Hey hey! Thanks to all who reviewed. ^^; I'm sorry for the shortness of the
last chapter and the spelling errors. Well you see the thing about that is,
it's all a game! *shifts eyes* yeah that's it...a game. You have to find
all the spelling errors to win a fantabulous prize...heh I'm a loser ^____^
any way...I hope you like this chapter! Review! Even if you already have
for this story, I just want to feel popular :D it might sound like I'm
slashing the mayor a lot in my fic, but I don't mean to, I love the mayor
just as much as any one else in this fantabulous movie!! (heh why do I keep
saying fantabulous? :-P) I suppose this could be a bit of an A/U fic...
perhaps...perhaps...what do you think o.O heh, I also gave the chapters
names ^__^ yay!
Jack cocked his head to one side in a confused manner. "Sandy Claws? Why are you here?" he said his eyes widening, or they would have if he had any.
Santa just smiled, "I think I have a lot of explaining to do...Please sit, this may take a while." He said, trying to sit in one of jacks chairs, but found his bottom was a bit to large. Jack was a wee bit slimmer then Santa was, and Jack's chairs were built specially for him, he just looked out of place in regular sized ones. Blushing, Santa moved to a sofa, where his bottom had a little more room.
"Well, now that we are all comfy, why don't you tell us why you are here?" The Mayor suggested. He only took charge when he felt it was easy, and didn't have much work involved. (A/N It's ok! We still love you Mayor!!!! :D)
"Yes, that is why I came. As you must already know Jack, it is *my* job to bring happiness and joy to all the little children in the world right?" Santa had emphasized the word 'My' as he gave a look to Jack, who in return smiled a bit meekly. They all nodded in response to his question. "Yes well, I'm afraid I am truly the cause of your problems. Well...let me see, this is rather difficult to explain... let me put it this way. Have you heard of wishing upon a star?"
"Sandy, who do you take me for? I'm the master of night; I have heard a few things in my day." Jack practically bragged, Santa could see that he still had his old pride.
"Yes well, what I'm trying to get at is... it's my job to make the wishes come true. Once in a while, I will get a particular kind of wish, one that is made by a child of pure heart and innocent mind. Sarah was one of those cases, and do you know what her wish was?" Santa asked, but took all of their blank wordless stares as a no. "Well, she wished that her and Lock could always be together. So that night when he died, he simply didn't go to the other side like most people do, he came here. Little did I know that Shock and Barrel would change him so much. But because of him being here, he would be able to go to her when ever she needed him, and perhaps that time is now."
"But there is just one thing I don't understand Mr. Claws. When I first got to Christmas Town, that was the first time I had ever hear or seen the place, how did you know about Halloween town before my...er little mishap?" Jack asked, looking rather sorry and curious at the same time.
"Jack, who do you take me for?" Santa said mimicking Jack who was totally oblivious to the fact he was. "It is my job to make sure every one...and I mean every one is being good."
"Then why don't we ever get any presents Sandy? I feel this town is made up of nothing of good!" The Mayor said, putting his chest out in pride. "I just thought I would let you know...I have always wanted my own--"
"Now now Mayor," Santa interrupted "Before you get your hopes up I believe I should tell you this: it is my job only to serve the needs of children, and they must be ones who reside in, well as you call it, 'The Real World'."
"Oh...I see..." Mayor said, looking very disappointed, switching to his sad face. This sight of this made Santa jump, he had never seen the mayor do this up close.
"Anyway, to rap up my visit, I must say this: Jack, I do not want you to bring him back, I give you reassurance that those three are staying out of trouble for the most part." Santa gave a smile, placing his hand on Jack's shoulder.
"Alright Sandy, I trust you." Jack said with a smile.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A very hungry Lock, Shock, and Barrel sat around in a circle. The corn covered them from the view of the farming family, who at the moment, were off milking the cows and feeding the chickens.
"Humph, well today isn't going very well now is it? I'm still hungry, and we're in the middle of no where!" Barrel said, rolling his eyes.
It was true too, the three had gotten nowhere in the past four hours, and they were all very hungry. However despite their hunger they managed to make small talk.
"Hey you guys...I was thinking," Shock said in a rather serious voice, "How is it that we are able to break out into song and know all the words? And where does that music come from?"
"You know, I have never thought of that before!" Said Lock mater-of-factly.
"Yeah, Weird..." Barrel added.
The three sat so deep in bewilderment of their own thoughts, they failed to see the forth person standing in the small clearing with them. She stood studying them, trying to decide what to make of the three odd strangers. Suddenly, Shock caught sight of the girl, and jumped to her feet.
"You guys! It's the girl!" Shock said, forcing Locks head to turn with her hands. Barrel luckily turned his head on his own.
"Who is yo' guys, an' whut yo' doin' heah?" The girl asked, walking slowly toward them.
