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I don't owe anything do do with Nightmare before Christmas.

Chapter 9 part two

Barrel toddled behind Jack. Trying his best to keep up with the tall skeleton man, at some points Barrel was almost running trying to keep up with the pumpkin kings long steps.

Jack had noticed Barrel struggling to keep up, so he slowed down a bit. Zero had also decided to come into town with them, the loyal pet he was right at Jack's side, but every so often the ghost like dog would turn too Barrel, sharply keeping an eye on the child.

The youngest trick or treater took notice of Zero's warning glance. Hurt that the dog clearly didn't trust the little boy, Barrel stuck his tongue out at the dog to prove he wasn't scared of a little ghost. Barrel's action didn't set to well with Zero, the small dog got right in Barrels face growling and showing off all of his teeth.

"Hey," Jack said softly, turning around, "It's impolite to growl at people, Zero cut it out."

Zero gave Barrel one last warning glare before turning back to his beloved master. If only the dog could talk, he'd tell Jack how rude it was to stick your tongue out at someone else, but the dog was also a little out of sorts to be perfectly honest. The little ghost like dog had spent the last couple days hiding in Jack's room, away from the three little terrors that invaded his home. Zero slept at the graveyard sometimes, so why couldn't Jack just send Lock, Shock, and Barrel there instead?

"Where are we going first Jack?" Barrel panted, still struggling to keep up with the pumpkin kings fast pace.

The master of fright stopped walking, and waited for the child to catch up, once he did catch up, Jack started to walk again, trying his best to stay at the same paste as Barrels tiny steps.

"First to see the doctor," Jack said.

"I don't think the doctor likes me that much," Barrel said shyly with a little concern.

The master of fright thought for a moment, the last time he saw the doctor was when they had that town meeting about the ex boogie boys, and he was in a neck brace because of Lock, Shock, and Barrel, "Because of the wheelchair thing? Oh that was forever ago, I'm sure he's over it." Jack lied, remembering how angry the doctor still was over the incident at the meeting. Sure lying was wrong, but he didn't want to make the child feel bad over something that was in the past, and something he knew Lock and Shock most likely planned and Barrel simply just went along with. Jack didn't know much about the ex boogie boys, but he was almost positive any little pranks they pulled were never Barrel's ideas, he just followed the two.

"Is he still in a neck brace?" Barrel asked innocently

"Yes, I believe so," Jack almost whispered.

"Oh," Barrel said with no emotion in his voice.

Meanwhile...

Lock just finished puking once again. Sally carefully took the bucket from him, genitally setting it beside the bed. The rag doll patted his back softly trying to be comforting.

Lock rejected her lovely manner, and flinched away from her again, so Sally took notice and quickly stopped.

"Don't touch,cough cough cough me," The devil snarled in a weak voice.

"Sorry," Say said softly, and also sincerely, moving her hand away, "I'm just trying to help."

"Well I don't need your help," Lock growled. Right after he spoke his inside's kicked him once again and he was ready to hurl.

Quickly Sally placed the bucket in front of him, she watched the sick child throw up once again, she raised an eye brown thinking to herself, still don't need my help huh?

Once he was done Sally placed the bucket backdown, "Can I take your temperature?" She asked, not wanting to upset him again.

"No," Lock hissed, shaking his head, and crossing his arms.

"Lock," Sally said in the sweetest voice she had, "I know you don't want my help-"

"I don't need your help," Lock corrected cutting the rag doll off.

Sally sighed, "I just want you to feel better, that's-"

"Blame your, cough cough cough, stupid, cough, boyfriend, he's the one that, cough cough cough made me work outside, cough cough, yesterday."

"Well," Sally said trying to think of what to say to get the child to listen to reason, "I'll blame whoever you'd like me to, so it's Jack whose at fault for all this is it?"

"Jacks and, cough cough cough, the Mayors fault," Lock grumbled.

"Okay," Sally said calmly, "Why is the Mayor at fault, if you don't mind me asking."

