Chapter 7 is finished! Yay! Sorry it took so long everyone. I want to give everyone who reviews a huge thank you! I love reading them! I hope everyone enjoys chapter 7!
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Chapter 7
Sally was in the kitchen, cheerfully humming to herself while stirring up pancake batter, with zero curled under the table. Jack had left for town earlier that morning to pick up the new beds. He wanted to leave and come back as soon as possible, before the trio woke up, so it wasn't Sally's job to deal with the three of them all at once by herself. He might be the master of fright, but he wasn't that cruel.
The thought did though cross his mind to take them with him a little later, but he really wanted to surprise them, plus taking them with him, too town, well for some odd reason that just seemed like a horrible idea. He was sure if he brought just one with him it would be manageable, but three at once in a furniture store with an owner that hated them, would just add some unneeded stress to Jacks busy day.
The master of fright set the three new beds in his garage, he planned to bring them inside a little later today.
Sally had just finished making a ridiculously large amount of pancakes, and placed them on the kitchen table.
Jack came stepping in the kitchen right when Sally was setting the table.
"That's quite the stack of pancakes you have there Sally," Jack commented, with a wide grin.
Sally set the last plate at the table, "It's better to have more than less."
"I like your logic my dear," Jack said taking a seat at the table, "Everything looks wonderful! You worked far to hard on breakfast."
Sally took a seat across from Jack, "Not at all," She said shaking her head, "Pancakes are simple to make."
Jack took a pancake and slid it onto his plate, "Well my dear, from how delicious these look, to compare to anyone else making pancakes it would be the most challenging thing in the world to match yours.
"Why thank you," She said also placing a pancake on her plate. "Do you think Lock, Shock, and Barrel will be joining us for breakfast?"
"I'll go ask," The master of fright offered ready to get up.
"Oh no Jack," Sally said, jumping right out of her chair, "You showed them to the room last night and tucked Barrel in, it's only fair if I take my turn."
The pumpkin king was ready to protest, but Sally wagged a finger at him.
"I cooked the meal, I should be the one allowed to invite people to eat it," She raised an eyebrow and gave Jack a small grin.
Jack looked at her blankly for a moment, he supposed she was right, and he had nothing clever to say back to that, "Alright then," He said simply, ending they're short battle of politeness.
The rag doll wobbled her way upstairs and to the closed door of one of Jacks many guest rooms. She was just about to knock on the door, but remembered to take a quick deep breath, she didn't want to be upset, like she did the other night. It seemed as though Barrel was quite fond of her, but more than likely around the other two the youngest trick or treaters, he will refuse to admit that, which Sally understood. The rag doll just had to keep reminding herself that they knew nothing about her really, and had no real reason to dislike her. Sally's intentions were too only be their friend and nothing else, and it was their issue if they rejected that, not hers.
She knocked lightly on the door. "Lock," She said softly, "Shock, Barrel, are you awake?"
"No." She heard what sounded like Shock snarled back, snickers from the other two followed.
"Well I made pancakes," Sally stammered shyly, "I was hoping the three of you would join us for breakfast."
Lock and Shock were ready to protest, while Barrel just sat on his bed waiting for them to answer her, secretly he was hoping they would agree.
Lock was ready to reject the rag dolls genius offer, but his growling stomach cut him off.
"Fine," The tiny devil snapped back, "We'll be down stairs in 10 minutes."
Shock clinched her tiny fists together, angry that Lock would agree. He hated Jack and Sally just as much as she did. Some leader of the group, he was an idiot!
"Lock!" Shock hissed ready to argue with her friend.
He turned to look at her, a mix of defeat, restlessness, and annoyance on his face, "What?"
"How could you..." Shocks growling stomach cut into her sentence.
Lock raised an eyebrow, tapping his foot wait for a response, "How could I ... what?"
"Say ten minutes!" She stuck her nose up, while picking up her dress and hat from the floor. "Moron."
Lock had his mouth open ready to answer, but was interrupted by Barrel.
"Dibs on the bathroom!" He called rushing out the door.
Lock and Shock both snapped their attention to the youngest trick or treater.
"You don't get dibs!" Shock yelled chasing after him.
Lock snatched his clothes up and followed the other two, "Neither of you get dibs! I do!"
Barrel managed to reach the bathroom first, but with Lock and Shock right on his heels. He slammed the door shut, locking it as soon as possible. Lock and Shock rammed right into the door, and fell backwards on the floor.
The youngest ex boogie boy couldn't help, but giggle after hearing the other two run into the door, "And they think I'm the dumb one" He snickered to himself.
The two older trick or treaters soon recovered, and began banging on the door and yelling.
"Just wait until you open that door," Lock threatened.
"I'm going to knock your head off!" Shock yelled.
"Youngest first." He called back to them, while quickly getting ready.
Lock stopped hammering on the door, "That means I'm next," He said proudly.
Shock paused from pounding at the door, and turned to Lock, "No I'm next!" She shouted.
