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Holly sighed as she walked towards Halloween Town Hall. Jack had apparently called for a very important meeting about something, and demanded that everyone be there. It took practically the whole day for Holly to get away from Christmas Town. Her father had called her because of some problem they were having. Some of the elves were freaking out because they thought they saw something moving around town creepily. It didn't help that a lot of things went missing, like one of the elves' snowmobiles and a christmas tree.

Holly shrugged it off as the elves just misplacing them and just seeing things, but her family believed otherwise and were a bit on edge now.

The white-haired woman entered the hall and went over to Sally, who, once again, poisoned Dr. Finklestein to escape. The two climb up onto Hangman's Tree, who didn't mind his new occupants, as Jack entered the room.

"Settle down everyone! I want to tell you about, Christmas Town!"

And, immediately, Holly frowned, wide-eyed, "Oh dear…."

The mayor shined a spotlight onto the pumpkin king, who began his story, "There were objects so peculiar, they were not to be believed. All around, things to tantalize my brain. It's a world unlike anything I've ever seen, and as hard as I try, I can't seem to describe like a most improbable dream." Jack began to walk away from the podium, towards a rope that controlled the curtains, "But you must believe when I tell you this, it's as real as my skull and it does exist. Here, let me show you!"

The skeleton pulled the rope to reveal a little set-up he made with everything he 'borrowed' from Christmas Town. The entire room let out a gasp of amazement, even Sally. The only one who didn't was, of course, Holly, who had realized that Jack was the one the elves saw, and she worried what might've gotten into that thick skull of his. For all she knew, he was planning something that would ruin everything!

Jack help up a wrapped box, "This is a thing called a present. The whole thing starts with a box."

"A box? Is it steel?" The devil asked.

"Are there locks?" The werewolf asked.

"Is it filled with the pox?" The harlequin inquired eagerly.

"A pox? How delightful a pox!" The devil remarked happily.

"If you please," Jack cut in, wishing to continue his presentation, "Just a box with bright colored paper, and the whole thing's topped with a bow."

But then the witches flew up for a closer look, "A bow?"

"But why?"

"How ugly!"

"What's in it?"

"That's the point of the thing, not to know!" Jack tried to explain, but the tear-away face clown used a claw to take the present.

"It's a bat!" He guessed.

"Will it bend?" The snake-fingered monster asked.

"It's a rat!" The clown guessed again.

"Will it break?"

"Perhaps it's the head that I found in the lake" The fish woman commented.

Jack, starting to get annoyed with them for cutting him off constantly, took back the present, "Listen, now, you don't understand. That's not the point of Christmas Land. Now pay attention," He moved to the other side of the stage and presented a red stocking, "We pick up an oversized sock, and hang it like this on the wall."

Then Mr. Hyde came up, "Oh yes, Does it still have a foot?" Medium Hyde came out of his hat, "Let me see, let me look!" And then, Small Hyde popped out of MH's hat, "Is it rotted and covered in gook?"

"Uh, let me explain" Jack said, starting once more, "There's no foot inside, but there's candy, or sometimes it's filled with small toys!"

The two children in the back began talking, "Small toys? Do they bite?"

"Do they slap?"

"Or explode in a sack?"

"Or perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys!" The corpse child exclaimed from his father's shoulders.

"What a splendid idea! This Christmas sounds fun! I fully endorse it! Let's try it at once!" The mayor proclaimed, stumbling a bit from the platform above, hitting the spotlight, making it swing back and forth.

"Everyone, please, now not so fast!" Jack begged, "There's something here that you don't quite grasp!" But the crowd just continued to talk over him. This wasn't going as he had hoped.

Holly shook her head, unable but to feel pity for her friend and secret love. Sure he snuck around her home and stole some things, and was probably planning some sort of devious idea, but nobody here was understanding what he was trying to show them! They don't seem to get what Christmas is really about! Not even Jack! He seemed to think it was all about the presents and things you got, but that's not it at all!

Jack groaned quietly to himself, "Might as well give them what they want." At least Holly understands, seeing that she lives in Christmas Town. He made a note to himself to talk to her about helping him, "And the best, I must confess, I have saved for the last, for the ruler of this Christmas Land, is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice! Least, that's what I've come to understand. And I've also heard it told, that he's something to behold, like a lobster huge and red! When he sets out to slay with his rain gear on, carting bulging sacks, with his big, great arms. That is, so I've heard it said. And on a dark cold night, under full moonlight, he flies into a fog like a vulture in the sky! And they call him, Sandy Claws."

Holly started to frown as Jack began to make out her father as some type of monster. Where exactly was he going with this? How in the Holiday Towns did he come up with this idea of her papa?

The crowd, however, was cheering loudly as the curtains began to close, and Jack sighed, walking off stage, "Well at least they're excited, but they don't understand, that special kind of feeling in Christmas land. Oh well."

Holly hopped down from Hangman's Tree, and looked up at her ragdoll friend, "I'm going to find Jack. See you later."

"Bye" Sally waved, with a hidden twinkle in her eye. She couldn't wait till the two finally got together! She could just imagine what their children would look like! Wait….Jack's a skeleton….Oh well. They're still a cute couple!

~Skippy!~

Holly made her way up Jack's mansion, all the while cursing whoever built the place with so many stairs. She rang the creepy doorbell and waited a moment, before bursting into the home, "I'm home~!" It was an inside joke between them. You know what they say. Friends knock on the door and wait, while best friends barge into your house exclaiming they're back.

"Ah Holly! Just the girl I wished to see!" Jack said happily, not moving his eyes away from the book he was reading. She glanced around his main hall, eyeing all the garland and ornaments he hung around. She was happy he liked the holiday, but this seemed to be a bit much. It's two months til Christmas after all and he's already decked out the entire interior of his home...

"Uh-huh" She muttered mindlessly, fingering some of her namesake.

"How come you never told me about this wonderful holiday of yours?" He instantly inquired, moving about his home, "I wish I had found out about it sooner! Everything is so amazing!"

"Uh, yeah. Well, I just didn't know how you were going to take it. But I'm glad you like it" the white-haired girl replied, a bit hesitantly as Jack began to look through another book.

"What's there not to like? Tell me, is there a better way for me to explain Christmas to the town?" He asked hopefully.

"Oh, uh, well, I don't know exactly how. I usually just paint toys while my father and sister take care of the holiday. But, Christmas is about so much more than just presents and decorations. It's about being with your loved ones and the presents show the selflessness you feel when you think of them and-"

"Ah-ha!" Jack exclaimed, not really having listened to what she said as he held up another book, only it wasn't about Christmas. It was about the scientific method. "Sorry Holly, but I must go see Dr. Finklestein about this. I'll talk to you later!"

"But Jack!" However, he was already out the door and out of hearing. She sighed and, dejectedly, began to head back to Christmas Town, hoping that her friend didn't take his liking of Christmas too far.