A/N: I UPDATED! I ACTUALLY UPDATED! And I don't own anything. Nope.

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They landed in Halloween Town...

Sora twirled. "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy yeah it hurts!" He hummed the rest of the song.

"Gawrsh, we sure look scary!' Goofy stupidly said.

Sora snorted. "Dude, you don't even know what scary IS!"

"And you, I presume, do?" Donald asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I do!"

They argued for a bit more.

//You're meant to walk around and do stuff now.//

Sora looked up, completely oblivious to the fact that neither Goofy nor Donald had heard Words. "Oh, okay." He walked around. "I'm too sexy-" He walked into a pole. "Ow-ow-ow..."

Goofy started laughing.

Sora, wanting to save face, looked for something to change the subject. "Uh... FARTLESS!" He did a move that can only be known as the 'extra-cool-action-pose', and leapt into attack. "BANZAIIII!"

"Sora?"

"Yessss, Donald?"

"They're not moving."

Sora looked up to the unmoving Fartless. "Oh." He quickly changed the subject again. "Hey, whassat?"

They looked.

"And... presenting JACK SKELLINGTON!" A man with a spinning head said.

The Fartless did a wee irish jig and a skeleton we can presume to be Jack popped out of a well.

Jack sighed, shaking his head. "They're not doing the monster mash! I want them doing the monster mash by halloween!"

"Yessir!" The man said, though muttering under his breath "It'd be easier if you just played the damn music..."

"What was that, mayor?"

"Oh, nothing Jack!"

Jack sighed again. "I'm consulting the doctor" And he went off to consult.

Sora and Co. followed.

The doctor turned around in his nifty wee wheelchair. "Ah, Jack! What brings you here?"

"The Fartless aren't dancing the way I imagined!" Jack moaned in despair.

The doctor raised an eyebrow. "Jack, you imagined naked puppies running around last year."

Jack sighed yet again. "But that's not the point?"

"Fine. What do you want done?" The doctor asked.

"I want them to dance, damnit!"

"Uh..." He checked his big-ass book.

"Aha! They need a fart!" Jack exclaimed.

The doctor sighed. "Then that'll just take the fun out of everything, won't it?!"

"Doctor..."

"Humph!" The doctor got out his fart maker 3000. "Now, we just need a damn smell to open this!"

Outside the door, where Sora and Co. hid...

Donald crossed his unducky arms. "You're going to open it for them?"

"We might not have to fight the Fartless in this world! And besides, don't you wanna see them dance?"

"I'd say yes if dancing from the sixties didn't scare me shitless... you've been eating that stuff Goofy gave you, haven't you?"

Sora nodded. "Yeah, why?"

Donald pointed to Goofy's feet, where there was a chunk missing.

The boy promptly ran off to throw up.

Goofy sat, eating Sora's somehow discarded shoe. "Yummy..."

"HEY! My shoe!"

"Polly wanna cracker?" Goofy asked innocently.

Sora hit him over the head with the Deadratblade. "You retarded spoon!"

"Hyuck, hyuck, no! I'm a spork!" He grinned pervertedly.

Anyway, inside the room...

Sora waved the Deadratblade in front of the fart maker 3000 and it opened.

Jack gave a fangirly gasp. "WOW! Coooooool..."

"Booya!"

"Uh... who are you?" Jack asked.

"Sora."

"I want YOU to be in my halloween show, Sora!"

Sora raised an eyebrow. "But it's July!

Jack checked a calendar. "So it is!"

"Anyway, what do you need us to do?"

The doctor passed him a list. "I need you to go find this stuff."

Sora stared at the flowery pink shopping list. "O-kay!" He ran off, and shortly returned with the stuff.

"Uh..."

Sora laughed. "The reason I had to go get that stuff wasn't because of the fart, it was because you wanted me to see the place!"

"What the hell? It IS for the fart!"

"I apologise for him. He's been playing FFVIII." Donald said, shaking his head.

They all nodded meaningfully.