"I'm six, your seven, youngest first, oldest last."
"Middle kids don't count," Shock explained, "No one cares about the middle kid."
Locks face became almost as red as his hair, and he clenched his fists together, now getting in Shocks face, "Tall stupid girls go last," He growled.
"Ladies first," She mocked.
"Your no lady! You're a moron!"
Shocks face became just as red as Locks, and she also clenched her fists together.
Barrel pecked behind the door, but the two ex boogie boys didn't even notice. A fight was ready to break out, and though he loved to watch Lock and Shock duke it out on each other, he thought it would be best to take his chance and sneak away before they both teamed up and started whaling on him.
Barrel crept pass them and ran for his life downstairs, before they noticed he was already gone.
The skeleton like boy wobbled into the kitchen, he took the same seat he sat in the other night, with a plate already set in front of him. Sally happily pasted him the plate of pancakes, and he grabbed two and plopped them on his plate. He reached for the syrup and drowned his food in it.
He ate as though he hadn't eaten in weeks.
Jack sitting at the table, now with his coffee and reading the paper, pecked up at the small child.
"Where are the other two?" He asked before taking another sip of his coffee.
"Fighting over the bathroom," Barrel said with a mouth full of food.
Jack set his coffee down and folded up his paper, "Barrel would you please go upstairs for me and tell them their breakfast is getting cold?"
Barrel looked terrified at such a request, "But they said they would knock my head off."
Sally who was just finishing her meal looked at Barrel, "Now why would they say such a terrible thing?" She asked softly.
"Because he took the bathroom first!" Shock hallowed, storming into the kitchen.
"And slammed the door in our faces!" Lock growled, following Shock.
"You were chasing me!" Barrel said, defending himself.
"Well now we're really going to knock your head off!" Shock threatened.
Barrel squealed in fear leaping from his chair ready to take off. Lock and Shock ran towards the small boy, but came to an instant stop from Jack extending his right arm.
"Enough of that," The pumpkin king yawned, still blocking Lock and Shock from Barrel, "The three of you sit down and just eat your breakfast, it's getting cold."
"But he started it!" Lock pointed to Barrel.
"Did not!" Barrel called back.
"Did too!" Shock argued.
"I don't care who started it, I'm finishing it, so all of you take a seat and eat your breakfast, and no more of this nonsense," Jack said, in a more stern voice. It was too early in the morning to listen to such childish bickering.
Barrel returned to his seat at the end of the table beside Sally. There were two empty chairs between where Sally sat on the side, and where Jack sat at the end of the table.
Shock took a seat right beside Sally, and Lock took a seat between Shock and Jack.
Jack eyed the trio to make sure everything was now fine, once everything seemed to be okay, he unfolded his newspaper again, and sipped on his coffee.
Sally had also watched the trio carefully also, to make sure everyone was calmed down and happy. Once she decided the air was completely clear, she smiled and sipped on her tea, and flipped through her cookbook to try to find the perfect recipe for a chocolate cake she planned to make later today.
Barrel kept a sharp eye the other two for a moment, to make sure they weren't still mad at him, then didn't appear to be, so the youngest ex boogie boy continued to happily eat.
Everything seemed to be a perfectly peaceful morning, until Lock and Shock both reached for the plate of pancakes at the same time.
Both of them having a death grip on the plate like it was the only food they had to survive, both shooting deadly glares to one another.
"I call dibs first!" Shock said trying to pull the plate away from him.
"You don't get dibs!" He hissed, also trying to rip the plate from her grasp.
"Ladies first," Shock said holding her nose in the air.
"Your no lady!" Lock yelled.
"Oh yeah!" Shock barked
"Yeah that's why I can do this!" With his free hand Lock elbowed Shock right in the eye.
But that didn't even phase the young girl, with one hand she managed to punch the devil in the nose, and hauled of and kicked him from under the table. Lock had kicked back and throw punches back.
The table began to Shake, Sally dropped her book, trying to hold on to glasses and the good dishes to prevent them from toppling over.
"Lock, Shock," Sally said softly, but it was impossible to hear her over the ruckuses.
Barrel had watched in amusement, snickering to himself. Lock and Shock battles were always the best to watch, better then wrestling on TV.
Jack, had tried to ignore their little fight in hopes they would solve it themselves, without getting violent, but with this group that seemed next to impossible. Would they ever learn it would be much simpler to wait turns instead of fight to be first all the time?
"Lock, Shock, stop it!" Jack barked, stopping them before they broke something.
The two oldest trick or treaters listened to Jack's request instantly, both of them still had their death grips on the plate.
"Ladies go first," Jack said simply, which caused him to get a look from Lock.
"She's no lady!" Lock yelled, how many times did he have to repeat himself today?
"Just do it." Jack sighed, "Please."
Lock didn't look convinced, so Sally spoke up.
"I'm making chocolate cake tonight, if you give Shock the plate first, I'll give you the first piece of cake." She gave him a soft smile.
