Hello again! Thank you for all of your great reviews!! I'll try to make
Lock his old mischievous self for this chapter, I don't want to let some of
my readers down ;-) My brother told me that Lock is the worst character of
the whole movie... ¬.¬ but I think he is wrong...don't you?
Although Lock's dream seemed short, it was already dusk by the time he woke up. He realized he was no longer alone in the house. The chatter of Shock and Barrel could be heard. They were fighting over something, but they seemed to fight more then they talked...that's why Lock liked them so much. He decided to go see what was going on with them.
Lock entered the kitchen just in time to see Shock tackle Barrel and start to strangle him. He decided to let them fight a little bit longer, he liked where it was going. Upon seeing that Lock had come into the room, Barrel kicked Shock off of him and smiled. "Lock! You're awake! We have something planned for you tonight!" But lock just gave him a puzzled look. "Yeah Lock," Shock said standing up and brushing off her dress, "This is the 15th year anniversary of being together! I thought it would be fun to let some giant scorpions loose in the Mayor's house, but this idiot here," She said pointing to Barrel, "wants to use alligators." Barrel looked at shock angrily, "Who are you calling an idiot!" he yelled hitting her with his mask. Lock was really enjoying this.
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In the end, they decided to go with the scorpions, they just didn't have a cage large enough for the alligator. Giant scorpions were rather large, but they were still smaller than an alligator.
Lock was feeling better as the night's events went on. Everything that was bothering him earlier was no longer even in his mind.
The trio giggled mischievously to them selves as they trekked toward the center of Halloween Town where the Mayor's house lay. A cool wind was blowing down from the hills sending a chill down Lock's spine. Barrel was helping him carry the large crate containing the scorpions while Shock was up ahead looking for any signs of a lurking civilian who may try to spoil their fun.
"What do you suppose the mayor will do when he finds a bunch of these in his bed? I bet he'll scream real loud!" Said Barrel patting the box after setting it down.
"Yeah," agreed Lock, "The only thing is, now that Oogie Boogie is gone, he won't be as afraid to confront us." Lock thought back to when the Mayor would wince at the very name. Now he just strutted around like he is the big bad boss of the whole town. This really bothered Lock, the Mayor could not even to begin to compare to Oogie Boogie. Lock heard that the only person he was ever able to scare was a little girl, and it didn't surprise him, Lock wouldn't be scared of that short plump thing of a "man" either if he was a human...
"Lock!" shrieked the shrill voice of Shock, wrenching him from his ill thoughts of the Mayor. "Don't just stand there! Help with the box!" She gave the box a good kick, causing the occupants inside to let out a hiss. "Honestly, I didn't think you could get anymore incompetent." Barrel and Lock let the insult slide; they wanted to focus their efforts on their prank.
After a moment of silence, they picked up the box and moved ever so quietly toward the window of the Mayor's bedroom. The scuffling of their small feet was covered up but the howl of the wind. This was another asset to Halloween town, there were so many other sounds, from the ever-prominent screams from the grave yard, to the soft music played by the dead quartet, this just made it all the more easy to sneak around.
There wasn't a single light on in the Mayor's house except for the dim glow of a candle inside a small pumpkin with a face slightly resembling that of Jack's.
"If I didn't know any better I would think that the Mayor was Jack's mother! He sure acts like it, I mean with all the time he spends with him, plus the way he talks about him all the time, 'Oh did you see the way Jack did this, and how he did that!'" Barrel giggled at his own joke, joined in by the laughter of Shock. Lock however did not join in. his attention had been averted from his friends upon seeing a pair or large blue eyes looking at him from the darkness that seemed to almost glow. Upon a closer look, they seemed to hold a look that resembled a deep sorrow. As soon as he went to alert his friends however, the mysterious eyes were gone as quickly as they came. Lock suddenly thought the worst. He thought he was going crazy, the girl in his dreams was now following him in his own town. 'No,' he thought to himself, 'it could have been anything after all this is Halloween Town.' He decided now was not a good time to think about it, they were just about to put the scorpions in through the window.
As quietly as they could, the trinity opened the window they were huddled under. Using quite a bit of effort, they lifted the box level to the opening.
"Ready...Set...PUSH!" Yelled Shock as the box was sent plunging to the floor of the bedroom, causing a tremendous crash that quickly woke the Mayor from his slumber. His face spun around to reveal the gray grimacing side.