Anyway, the doctor put the stuff together. "Lovely. Now just a splash of cinnamon..."

And Lock jumped out.

"AHHH! SWEET MERCIFUL-" And he dropped the fart container.

Barrel leapt out from under the bed (how long had be been down there?!) and grabbed it.

The trio of kids ran off.

"THIEVES!" The doctor yelled.

"We prefer the term TREASURE HUNTERS!" Lock yelled back.

The doctor sighed. "Damn. Sorry Jack..."

But Jack wasn't about to give up so easily. "They won't sabotage my Halloween! After them!"

Sora and Co. (including Jack, of course) ran after them.

"ZERO! AFTER THEM!" Jack yelled, and Zero flew out of the ground and followed.

Suddenly, Sora stopped, and looked down.

Jack turned. "Huh?"

Sora looked up. "I see dead people." He said softly.

Donald sighed angrily and bashed him over the head with a nearby fencepost. "Damnit, Sora, we all do! We're in Halloween Town!"

Sora looked around. "Oh. Nevermind then."

They followed the kids over the drugged up hill and to Oogie's manor.

"I knew Oogie was behind this!" Jack growled.

"Dude, that so doesn't sound right..."

They ran/walked/did the funky chicken up lots of stairs, and fought the kids in the Evil Playroom.

"MUNCHOS MADE US DO IT!" They yelled in unison.

"Don't you mean Oogie?" Sora asked,

Shock laughed. "Oh, Barrel said Munchos."

Lock nodded.

"DAMN YOU TWO! YOU NEVER RESPECT ME!" Barrel yelled, throwing a chair at the two.

"Uh-huh..." Sora said, batting the chair away.

"You'll never find the green door!" Shock giggled.

"Actually, we took a wrong turn earlier and found it before we came here."

Lock and Shock exchanged a look. "Bugger."

Sora and Co. left, and went through the green door.

Oogie Boogie stood there, in all his baggy glory. "Now I have the fart, I can control the Fartless!" Two Fartless appeared. "GODDAMNIT, ONLY TWO?!"

"...Wakka?" Sora asked, familiar to the Jamaican accent.

"Eh?"

"Nevermind..."

"Now, let's play a really annoying game for our fight." Oogie said, starting a roulette wheel.

"A time-filler?"

Oogie nodded.

Anyway, they fought, and they kicked Oogie's beanbag ass!

"That's the power of the Deadratblade!" Sora said cheerily, imitating Squall/Leon's action pose.

Donald groaned. "Sora, we're not in the Coliseum."

They left, only to turn around and see Oogie become one with his manor.

Goofy stared, wide eyed. "Gawrsh, isn't that some kind of Karma Sutra thing?"

"I really, really hope you mean Buddhist." Donald said, staring to an equal extent.

Goofy just shrugged and went back to eating his feet.

Sora looked at the giant-Oogie. "So, since he's getting power from those purple blobs, we have to destroy them?"

//Damn straight.//

He grinned. "Alrighty then, LET'S GET JIGGY WITH IT!" And off he leapt.

"BOOYAH!" The others yelled, jumping into the fray.

So, they "got jiggy with it" and defeated Oogie - again. The rathole, unsurprisingly, appeared.

"Well, that's convenient!" And he locked it.

They went back to the lab.

The doctor shrugged. "So the fart didn't work? Oh well."

"Don't worry, Doctor! We can make a new one! I AM going to have my Fartless Halloween!"

Sally sighed and shook her head. "I give up."

"Here, Sora." Jack gave him the Pumpkin King rattail.

"... You waited all this time?!" Sora shrieked, attacking him, and yelling various obscenities.

And so, after beating Jack unconscious, Sora and Co. left Halloween Town, for whatever other worlds lay out there, waiting to be locked...

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A/N: YAY! YAY! YAY! Oh, by the way... when I first wrote this, Sora said "But it's January!" to Jack. Now it's July. I think that's quite a while, don't you?