Lock sat up a little straighter in bed, actually a little happy somebody was finally listening to his side, "The Mayor has called me, Shock, and Barrel brats a billion times, and does Jack say or do anything about it, no! Cough cough cough, but when we decided to give the Mayor a taste of what he's been dishing out, we all get punished for it." Lock scowled, "What does it matter, you're going to take Jacks side any way's, like everyone else does."

Sally couldn't help,but give him a sympathetic look. It was obvious his feelings were actually hurt. The rag doll supposed since the ex boogie boys were almost always acting up no one ever really took the time to see their side of the story, and it wasn't fair to just overlook their feelings when they did something wrong, they had the right to be listened to and explain themselves. They probably never talked to Jack about this because they just assumed he didn't like them, which wasn't true at all.

"No, no I see your point and I understand," Sally said sincerely.

Lock eyes lite up a little bit, but he was still a little skeletal, "You're just saying that."

Sally shook her head, "No I'm not, your voice and feelings are important to me."

"Really?" Lock raised an eyebrow, not convinced.

"Really," Sally nodded, giving him a small grin.

"Oh how nice," Lock sneered, "Now get out of my room and leave me alone," He said bitterly.

Sally's face fell completely confused, and a little hurt. So Lock explained, "You said my voice and feelings are important, so I'm telling you with all my voice and feelings to-to-" He got ready to vomit again, so quickly, Sally placed the bucket under his chin.

Sally looked at the child weakly, his stubbornness was going to make for a long day...

Meanwhile...

Jack, Barrel and Zero just arrived to doctor Finkelstein manor. Barrel chased after Jack and Zero up the steps. Once Jack got to the door he waited for Barrel to catch up.

"Would you like to ring the doorbell?" Jack happily asked.

Barrels face lite up, Lock and Shock would never let him do that. He nodded excitedly.

The master of fright couldn't help, but smile at the fact something so simple as ringing the doorbell brought a child so much joy. He lifted Barrel up so he was able to reach.

Quickly, like someone was ready to pull it before he could, Barrel snatched the rope to the doorbell and pulled. He yanked on it three times before hearing doctor Finkestein call from the inside,

"The door is open!"

The pumpkin king set Barrel back on the ground before opening the door.

"Doctor!" Jack yelled happily when entering the home.

Barrel tried his best to hide behind the skeleton man, which failed miserably, why did Jack have to be so skinny any ways?

"Jack Skellington!" The doctor announced happily, from upstairs, "What do I owe the pleasure?"

The pumpkin king began to walk upstairs with zero still at his side, Barrel jogged behind them.

"I need a favour," Jack said, now upstairs, Barrel only a couple steps away.

"Of course!" The doctor said brightly, "Anything at all my boy," The doctors gaze turned to the much small skeleton boy, attempting to shyly hide behind the master of fright, "And who do we have here?"

Jack looked down at Barrel, with one hand gently pushing the boy in front of the doctor, "You know Barrel," The pumpkin king said brightly, inside praying the doctor wasn't still angry.

"Why yes I do, he's one of the three little monsters that put me in this hideous neck braces," The doctor griped, still narrowing in on the youngest trick or treat. Yep he was still mad.

Barrel scuffled his feet, struggling to look up at the doctor, "I thought the neck brace made you look younger," He muffled shyly. Barrel cursed himself for saying something so stupid, what a dumb thing to say! He thought to himself.

The doctors sniff angry face had actually turned into a little bit of a smile, he even laughed a little bit, "Do you really think so?" He said, totally flattered, "I actually made this new potion that I started using when I got this brace, it's supposed to take years off my face, maybe that's what you noticed," Barrel just nodded, so the doctor went on, "Well this is wonderful news, I didn't think it was working at first, but if you notice, then it must be working." He looked up at Jack, "What do you think Jack?"

"I think you look fanatic!" The pumpkin king said cheerfully, "Definitely see a difference!" Jack might have seen a little difference, now that he looked.

Zero even barked excitedly, wagging his tail.

"Well then," The doctor said brightly, "What kind of favour can I do for you gentlemen today?"

Jack explained the situation, and within minutes the doctor gave Jack exactly what would be needed to help Locks paining stomach. The pumpkin king thanked the doctor, and the doctor was even nice enough to give Barrel a lollipop, Jack never saw the doctor in such a good mood.

