a date tonight too, but Chris and I are going to a poetry reading. So we don't have to dress up. OK, so you need the prefect outfit. Where are you and your date going?"
"Out to dinner, then for a walk in the park." Sally sounded nervous.
"Aww! OK, so not too fancy, yet classy. Hmm. Aha! I have the perfect thing!" Fallon pulled out a black dress. It had spaghetti string straps and it was a little shorter than knee length. Sexy, yet classy, Sally thought. Fallon then pulled out some pantyhose and some black heels. "Sally, put the dress, pantyhose, and shoes on. I'm going to do your hair and make up." Fallon applied a soft shade of blue to Sally's eyelids and tinted her lips a soft hue of pink. She then brushed out Sally's long, deep red hair and straightened it. "Finished. I have to go now; I'll talk to you later. You look lovely!"
"Thanks Fal!"
"No problem. See you later." Fallon ran out the door and shut it behind her.
Sally gazed into the mirror. That's me, she told herself. Wow, I really am beautiful.
MEEOW! The doorbell rang. Sally answered it. After she opened the door Jack stood there in awe of Sally's beauty. His mouth hung open. Sally giggled. "Hello," she said softy.
"You look beautiful." Jack said, voice quivering. And with that they walked to the restaurant. It was called Chez Shadow. After they were seated and ordered Jack said, "So, what are you interested in?"
"I love fine arts." Sally replied.
"Me too!" Jack smiled.
"Really? I'm more into photography."
"Yeah, I like the drawing aspect."
"That's so cool." Sally sipped her water.
Jack just smiled. About an hour and a half later, they knew each other very well and left the restaurant to take a walk in the park. "So." Jack said and glanced at Sally. "Are you cold?"
"Just a little." Sally shivered. She glanced at Jack, who then handed her his torn, black jacket and put his arm around her. Sally smiled. "Thank you," she whispered.
"So Sally, tell me about your dating life. A beautiful rag doll like yourself must have a lot of boyfriends."
"No. I'm not really into dating, honestly. I only accept offers to dates if I know I'll like the person. So far, you're the only person with an offer I've accepted. You think I'm a stalker now, right?"
"Not at all!! I'm the first? No way. I'm flattered! Why me?" Jack stared intensely at Sally.
"Because." she trailed off. "Let's go on that bridge over there." She pointed to the moonlit bridge over the stream in the park.
"OK," Jack said. As they started to walk he continued, "But you didn't answer my question." They now stood on the top of the bridge. He looked into Sally's beautiful emerald eyes. They were like deep pools of beauty.
"Because I know I'd like you. My heart told me so." She blushed and looked down.
Jack put his thin finger under her chin and brought it up. He gently kissed her and she tilted her head. "Well, I just did what my heart told me to do too." He smiled. Sally wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his again, this time for a real kiss; again and again.
Jack brought Sally home to her apartment.
"Well, this is where a beautiful, enchanting night comes to an end." Sally said.
"I guess so." Jack gazed into her eyes. "Have a good night and sweet dreams."
"I will." Sally pulled him close for one quick kiss and smiled. "Good bye." She slipped something into his coat pocket and closed the door gently.
Jack looked at the paper (discovering it was her phone number) and left.
Sally walked into the room and saw Fallon curled up in her armchair with a poetry book and a warm mug of hot cocoa.
"How did it go?" Fallon asked excitedly.
"Absolutely wonderful!" Sally said. With that, she closed her bedroom door, lay down in her bed, and basked in her dreams of the wonderful night. Hopefully, there will be another night like it.
Chapter 2: The Date
"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. . ." Sally flinched each time she plucked her eyebrows. Tonight she was seeing Jack, a guy she met in the school library today. His picture kept flashing in her wandering mind. She liked him. To her, he was handsome. But what was he like on the inside? The question left her with the same answer each time she asked: "I don't know."
Sally finished and decided to take a shower. After her shower was done, she wrapped the fluffy towel around herself and walked over to her closet. She glared inside. "OK. I'm not wearing that or that or that. Ok, definitely not that. What the hell is that? Great, now I'm screwed. I have nothing to wear."