Lock thought about the offer for a moment, it seemed fair enough, but he was still allowing her to win for right now. He freed the plate from his grasp deciding he'd get his revenge later, his eyes beamed at the syrup, grinning to himself. He knew how he'd get his revenge.
he snatched the syrup, waiting for Shock to be done with the plate, when she looked to be done Lock ripped it out of her hands.
The pumpkin king watched them for a moment, once they looked to be calmed down, Jack continued with his newspaper. Sally went back to her cook book, smiling to herself. She couldn't help, but feel a jolt of happiness bubbling through her. She solved the bickering by herself, and in her book that was a reason to smile.
Once Lock selected his pancakes, we went to put the syrup on, barely tilting the bottle.
"Hurry up stupid!" Shock said, annoyed, he was only slowly putting the syrup on, on purpose.
"I had it first you're just going to have to wait," Lock mocked, still slowly putting the syrup on drop-by-drop.
"You can tilt your arm more you know, it might go a little faster," Shock said, tapping her fingers in annoyance on the table.
"I know how to put syrup on my pancakes."
"Then hurry up!" Shock barked.
"Shut up!" Lock yelled, trying not to grin. He was bugging her, and he loved that it was working.
Shock looked furious, "Times up!" She snarled, attempting to rip it from his hand.
Lock reacted quick and held it away from her with one hand, and holding her back with his other hand. He deviously laughed as he watched a raging Shock trying to throw punches at him. It was the perfect moment, nothing was better then getting on Shocks last nerve. Everything was great until he felt a much stronger grip rip the syrup away from him. Lock snapped his head around, ready to yell at whoever took it from him.
"Hey-!" He paused when he meant the gaze of an angry Jack Skellington.
Jack placed the bottle beside him, with his paper folded up once again. He just wanted to enjoy the morning at least, was that so much to ask for?
The pumpkin king picked up Locks plate, and placed it beside him at the end of the table.
"Lock, move your chair over beside me." Jack ordered firmly.
"She tried to grab it from me!" He hissed back, crossing his arms, refusing to move.
"You were the one trying to instigate," The pumpkin king said, still in a stern voice, "Now I won't ask again, come sit over here, or go upstairs without breakfast."
Lock narrowed in on Jack, he wasn't going to listen to him. Jack wasn't the boss!
"You can't make me." Lock talked back.
The master of fright wasn't going to fight with the boy, he had two choices, he could decide for himself, "One..." Jack said.
Lock crossed his arm and shook his head, he wasn't moving.
"Two..."
Lock scanned the master of fights face, he looked dead serous, he wouldn't really send him back to the bedroom hungry, would he? Why would anyone do that to a kid?
"Two-and a half..."
Lock heard his stomach growl, he didn't want to go back upstairs! This wasn't fair. He looked at Jack's face one more time, though his face stayed serous.
Jack opened his mouth to say three, Lock noticed and quickly jumped from his chair.
"Okay! Okay!" He said, now pulling his chair, "I'm moving relax!"
Shock and Barrel snickered as they watched Lock take a seat between Jack and the wall.
"Shut up!" Lock hissed, now sitting right beside the pumpkin king. He felt his checks get warm, this was so embarrassing, and unfair. Lock had gotten in trouble too many times to count, but never just him, and he hated it.
The master of fright picked up the syrup, "Tell me when to stop," He said, pouring it on the boys pancakes.
Lock pouted at Jack, he didn't even want to speak to him, until he noticed his pancakes almost floating in syrup, "Stop," He muttered under his breath.
Jack stopped, and pasted the syrup to Shock. He eyed the three children, Shock seemed to be happily eating, Barrel had reached for the plate of pancakes again, and Lock jabbed at his food still pouting, but at least he wasn't fighting with anyone. The master of fright took a big sigh of relief, Finally he could sit down, enjoy his paper, and his coffee, which by now was cold as ice. But at this point he did not care all he wanted was some peace and quiet, which he could finally have and enjoy.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
"JACK!" The mayors voice cried.
Everyone at the table, even Sally, watched the now extremely annoyed Jack set his coffee down and crinkle up his newspaper and toss it aside. The master of fright stormed out of the kitchen.
Lock turned his head to the others, mostly looking at Sally with a puzzled look.
"What's his problem?" He asked, just so innocently, Sally couldn't help, but give the devil boy an amused grin.
But when Shock also added on to his question, The rag doll couldn't hold back a small giggle.
"He must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed or something," Shock said.
"He looked as though he was ready to fight," Barrel said.
Lock rolled his eyes, "I guess some people, all they want to do is fight."
"Not us!" Shock said cheerfully.
Sally had to cover her mouth and it took everything she had not to burst out laughing...
I hope you really liked this chapter everyone. My next update might be chapter 7 and a half because there is still so much I wanted to write, but I thought it would be way to long. I hope none of you are getting board of this story, I love writing this story so I want to make sure you guys are all enjoying it. Please tell me your thoughts and feelings, I'd love to read them! I'll update soon promise! Have a good weekend everyone!