"You make sure Jack, to tell Sally to stop by soon!" The doctor called, while Jack, Zero, and Barrel were walking down the driveway.

"Well do! And please come visit us any time, it would be a pleasure to have you," The pumpkin king happily called back, "Thanks again!"

The doctor waved once more before closing the door.

"He's really nice," Barrel said, happily licking away at his colourful lollipop.

Jack smiled down at the child, "Does this mean no more toying with the parts in his wheelchair?"

Barrel shyly nodded.

"Good," Jack said brightly. Only time could tell if Barrel would keep to his word.

Meanwhile at home Sally was trying to reason with Lock, to allow her to help him, but he didn't budge.

"Get out of my room!" The sick child demanded.

"I'll leave just as soon as you promise me you won't get out of bed again," Sally said softly. Earlier she had left him in his room by himself for five minutes just to clean the bucket, and when she returned, he was standing at the top of the staircase puking.

"You're not the boss of me lady!" Lock snarled, in a weak voice.

After the staircase incident, it took everything Sally had to place Lock back into bed, he protested that he didn't need anyone's help, and he was going to go to town hall and demand the tree house back, so he could take care of himself there. The rag doll feared if she left him alone again he'd try to get out of bed again, and he needed to rest, or his flu was only going to get worse.

"Lock," Sally said as genitally as she could, "You need your rest, it'll only get worse if you don't take it easy."

"Go away!" Lock barked, throwing a pillow at Sally.

Luckily the unsteady rag doll manged to catch the pillow. She carefully placed it on the ground, and looked at Lock, "Please just relax, you don't want to throw up again, do you?" Her voice was as sweet as ever, but it still wasn't enough to breakthrough Locks stubbornness.

"I said go away!" He growled, now throwing his second pillow at her.

Sally managed to dodge it, almost tripping over herself when she jumped out of the way, "Lock," She said, trying to steady herself, "Please, just calm down, you will upset your stomach again."

Having nothing else to throw, Lock just sat there giving Sally the worst look he could come up with. He hated her, didn't she get it?

The look was so terrible that Sally had a difficult time making eye contact with the boy, if looks could kill, Sally would have been dead by now.

What was she supposed to do, he refused to listen to her, and Sally didn't know how to make him listen. She didn't have the same affect or power Jack had on the ex boogie boys.

Finally she decided it was best to just give in to what he wanted, and just leave the room, if he tried to escape he wouldn't get to far any ways, and standing her screaming at her was only going to upset his stomach more. If there was a small chance he would actually stay in bed, Sally thought that would be her best bet.

"Okay," She said calm as ever, "I'll be downstairs, if you need anything at all, please just hollower and I will be right up, just please get some rest."

"Just please get some rest," Lock mocked, trying to sound like Sally.

The rag doll just sighed, before closing the door behind her. Hopefully he would listen to her, but she doubted it.

Sally went downstairs, and heard an odd sound from the kitchen, almost like pots and pans being bagged against the floor. The rag doll wobbled into the kitchen, to find out what on earth was going on.

When she looked, she almost wished she hadn't. She was horrified at what she saw, pots, pans, and everything else from the lower kitchen cupboards all ripped away from their places and scattered all over the floor!

Shock was ripping throw a cupboard, tossing Sally's baking dishes aside carelessly.

"Shock," Sally wailed, "What happened?"

The witch turned to the rag doll, "I got hungry." She said simply.

Sally was mortified, why didn't the child just come up stairs and tell her she was hungry? Sally would have gotten her a snack, "All you had to do was ask," The rag doll gasped, "Look at this terrible mess."

Shock just shrugged, "Not my fault I was hungry."

Sally sighed, "Well next time please just ask, and you can have whatever you'd like." The rag doll looked around again at the terrible mess, "Would you mind helping me put everything back?"

Shock just stuck her tongue at Sally and made a face, before racing out of the kitchen.

