Disclaimer: I do not own Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas or L. Frank Baum's or the MGM classic, The Wizard of Oz. Wish I did.
Author's Note: Please read and review. That is how my story gets posted. Also, I do not know what goes on in planning a wedding, but I put it in how I think it goes. Anyone can correct me if I am terribly wrong. I might upset some Sally fans and you now have been warned. A mention of The Wizard of Oz (very slight crossover?).
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" I think green would look nice here, oh and a lighter green behind that. What do you think?"
Sally looked at the photos of the Town Hall and she was exasperated. How could a simple wedding, with a few knick knacks here and there, cost so much money? She knew if she went along with the planner, it would look spectacular but what about Jack? How would he like it? "I think we are getting too complicated to be honest. I mean, Jack and I want to be married, we don't want to be overly distracted with these things…but that is what I think."
Aurora sighed with annoyance. How could they have a wedding with a stiff like her? "Do you want to look at some of the photos of my other weddings that I did? Just to give you an idea?"
"Sure." She looked at them and she could not believe what she saw. She saw chapels with yards of fabric covering the floors and the walls, she saw a cakes that looked like a sculptures and she saw reception halls with funky doodads that boggled her mind. She came upon a few photos that puzzled her. "Whose wedding was this?"
"Oh, that was Dorothy's wedding. She looked so beautiful that day, but her taste is very plain. I still can't believe she married a stuffed man. Of all the people she picked him. I still don't know if it is a him."
The photos of Dorothy's wedding were simple. They had all but three colors; yellow for straw, white for purity and green for the Emerald City. Now I know that may sound nasty, but it looked great. This is what Sally wanted. Just not in those colors. "Can I have something like this, only in black, white and a very dark green?"
Aurora smirked. "Of course you can. Now, do you wanted set up the same way? Like do you want the black in the background and the white in front and the green as little decorations?"
"Um, well I was thinking, since my dress is in black, the flowers could be an ivy and nightshade and the fabric on the walls could be a very dark black, with green as the background. You know, like, um, snakes that they threw at us when we were kids playing haunted mansion. But I don't know."
"Listen, we have been here for over three hours and we still can not find common ground. How about if you bring Jack in?"
Sally thought about that for a moment then shook her head. He would go overly romantic with the stuff and it would take years before he got it right. But maybe, just maybe, he would go with something simple. After all he said, "It does not have to be perfect.". "Okay. I will get Jack to help us. Is tomorrow night okay? I have to go for a dress fitting at three."
Aurora smiled to herself, "That will be perfect.".
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Aurora walked to her "house" that she had rented. She felt terrible. It's not that she did not want to kill Sally but she didn't want to hurt Jack either. She could not help it. She loved Jack, more than life itself, but what happens when the person you love, gives his love to a stupid, ignorant person like Sally? Sure, she saved Halloween Town and Christmas Town, and probably, Jack from himself, but she did not do anything special. But how could Jack love an Oogie 'supporter'?
She could not defeat him, and even if she wanted to, she was a slave of Oogie and that was that. Sure she could have escaped, but what was the point? She'd be captured and tortured again for disobeying him and it was terrible. One time, it was so bad, she could not open her eyes or speak or even walk for five days. She was on the floor, with all the bugs and, worst of all, Oogie saying: "See, if you did not run away, you wench, you would not be in this position, would you?", him laughing it all up. How she hated him, but in a sad, macabre way, she respected him. Still, he is more quiet now, but twice as deadly. I guess when you have been at the mercy of a thread, you realize that you have to play the game with smarts and slickness, she thought.
When she got "home", she kicked off her shoes and flopped on her bed. She had a picture of Jack, in his usual pose; arms crossed with his fingers in different positions. Aurora smiled and said to the picture: "Well Mr. Jack Skellington, it seems that your little rag doll is playing right into my hands. Soon we will be together my love, even if I have to kill for it." Her smiled stayed on her face all night and had a dream that one day, it would be Aurora Skellington on Jack's arm.
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"Oh Jack, I have a bad feeling about this planner. I think she might be a…vampire." She looked at Jack's back while he was making some tea; she was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Hmm…is she a good planner? Does she have any qualifications?" Jack said, sitting down and handing her a cup of spider-mint tea.
"Yes, she is probably the best in the business. Amelia said don't worry, but I can't help to worry. I mean she has fangs! Do you want a person with fangs planning our wedding?"
Jack thought about this. He smiled because he had an unusual attraction to girls with fangs.
"Jack!", she slapped the table and he immediately snapped out of it.
"Yes I do want a person with fangs planning our wedding because they are artistic people and have a nice vision of decorating.", which was probably true in most cases. "And when do I meet this vampire? I mean, I want to see what is going on. Can I at least pick the band to play at the reception?". He really wanted to be apart of this wedding, as much as he tried to hide it, he could not help but feel giddy and it showed.
Sally smiled. She knew he wanted a job, even if it was just picking out the band. "Of course Jack. And you get to see her tomorrow night at seven O'clock, here."
"I can't wait. But I say it is time to go to bed." He winked at Sally and yawned. He walked up the spiral steps near his porch, since his second floor was positioned in such a way that the stairs go up the middle of the floor. "You coming Sally?"
"Yes, but I want to clean up first." He nodded and went up the stairs. Sally hated a dirty house, more than she hated a vampire.
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