The trio didn't even try to hold back their laughter.
"HEHEHEHE!! Lock! Did you hear the way she talks!?" Shock giggled profusely, dropping to the ground holding her sides.
"What kind of accent is that?!" Lock sniggered in between giggles, and Barrel was laughing so hard he couldn't even talk.
"Excuse me but this heah is how ev'ry one talks aroun' heah! Fry mah hide! So whar might yo' three be fum? An' eff'n enny one sh'd makin' fun of some one, it sh'd be me makin' fun of yer clo'es! Whut in tarnation is yo' warin'?" Said the girl, with anger clearly visible in her voice.
The tone obviously wasn't threatening in the least, because the three trick or treaters laughed harder then ever.
"Oh yo' haf got it a-comin' t'yo'! I'm gittin' mah Paw!" And with that she was off running toward her house.
This got Barrel's attention. "Uh guys...that man looked really big..."
Lock just gave him a smile and said, "Fry Mah Hide Barrel! Heck if we c'd take on some one as trimenjus as San'y Claws...ah reckon we kin take him!" He flashed a Fanged smile at his friends, who in return fell over in laughter.
Just then, the girl came back with some one new. He was very tall, but skinny too. On him were blue overalls, with a plaid red shirt. His face was dirty, and he had a scraggily mullet, he gave Lock an almost toothless grin.
"So, is these the kids causin' yo' trouble dear?" He asked, in the same southern drawl as his daughter.
"Yessuh Paw, thet's them!" She said, with a nod.
"Well then dear, I'm gonna' don't ah larn them a lesson they will nevah fo'git!" He said, advancing toward them. Lock, Shock and Barrel weren't even scared in the least.
"Oh no! That mean old man is going to get us!" Lock said in the most sarcastic voice he could muster. He then flashed a smile at his friends, and flicked his tail in his own amusement of himself.
"You know you guys...I always thought you were stupid, but next to this guy, you're a genius or something!" Shock said kicking some dirt at the man and his daughter.
"Oh yo''re a-gonna wish yo' nevah crosted paths wif me! Yer jest kids, an' I'm a full groan man! Fry mah hide! Ah reckon ah sh'd larn yo' some manners too!" his voice was becoming more and more agitated.
"Well Fry mah hide, I don't think we are in the mood to 'larn' anything at the moment...so we will just be on our way now!" Barrel said, deciding to join in the taunting. He brought his fingers up to his lips and blew creating a loud whistle. As soon as he did, the tub came running trough the corn, as if it were waiting anxiously for use.
"Hey git back heah!" He shouted in anger. The man started to run after the tub, but fell sort after tripping over a hose. The trio just laughed and was on their way to finding Lock's sister.
A/N: I know I know...i said I wasn't going to post a short chapter...but I did...gah I'm sorry... well Read and Review please! :)
Jack cocked his head to one side in a confused manner. "Sandy Claws? Why are you here?" he said his eyes widening, or they would have if he had any.
Santa just smiled, "I think I have a lot of explaining to do...Please sit, this may take a while." He said, trying to sit in one of jacks chairs, but found his bottom was a bit to large. Jack was a wee bit slimmer then Santa was, and Jack's chairs were built specially for him, he just looked out of place in regular sized ones. Blushing, Santa moved to a sofa, where his bottom had a little more room.
"Well, now that we are all comfy, why don't you tell us why you are here?" The Mayor suggested. He only took charge when he felt it was easy, and didn't have much work involved. (A/N It's ok! We still love you Mayor!!!! :D)
"Yes, that is why I came. As you must already know Jack, it is *my* job to bring happiness and joy to all the little children in the world right?" Santa had emphasized the word 'My' as he gave a look to Jack, who in return smiled a bit meekly. They all nodded in response to his question. "Yes well, I'm afraid I am truly the cause of your problems. Well...let me see, this is rather difficult to explain... let me put it this way. Have you heard of wishing upon a star?"
"Sandy, who do you take me for? I'm the master of night; I have heard a few things in my day." Jack practically bragged, Santa could see that he still had his old pride.
"Yes well, what I'm trying to get at is... it's my job to make the wishes come true. Once in a while, I will get a particular kind of wish, one that is made by a child of pure heart and innocent mind. Sarah was one of those cases, and do you know what her wish was?" Santa asked, but took all of their blank wordless stares as a no. "Well, she wished that her and Lock could always be together. So that night when he died, he simply didn't go to the other side like most people do, he came here. Little did I know that Shock and Barrel would change him so much. But because of him being here, he would be able to go to her when ever she needed him, and perhaps that time is now."
"But there is just one thing I don't understand Mr. Claws. When I first got to Christmas Town, that was the first time I had ever hear or seen the place, how did you know about Halloween town before my...er little mishap?" Jack asked, looking rather sorry and curious at the same time.