Sally just stood in the middle of the kitchen with her head in her hands, she wanted to just cry, how was she going to clean up this big mess, keep an eye on Shock, while taking care of Lock? If Jack were here, maybe he could have gotten Shock to clean everything back up, but Jack wasn't here, and Sally knew there was no possible way of getting Shock to actually listen to her, but Sally couldn't just leave her kitchen like this. What was she going to do?

"SALLY!" Shock screamed from what sounded like upstairs, "Lock needs you!"

Sally managed to rip her eyes away from the clutter, and rushed upstairs as fast as her unsteady body would allow her to go.

She opened the door, and rushed in the room, just to find Shock jumping on the bed, and Lock struggling to sit up right.

Sally was about to ask Shock to stop, when Lock threw a pillow at the rag doll, which knocked her unbalanced body over.

While the rag doll was struggling to get steady once again, Lock and Shock stopped what they were doing, and roared with laughter at poor Sally.

Unfortunately it was just too funny, and Lock felt the same feeling he felt many times this morning. He was going to be sick to his stomach once again, and with a speed Sally didn't even know she had in her, was able to be at his bedside soon enough with the bucket placed under his chin. She was about to pat his back again, but stopped herself, remembering he hated that.

Once he was finished puking, Shock started jumping on the bed again.

"Shock, could you maybe jump somewhere else, I think your upsetting Locks stomach by doing that." Sally said, kind as ever.

"Not until you give us what we want," Shock said, still jumping on the bed.

"What would you two like?" Sally asked sweetly.

"Sodas!" Lock announced excitedly, right after he spoke, he began to cough.

Pop probably wouldn't do to much damage to the sick child's stomach, but Sally also feared if she gave in to what they wanted it would turn into more of, if you give a mouse a cookie kind of game.

"I'll give you pop, if you promise," She turned her gaze to Shock, "Stop jumping on the bed, so Lock can get some rest," She then turned to Lock, "And as long as you promise to rest and try to get some sleep."

"Just bring us our soda's lady!" Lock ordered, throwing another pillow at Sally hitting her, but unfortunately for him, didn't knock her down.

Sally sighed, she had never felt so bullied before in her life, and by children for that matter. She was an adult, but she didn't have the slightness clue how to handle them. Honestly if she could, she just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, but she couldn't do that because, then Jack would come home, find out and think Sally couldn't look after the two of them, when in fact she really couldn't, but she didn't want Jack to know that. Why couldn't Lock and Shock respect her like how they respect Jack? Though at this point that question was impossible to answer.

The rag doll went downstairs to get the two children their drinks. After pouring to glasses of coke, she gazed down at the clutter she still had to clean up. In the middle of the kitchen floor she noticed one small wooden box, it wasn't what she thought it was, was it?

She hobbled over to pick the small box up, taking a peek inside. It was exactly what she thought it was. Deadly nightshade. Why Sally hadn't used deadly nightshade for months, when she lived with the doctor. Perhaps she could ... She turned and looked at the two glasses of pop. Oh no she couldn't! That would be wrong!

She slammed the little box closed again, about to set it down, until she heard what sounded like a shelf or dresser came crashing to the floor from upstairs.

She flinched at the terrible sound, then looked around at her kitchen, which was still a complete disaster. The rag doll slowly opened the little wooden box again, still shyly looking around the room. Lock did need his rest, and Sally was sure another little nap wouldn't hurt Shock.

Feeling like the worst person in all of Halloween town, Sally slipped the smallest amount of deadly nightshade into the two drinks, and without a second thought gave them to Lock and Shock, and both ex boogie boys drank every single drop...

Jack and Barrel went into town, Barrel had gotten a dirty look from almost everyone that noticed him, not that the youngest ex boogie boy noticed or cared, he was too focused on his lollipop. Jack had noticed though, and he couldn't help, but feel disappointment in the towns people. How could anyone hate a child?

Other than the dirty looks everything was going just fine. Jack just had to get one more thing from the stand the witches had, and then they could go home.

Jack was just making some small talk with a witch, before making his purchase.

Barrel had just finished his lollipop, and quickly became very board. Jack must have stopped and talked to at least ten people so far today, how does anyone have that much to say to so many different people? Barrel was restless, he wanted to be back at the manor already! It has been forever!

