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Hey guys! I forgot a disclaimer for a while now, here it is:

Disclaimer: I do not own The Nightmare Before Christmas...Tim Burton does. I do own Jake, Sam, Suzy, Harry, and my favorite cellmates; Spike, Tiff, and Spuds! This applies to all chapters.

Sam was asleep. It was now about four in the morning. The portal would close at six. If it closed and they were still in the Human World, they would be stuck until next Halloween.

Sam slept with her head on Sally's lap. Sally however, found sleep impossible. Her little bone baby was out there alone, she and Sam and Jack were locked up, and soon they would be stuck here.

Jack was fidgeting in his cell.

"Excuse me, Spike is it? I was wondering if you might have the time?" he asked politely. Spike laughed.

"Time is a meaningless measurement the establishment invented to keep us in line." he said darkly.

"I take it you don't have the time then?" Jack asked, looking down once more.

"No." Spike said plainly.

"Its four in the morning!" Spuds cried. Tiff, Spike, and Jack stared at him.

"Mashed potatoes!" Spuds yelled, then started rocking back and forth. The rest of the cell mates turned back to what they were doing.

"Tell me, Jack, what do you do when you're not dressed up like a human?" Spike asked out of the blue. Tiff and Spuds tuned in.

Jack was wide awake now. "What do you mean?" he asked. Spike shrugged. "Those are golf balls in your eye sockets." he said nonchalantly. Tiff's eyes widened, as did Spud's.

"No they're not!" Jack objected. Spike stood, walked over to Jack, and plucked a golf ball out.

"See?" he said, examining it. "I think I'm going to be sick..." said Tiff. "MASHED POTATOES!!" cried Spud in a frightened voice.

Jack tried to remain in control. "Spike, may I speak to you? Alone?" he added after Tiff got up. Spike and Jack walked to an unoccupied corner of the cell.

Jack spoke firmly. "Look Spike, its true, I'm not a human." Spike nodded. Jack was a bit confused. "Aren't you frightened?" he asked. Spike shrugged. "No offense, but I went to public school, I've seen worse." he said. "Anyway, do you know where holidays come from?" asked Jack.

"Pssst!" Sally sat up. What was that noise?

"Psssst! Mom!" Sally turned to the barred window to see Jake.

"Jake! You're okay!" she whispered frantically. Jake nodded.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

Jake was pulling something out of his pocket. "I'm busting you out if you'd be quiet." he said exasperately.

Sally figured she'd get him for that later. "Jake, how? You should go, get help from home." she said. Jake sighed.

"No time for that. Sunrise will be soon." He placed a small metal marble by the bars of the window. Sally frowned.

"Get away from the window, and plug your ears." Jake instructed, then ran off.

"Jake? What?" then the marble exploded. It clear blew the bars from the window.Sam woke abruptly. Jake reappeared.

"Okay, quick now, climb out the window!" he instructed.

"So you're telling me your the King of Halloween?" Spike asked skeptically. Jack nodded.

"Wow...to think, I shared a cell with the King of Halloween..." said Spike quietly. Jack scowled. "You better keep that a secret." he said firmly. "No prob Jack." said Spike. Then his memeory jogged.

"Hey! You're the same skeleton who ruined Christmas about ten years back?" he asked. Jack sighed.

"That was a one-time ordeal. And Sandy forgave me, now we're friends." he said queitly.

"Sandy?" questioned Spike. "Long story." said Jack.

Sam had already got out of the window. Jake was helping pull Sally up.

"Okay, now we go get dad, he's probably still talking to that cop." said Jake.

Sally frowned. "Jake, Jack's in jail." she said.

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