"Jack, who do you take me for?" Santa said mimicking Jack who was totally oblivious to the fact he was. "It is my job to make sure every one...and I mean every one is being good."
"Then why don't we ever get any presents Sandy? I feel this town is made up of nothing of good!" The Mayor said, putting his chest out in pride. "I just thought I would let you know...I have always wanted my own--"
"Now now Mayor," Santa interrupted "Before you get your hopes up I believe I should tell you this: it is my job only to serve the needs of children, and they must be ones who reside in, well as you call it, 'The Real World'."
"Oh...I see..." Mayor said, looking very disappointed, switching to his sad face. This sight of this made Santa jump, he had never seen the mayor do this up close.
"Anyway, to rap up my visit, I must say this: Jack, I do not want you to bring him back, I give you reassurance that those three are staying out of trouble for the most part." Santa gave a smile, placing his hand on Jack's shoulder.
"Alright Sandy, I trust you." Jack said with a smile.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A very hungry Lock, Shock, and Barrel sat around in a circle. The corn covered them from the view of the farming family, who at the moment, were off milking the cows and feeding the chickens.
"Humph, well today isn't going very well now is it? I'm still hungry, and we're in the middle of no where!" Barrel said, rolling his eyes.
It was true too, the three had gotten nowhere in the past four hours, and they were all very hungry. However despite their hunger they managed to make small talk.
"Hey you guys...I was thinking," Shock said in a rather serious voice, "How is it that we are able to break out into song and know all the words? And where does that music come from?"
"You know, I have never thought of that before!" Said Lock mater-of-factly.
"Yeah, Weird..." Barrel added.
The three sat so deep in bewilderment of their own thoughts, they failed to see the forth person standing in the small clearing with them. She stood studying them, trying to decide what to make of the three odd strangers. Suddenly, Shock caught sight of the girl, and jumped to her feet.
"You guys! It's the girl!" Shock said, forcing Locks head to turn with her hands. Barrel luckily turned his head on his own.
"Who is yo' guys, an' whut yo' doin' heah?" The girl asked, walking slowly toward them.
The trio didn't even try to hold back their laughter.
"HEHEHEHE!! Lock! Did you hear the way she talks!?" Shock giggled profusely, dropping to the ground holding her sides.
"What kind of accent is that?!" Lock sniggered in between giggles, and Barrel was laughing so hard he couldn't even talk.
"Excuse me but this heah is how ev'ry one talks aroun' heah! Fry mah hide! So whar might yo' three be fum? An' eff'n enny one sh'd makin' fun of some one, it sh'd be me makin' fun of yer clo'es! Whut in tarnation is yo' warin'?" Said the girl, with anger clearly visible in her voice.
The tone obviously wasn't threatening in the least, because the three trick or treaters laughed harder then ever.
"Oh yo' haf got it a-comin' t'yo'! I'm gittin' mah Paw!" And with that she was off running toward her house.
This got Barrel's attention. "Uh guys...that man looked really big..."
Lock just gave him a smile and said, "Fry Mah Hide Barrel! Heck if we c'd take on some one as trimenjus as San'y Claws...ah reckon we kin take him!" He flashed a Fanged smile at his friends, who in return fell over in laughter.
Just then, the girl came back with some one new. He was very tall, but skinny too. On him were blue overalls, with a plaid red shirt. His face was dirty, and he had a scraggily mullet, he gave Lock an almost toothless grin.
"So, is these the kids causin' yo' trouble dear?" He asked, in the same southern drawl as his daughter.
"Yessuh Paw, thet's them!" She said, with a nod.
"Well then dear, I'm gonna' don't ah larn them a lesson they will nevah fo'git!" He said, advancing toward them. Lock, Shock and Barrel weren't even scared in the least.
"Oh no! That mean old man is going to get us!" Lock said in the most sarcastic voice he could muster. He then flashed a smile at his friends, and flicked his tail in his own amusement of himself.
"You know you guys...I always thought you were stupid, but next to this guy, you're a genius or something!" Shock said kicking some dirt at the man and his daughter.
"Oh yo''re a-gonna wish yo' nevah crosted paths wif me! Yer jest kids, an' I'm a full groan man! Fry mah hide! Ah reckon ah sh'd larn yo' some manners too!" his voice was becoming more and more agitated.
"Well Fry mah hide, I don't think we are in the mood to 'larn' anything at the moment...so we will just be on our way now!" Barrel said, deciding to join in the taunting. He brought his fingers up to his lips and blew creating a loud whistle. As soon as he did, the tub came running trough the corn, as if it were waiting anxiously for use.
"Hey git back heah!" He shouted in anger. The man started to run after the tub, but fell sort after tripping over a hose. The trio just laughed and was on their way to finding Lock's sister.
A/N: I know I know...i said I wasn't going to post a short chapter...but I did...gah I'm sorry... well Read and Review please! :)