Barrel spun around restlessly in a circle to try to entertain himself. Well that was a horrible idea that Barrel soon regretted.

Being clumsy like he was with his deformed feet, the youngest trick or treater tripped over his owe feet, and mistakenly bumped into a table, filled with potions for sale, knocking every single bottle over.

"You little brat!" A witch shirked, "You ruined everything!"

Jack helped Barrel up, ignoring the witch and quickly looking over the child to make sure he was unharmed by the fall.

"First he breaks our arms and legs! Now he's trying to sabotage our business!" The shorter witch screamed.

"It was an accident!" Barrel cried, looking right at Jack.

"It always is!" The taller witch hissed, storming over to the youngest ex boogie boy.

Jack saw the sincerity on the child's face, out of the three ex boogie boys Barrels was always the easiest to read, the master of fright knew he really didn't do this one on purpose.

The pumpkin king stood up straight and turned to the two furious women, "I'll pay for what was lost," He said softly, getting out his wallet.

"Twenty five licks with a cow whip should do it," The smaller which snarled, staring right at Barrel.

Barrels eyes grew three times bigger, and his face was covered in terror from what he just heard. He backed away slowly, they wouldn't really do that to him, would they?

"Here you are" Jack said genitally, trying to clear the air, by giving the witch more than enough money to cover the damages, "I do apologies for all of this. We'll just be on our way now, come along Zero," Jack turned to Barrel, who was now a safe distance away, "Come along Barrel," Jack said, reaching a hand out to the boy.

Barrel slowly and cautious approached the pumpkin king, eyeing the two annoyed women nervously.

Jack grabbed a hold of the child's hand and smiled lightly, guiding Barrel out of the market area, and making sure he didn't break anything else. Barrel didn't protest at all, he felt like to big of an idiot at this point. He went with Jack today in hopes of getting on his good side, and what did he manage to do? Break a lot of stuff, make Jack pay for it, and now Jack probably hates him even more.

Once they finally got out of the market area, the master of fright looked down at the child, "You have to be more careful," He said, freeing Barrels hand from his light grip.

The youngest ex boogie boy looked up at the tall man, "It really was an accident," Barrel explained helplessly.

"I know that," Jack said softly.

"Are you mad?" Barrel asked nervously.

The master of fright shook his head, "No of course not, accidents happen, and all we can do is learn from them and move on, okay?" He had a warm smile on his face, just to prove to Barrel he really wasn't angry with him.

"Okay," Barrel said shyly, giving the pumpkin king a small smile back. Maybe, just maybe Jack didn't hate him as much as he thought.

When Jack, Zero, and Barrel got home, Sally had just finished cleaning everything up, her nerves were finally calmed down, about an hour ago she tucked a sleeping Lock in bed, and she manged to place a sound asleep Shock on the couch. Sally even tucked a pillow under the little girls head, and gave her a blanket. If nobody knew any better they would think Sally had everything under control to begin with.

Barrel swung the door open, happy to finally be back at the house. Town was just so boring!

He rushed in threw the front door, only making it as far as the entry way mat, when he heard Jack call behind him.

"Wipe off your feet, please."

Without any fuss at all, Barrel obeyed the pumpkin kings order's and wiped his feet on the mat before going any further in the house.

"Thank you," Jack said, finally getting in the door, with a brown paper bag filled with stuff, and with Zero at his side.

Zero floated up into the ceiling, retreating back to Jack's bedroom.

The youngest ex boogie boy bolted upstairs as well, just as Sally came stepping out of the kitchen.

"Sally!" Jack said excitedly, he was away from her far too long.

Sally gave Jack a small smile, "Jack," She said in her softly voice, "Where's Barrel?"

The pumpkin king kicked off his shoes, "He just went upstairs," He said brightly, now walking toward the kitchen.

Sally stepped out of his way, and followed him in the kitchen, "How was the doctor?" The rag doll asked.

"He was wonderful!" Jack said, much to Sally's surprise, "He just adored Barrel," The pumpkin king praised.