"Wa- what was that? Who's there?" Stammered the Mayor. His eyes suddenly grew wide upon seeing the creatures advancing toward him. He screamed as one that had climbed over his head snatched off his nightcap. The screams continued as he saw one creep up over his covers, and another eating his fuzzy slippers. A forth scorpion was heading out of his room to the rest of his house. He jumped out of his bed and ran to his closet, being the only place the scorpions had not yet gone. The questions of the origin of the abominations were soon answered for him as he heard the maniacal high-pitched laughter ring out from somewhere in the night.
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Lock, Shock, and Barrel finally returned to their home rather late at night. Everything was so quiet around their home, it was almost as if everything was afraid to be near the old home of Oogie Boogie, fearing he could still be there, and could come out to get them while they slept. This was all just nonsense however, and only the more sensible residents of the town knew this.
"Wasn't that great?!" Bellowed Barrel, "Did you see the look on his face?" Chimed in Shock. "He's probably still in the closet crying!" Contributed Lock. They all tossed their heads back and laughed.
"Well I suppose we better get to bed now, we all need our sleep so we look well rested enough. I don't want to take the fall for this just yet." Shock always acted as if she was in charge, and Lock and Barrel just went along with it, although there had been some incidents where a fight had broken out due to her bossiness.
Once in his bed, Lock became hesitant to sleep, fearing the dreams would come again, but feeling as tired as he was, he figured he would sleep so heavy no dreams would come.
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A fire glowed brightly casting large shadows from everything the light touched. Sarah sat curled up next to her brother absorbing what little heat the fire would give, as a snow storm was raging outside. Their home had always been cold in the winter, but never was it as cold as it was that night. Lock was all Sarah had, they lived together in a one room shack with little more than a fire place and two cots with thin ragged blankets.
"Are you warm enough Sarah?" Asked Lock. His sister snuggled closer to him, he could feel the cold coming off of her. "I'm fine, really, but I guess I could stand to be just a little warmer." He could tell she was not being entirely truthful, he fingers felt like ice in his hands. "Sarah, you need more warmth, let me give you my blanket, your already sick as it is. I need you to get better."
"But what about you Lock? Won't you be cold too?" Sarah looked at him with concern; her blue eyes shimmered in the light of the fire.
"No I'll be fine. As long as I can keep the fire going I think I will be ok." He gave his sister a reassuring smile. "Now it's getting late, its time for you to go to bed."
"But I'm not sleepy yet!" She said while also trying very hard to stifle a yawn.
"Oh sure you're not! Come on now, you need your strength, so get some rest." Sarah gave a sigh, but did what she was told and went to bed. Lock just hoped he had enough wood to keep the fire burning.
He got up to tuck his little sister in bringing his own blanket from his bed to cover her. She was so young, so even the slightest cold could make her even sicker without proper warmth.
As the night went on, Sarah slept soundly as Lock tried his best to keep warm from the storm raging outside. The wood was in short supply and sleepiness was tearing at his eyes. He wished he could share the warmth that his little sister felt, but the cot was far too small for two people, and the ground was simply far too cold for them to lie on. Lock was out of ideas, and it was only 11:00 upon looking at the clock on the wall.
He felt so tired, and he needed heat, so he decided to curl up on his cot for just a little while, to rest his eyes. But to Lock's misfortune, he fell into a deep sleep.
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Sarah awoke feeling rather chilly and a lot better from her rest, but still better off then she would have been with just one blanket. She sat up in her bet and rubbed her eyes, but jumped right out of bed upon seeing her brother. His lips were a frosty blue, and there appeared to be black rings around his eyes, causing large bags under both. His face had turned almost as white as the snow on the ground. His breathing was very slow, the breaths were almost fighting to come out of his body. Despite how bad things looked, Sarah had always been optimistic; thinking that everything would be ok, she hurried over to her cot to grab the blankets and threw them over her brother, then shaking him, hoping he would wake. Slowly he opened his eyes.
"Sarah...why is it so cold...what time is it?" he suddenly tried to sit up, but realized he had no strength to do so. "I must have fallen asleep, so the fire went out!" He at cursed at his own mistake. A sudden wave weakness washed over him, in just speaking, he had tired himself.
Suddenly darkness started to fill of his senses. Everything was getting dark, and he felt dizzy, like he was spiraling down an endless pit. He called out to his sister, who quickly took his hand.
"Lock? What's wrong?" Se looked at him, her eyes shining, the darkness still had not covered them up, like they were fighting the darkness away. But soon they could not even keep the darkens away. Lock knew what was happening to him all to well. "I'm sorry..." He said to her, "But I don't think I can keep my promise...I love you Sarah..." That was the last thing lock ever got to say to his sister, the darkness had swallowed him completely.