Just then, her roommate Fallon walked into the dorm. Fallon was very pretty. Fallon was a petite rag doll with flowing long blonde hair and fluttering eyelashes. She was graceful and elegant. Oh, Sally thought, I'd give anything to be like her.
"Whoa, Sally," Fallon said. "There's no nudist colony here. So if you're going to do that, go on the west side of Halloween Town. You know, the side with the vampires and bearded lady and the . . ."
"Ha ha, very funny," Sally said sarcastically. "For your information I'm going on a date tonight. Well, I was. I don't know if I am anymore. I have nothing to wear."
"Sally, you have a date? I didn't know you dated."
"Yeah, I was going to go on a date, but as I've said, I have nothing to wear."
"Here you can borrow something of mine. I'll pick out the perfect outfit for you. I have a date tonight too, but Chris and I are going to a poetry reading. So we don't have to dress up. OK, so you need the prefect outfit. Where are you and your date going?"
"Out to dinner, then for a walk in the park." Sally sounded nervous.
"Aww! OK, so not too fancy, yet classy. Hmm. Aha! I have the perfect thing!" Fallon pulled out a black dress. It had spaghetti string straps and it was a little shorter than knee length. Sexy, yet classy, Sally thought. Fallon then pulled out some pantyhose and some black heels. "Sally, put the dress, pantyhose, and shoes on. I'm going to do your hair and make up." Fallon applied a soft shade of blue to Sally's eyelids and tinted her lips a soft hue of pink. She then brushed out Sally's long, deep red hair and straightened it. "Finished. I have to go now; I'll talk to you later. You look lovely!"
"Thanks Fal!"
"No problem. See you later." Fallon ran out the door and shut it behind her.
Sally gazed into the mirror. That's me, she told herself. Wow, I really am beautiful.
MEEOW! The doorbell rang. Sally answered it. After she opened the door Jack stood there in awe of Sally's beauty. His mouth hung open. Sally giggled. "Hello," she said softy.
"You look beautiful." Jack said, voice quivering. And with that they walked to the restaurant. It was called Chez Shadow. After they were seated and ordered Jack said, "So, what are you interested in?"
"I love fine arts." Sally replied.
"Me too!" Jack smiled.
"Really? I'm more into photography."
"Yeah, I like the drawing aspect."
"That's so cool." Sally sipped her water.
Jack just smiled. About an hour and a half later, they knew each other very well and left the restaurant to take a walk in the park. "So." Jack said and glanced at Sally. "Are you cold?"
"Just a little." Sally shivered. She glanced at Jack, who then handed her his torn, black jacket and put his arm around her. Sally smiled. "Thank you," she whispered.
"So Sally, tell me about your dating life. A beautiful rag doll like yourself must have a lot of boyfriends."
"No. I'm not really into dating, honestly. I only accept offers to dates if I know I'll like the person. So far, you're the only person with an offer I've accepted. You think I'm a stalker now, right?"
"Not at all!! I'm the first? No way. I'm flattered! Why me?" Jack stared intensely at Sally.
"Because." she trailed off. "Let's go on that bridge over there." She pointed to the moonlit bridge over the stream in the park.
"OK," Jack said. As they started to walk he continued, "But you didn't answer my question." They now stood on the top of the bridge. He looked into Sally's beautiful emerald eyes. They were like deep pools of beauty.
"Because I know I'd like you. My heart told me so." She blushed and looked down.
Jack put his thin finger under her chin and brought it up. He gently kissed her and she tilted her head. "Well, I just did what my heart told me to do too." He smiled. Sally wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his again, this time for a real kiss; again and again.
Jack brought Sally home to her apartment.
"Well, this is where a beautiful, enchanting night comes to an end." Sally said.
"I guess so." Jack gazed into her eyes. "Have a good night and sweet dreams."
"I will." Sally pulled him close for one quick kiss and smiled. "Good bye." She slipped something into his coat pocket and closed the door gently.
Jack looked at the paper (discovering it was her phone number) and left.
Sally walked into the room and saw Fallon curled up in her armchair with a poetry book and a warm mug of hot cocoa.
"How did it go?" Fallon asked excitedly.
"Absolutely wonderful!" Sally said. With that, she closed her bedroom door, lay down in her bed, and basked in her dreams of the wonderful night. Hopefully, there will be another night like it.