The rag doll raised an eyebrow, "Really?" She asked, strange, the last time she spoke to her creator he was still furious over the wheelchair incident caused by the ex boogie boys.

"Oh yes, he was quite taken by the boy," The master of fright said proudly, "The doctor also mentioned that he'd like you to stop and visit sometime very soon."

"I'll have to do that," Sally said, now leaning against the kitchen counter.

Jack set the paper bag on the counter beside Sally, "Here is Locks medicine, is he feeling any better?"

Sally took the small purple bottle, "He was throwing up a lot, but he's sleeping now." The rag doll tried not to cringe when she spoke, it was best that Jack didn't know how or why Lock and Shock had fallen asleep.

"Good," Jack said brightly, "The doctor said to give him a tablespoon after supper."

Sally nodded, "Alright," She almost whispered, gazing down at the little bottle, Lock taking medicine? Now that was a scary thought...

Shock had awoken, and Sally just explained to her that after she drank her soda she fell asleep on the couch again, which surprisingly, Shock actually believed.

For the rest of the day Shock and Barrel just sat in the living room watching movies Jack had given them to watch, which to the two ex boogie boys surprise were pretty amusing.

Lock had stayed asleep until before supper, so Sally made him some soup. It was just a thrill for the rag doll when the child didn't argue with her, and actually ate his meal.

After suppertime thought, was when the fun was really going to begin. Getting Lock to take his medicine...

Jack stepped into Locks room, close behind Sally with the small purple bottle in one hand, and her baking tablespoon in the other.

The pumpkin king took a seat on the bed beside the sick child, "Are you feeling any better?" Jack asked softly, placing his bony hand on Locks forehead.

The devil boy slapped Jack's hand away and crossed his arms, "I am doing fine!" Lock snarled, "Now go away."

The master of fright gave the sick child a small smile, "Now, now, we'll get out of your hair after you take your medicine."

Locks eyes flickered over to Sally, watching her carefully pour some purple disgusting goop in a massive spoon.

"No way!" Lock growled, "I'm not taking any of that stuff."

"Just plug your nose, and you won't taste a thing," Sally suggested sweetly, "It'll help your stomach, I promise."

The Lock eyed the purple bubbling goop, "It'll make me throw up more," He grumbled.

"Just trust us," Jack said, trying to calm the boy down.

Lock refused to listen though. He kept his mouth closed shut, and shook his head.

The master of fright sighed, of course it this couldn't be easy, Lock was incapable of making anything simple.

"Sally, may I just speak to you out in the hallway." Jack said, gesturing to the door.

Without question, Sally followed.

Jack lightly closed the door when they got out in the hallway, "Now," He whispered, "When he opens his mouth, as quick as you can, give him the medicine."

"How are you going to get him to open his mouth?" Sally whispered.

"I just will," Jack said confidently, with his hand on the doorknob, "You will see." He winked at his beloved rag doll, before entering Locks room again.

The pumpkin king stopped, in front of Locks bed, Sally stood right beside Jack.

Lock still had his arms crossed, and his mouth closed shut.

Jack gave him a smile, "Lock, can you take your medicine now?"

Lock just shook his head.

"Alright," Jack said, a little to calmly.

It was strangely quiet for a couple seconds.

Jack turned away for a moment, and Lock watched him carefully, what was he up to?

Just then the master of fright turned back around looking right at the child, making the most terrifying face the pumpkin king could make, with a shrill growl to go with it.

Lock was horrified at the sight, and forgetting that he vowed to keep his mouth shut, without even giving it a thought, was about to scream at the scary face in front of him, but before a signal sound came out, the worst taste he had ever tasted in his young life filled his mouth, and without thinking swallowed it whole.

Sally and Jack watched Lock cough and gag at the horrid taste of medicine, Jack lifted his hand from his side up slightly, and Sally gave him a light high-five. The couple had won this round.

I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, please tell me what you thought, I love reading reviews! Also I will try to update sooner, I just knew where I had to finish this chapter, and it took a lot longer then I thought, but I really hope it was worth the wait. Anyways enjoy your weekend everyone!