Sarah's eyes became blurry with tears as she burst out crying. "Lock! Don't go! Please don't go!" Her jaw quivered, and her knees became weak, she fell over he brother, the sadness consumed her, it was a feeling of sorrow she had never felt before.
Although Lock's dream seemed short, it was already dusk by the time he woke up. He realized he was no longer alone in the house. The chatter of Shock and Barrel could be heard. They were fighting over something, but they seemed to fight more then they talked...that's why Lock liked them so much. He decided to go see what was going on with them.
Lock entered the kitchen just in time to see Shock tackle Barrel and start to strangle him. He decided to let them fight a little bit longer, he liked where it was going. Upon seeing that Lock had come into the room, Barrel kicked Shock off of him and smiled. "Lock! You're awake! We have something planned for you tonight!" But lock just gave him a puzzled look. "Yeah Lock," Shock said standing up and brushing off her dress, "This is the 15th year anniversary of being together! I thought it would be fun to let some giant scorpions loose in the Mayor's house, but this idiot here," She said pointing to Barrel, "wants to use alligators." Barrel looked at shock angrily, "Who are you calling an idiot!" he yelled hitting her with his mask. Lock was really enjoying this.
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In the end, they decided to go with the scorpions, they just didn't have a cage large enough for the alligator. Giant scorpions were rather large, but they were still smaller than an alligator.
Lock was feeling better as the night's events went on. Everything that was bothering him earlier was no longer even in his mind.
The trio giggled mischievously to them selves as they trekked toward the center of Halloween Town where the Mayor's house lay. A cool wind was blowing down from the hills sending a chill down Lock's spine. Barrel was helping him carry the large crate containing the scorpions while Shock was up ahead looking for any signs of a lurking civilian who may try to spoil their fun.
"What do you suppose the mayor will do when he finds a bunch of these in his bed? I bet he'll scream real loud!" Said Barrel patting the box after setting it down.
"Yeah," agreed Lock, "The only thing is, now that Oogie Boogie is gone, he won't be as afraid to confront us." Lock thought back to when the Mayor would wince at the very name. Now he just strutted around like he is the big bad boss of the whole town. This really bothered Lock, the Mayor could not even to begin to compare to Oogie Boogie. Lock heard that the only person he was ever able to scare was a little girl, and it didn't surprise him, Lock wouldn't be scared of that short plump thing of a "man" either if he was a human...
"Lock!" shrieked the shrill voice of Shock, wrenching him from his ill thoughts of the Mayor. "Don't just stand there! Help with the box!" She gave the box a good kick, causing the occupants inside to let out a hiss. "Honestly, I didn't think you could get anymore incompetent." Barrel and Lock let the insult slide; they wanted to focus their efforts on their prank.
After a moment of silence, they picked up the box and moved ever so quietly toward the window of the Mayor's bedroom. The scuffling of their small feet was covered up but the howl of the wind. This was another asset to Halloween town, there were so many other sounds, from the ever-prominent screams from the grave yard, to the soft music played by the dead quartet, this just made it all the more easy to sneak around.
There wasn't a single light on in the Mayor's house except for the dim glow of a candle inside a small pumpkin with a face slightly resembling that of Jack's.
"If I didn't know any better I would think that the Mayor was Jack's mother! He sure acts like it, I mean with all the time he spends with him, plus the way he talks about him all the time, 'Oh did you see the way Jack did this, and how he did that!'" Barrel giggled at his own joke, joined in by the laughter of Shock. Lock however did not join in. his attention had been averted from his friends upon seeing a pair or large blue eyes looking at him from the darkness that seemed to almost glow. Upon a closer look, they seemed to hold a look that resembled a deep sorrow. As soon as he went to alert his friends however, the mysterious eyes were gone as quickly as they came. Lock suddenly thought the worst. He thought he was going crazy, the girl in his dreams was now following him in his own town. 'No,' he thought to himself, 'it could have been anything after all this is Halloween Town.' He decided now was not a good time to think about it, they were just about to put the scorpions in through the window.
As quietly as they could, the trinity opened the window they were huddled under. Using quite a bit of effort, they lifted the box level to the opening.
"Ready...Set...PUSH!" Yelled Shock as the box was sent plunging to the floor of the bedroom, causing a tremendous crash that quickly woke the Mayor from his slumber. His face spun around to reveal the gray grimacing side.
"Wa- what was that? Who's there?" Stammered the Mayor. His eyes suddenly grew wide upon seeing the creatures advancing toward him. He screamed as one that had climbed over his head snatched off his nightcap. The screams continued as he saw one creep up over his covers, and another eating his fuzzy slippers. A forth scorpion was heading out of his room to the rest of his house. He jumped out of his bed and ran to his closet, being the only place the scorpions had not yet gone. The questions of the origin of the abominations were soon answered for him as he heard the maniacal high-pitched laughter ring out from somewhere in the night.
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Lock, Shock, and Barrel finally returned to their home rather late at night. Everything was so quiet around their home, it was almost as if everything was afraid to be near the old home of Oogie Boogie, fearing he could still be there, and could come out to get them while they slept. This was all just nonsense however, and only the more sensible residents of the town knew this.
"Wasn't that great?!" Bellowed Barrel, "Did you see the look on his face?" Chimed in Shock. "He's probably still in the closet crying!" Contributed Lock. They all tossed their heads back and laughed.
"Well I suppose we better get to bed now, we all need our sleep so we look well rested enough. I don't want to take the fall for this just yet." Shock always acted as if she was in charge, and Lock and Barrel just went along with it, although there had been some incidents where a fight had broken out due to her bossiness.
Once in his bed, Lock became hesitant to sleep, fearing the dreams would come again, but feeling as tired as he was, he figured he would sleep so heavy no dreams would come.
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A fire glowed brightly casting large shadows from everything the light touched. Sarah sat curled up next to her brother absorbing what little heat the fire would give, as a snow storm was raging outside. Their home had always been cold in the winter, but never was it as cold as it was that night. Lock was all Sarah had, they lived together in a one room shack with little more than a fire place and two cots with thin ragged blankets.
"Are you warm enough Sarah?" Asked Lock. His sister snuggled closer to him, he could feel the cold coming off of her. "I'm fine, really, but I guess I could stand to be just a little warmer." He could tell she was not being entirely truthful, he fingers felt like ice in his hands. "Sarah, you need more warmth, let me give you my blanket, your already sick as it is. I need you to get better."
"But what about you Lock? Won't you be cold too?" Sarah looked at him with concern; her blue eyes shimmered in the light of the fire.
"No I'll be fine. As long as I can keep the fire going I think I will be ok." He gave his sister a reassuring smile. "Now it's getting late, its time for you to go to bed."
"But I'm not sleepy yet!" She said while also trying very hard to stifle a yawn.
"Oh sure you're not! Come on now, you need your strength, so get some rest." Sarah gave a sigh, but did what she was told and went to bed. Lock just hoped he had enough wood to keep the fire burning.
He got up to tuck his little sister in bringing his own blanket from his bed to cover her. She was so young, so even the slightest cold could make her even sicker without proper warmth.
As the night went on, Sarah slept soundly as Lock tried his best to keep warm from the storm raging outside. The wood was in short supply and sleepiness was tearing at his eyes. He wished he could share the warmth that his little sister felt, but the cot was far too small for two people, and the ground was simply far too cold for them to lie on. Lock was out of ideas, and it was only 11:00 upon looking at the clock on the wall.
He felt so tired, and he needed heat, so he decided to curl up on his cot for just a little while, to rest his eyes. But to Lock's misfortune, he fell into a deep sleep.
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Sarah awoke feeling rather chilly and a lot better from her rest, but still better off then she would have been with just one blanket. She sat up in her bet and rubbed her eyes, but jumped right out of bed upon seeing her brother. His lips were a frosty blue, and there appeared to be black rings around his eyes, causing large bags under both. His face had turned almost as white as the snow on the ground. His breathing was very slow, the breaths were almost fighting to come out of his body. Despite how bad things looked, Sarah had always been optimistic; thinking that everything would be ok, she hurried over to her cot to grab the blankets and threw them over her brother, then shaking him, hoping he would wake. Slowly he opened his eyes.
"Sarah...why is it so cold...what time is it?" he suddenly tried to sit up, but realized he had no strength to do so. "I must have fallen asleep, so the fire went out!" He at cursed at his own mistake. A sudden wave weakness washed over him, in just speaking, he had tired himself.
Suddenly darkness started to fill of his senses. Everything was getting dark, and he felt dizzy, like he was spiraling down an endless pit. He called out to his sister, who quickly took his hand.
"Lock? What's wrong?" Se looked at him, her eyes shining, the darkness still had not covered them up, like they were fighting the darkness away. But soon they could not even keep the darkens away. Lock knew what was happening to him all to well. "I'm sorry..." He said to her, "But I don't think I can keep my promise...I love you Sarah..." That was the last thing lock ever got to say to his sister, the darkness had swallowed him completely.
Sarah's eyes became blurry with tears as she burst out crying. "Lock! Don't go! Please don't go!" Her jaw quivered, and her knees became weak, she fell over he brother, the sadness consumed her, it was a feeling of sorrow she had never felt before.