"What are you doing here?" Jack asked angrily to the creature. He looked like he was made of a giant sack of potatoes – his eyes were hollow and black, and his mouth was the same.

"Oh Jack, can't we put aside our differences during this...joyous…holiday season?" He asked in a pleasant voice, but Crystal was sure he was faking it. She could tell that this guy was bad news.

"Who are you?" Crystal asked. He turned and bowed extravagantly before her.

"Oogie Boogie, Boogieman. At your service," He smiled slyly at Crystal, but she didn't return the grin.

"Oogie, you had better leave this instant!" Jack said.

"Why? I'm celebrating Christmas, just like you! And I've got my own special magic to help me do it!" Before anyone could stop him, Oogie Boogie quickly said a spell.

"Christmas is fun, you get lots of toys!
And so do all of the girls and boys.
But instead of to them, give them to me!
And all other presents for my Christmas tree!"

There was a flash of light, and Oogie was now holding a sack just like Jack's. He held it open for Crystal, Jack and George to see, and it appeared bottomless.

"Inside my bag is every Christmas present in the world…as well as a few…surprises. Care to find out what you're getting for Christmas, hmmm? Let's find out!"
He pointed at the wall next to him, and a black and orange roulette wheel appeared on it. Oogie spun it as hard as he could, and said "Welcome to Oogie's Holiday Tricks and Treats! Round and round she goes! What's your gift?...Oogie knows! Are you gettin' a trick? Or a treat?"

The wheel stopped on a question mark, and he handed a gift to Crystal. She slowly opened it, and when she lifted the lid, a giant banana cream pie popped out and smashed in her face.

"Jack, you must stop this! Quick, say your spell! It may just stop Oogie from raising all…" George almost finished his rhyme, but was interrupted by Crystal yelling at Oogie.

"You idiot! You've ruined my new sweater! This was a gift from my grandmother!" She said through clenched teeth. Crystal angrily grabbed the spell out of Jack's hand and began to read it.

"Christmas is fun, in moderation – but even the holidays need a vacation. Please end our festivities, and we'll see you next year; when you return, we'll give you a cheer!"

A giant gust of wind blew through the crypt, and Crystal realized that Jack's bag was now sucking in air – it was pulling in all of the Christmas decorations and magic!

Crystal quickly ducked as countless ornaments, strings of garland, and other assorted holiday curios whooshed past her and into the bag. The banana cream pie and the stain it left on Crystal's sweater were sucked up too.

"Nooooo!" Oogie cried, "You never let me have any fun!" Jack turned the bag towards him, and somehow he fit through the bag and was sucked up too, along with all of the mess he had made. Crystal watched in amazement as everything else was sucked up – Halloween pumpkins, Christmas toys, and even all of the excess snow – everything Christmas disappeared.

Jack's Santa suit was sucked in, revealing his normal clothes: a pinstripe suit and a large bat bowtie. And a red and green stream of light was sucked out of George's mouth and back into the bag. He coughed, and then tried to speak.

"Hey! I'm not rhyming! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He cheered, and hugged Crystal tightly.

"No problem!" She gasped, and ducked out from under his arms. George regained his composure and faced Jack.

"Well…thank you for this…interesting holiday," George said, "We'll be sure to let you know if we want your services next year."

"Oh, thanks!" Jack said happily, "I've already got some ideas to make it even better!"

"Really?...Great…" George said halfheartedly. They left the crypt, and Jack's sleigh was waiting for him outside. The graveyard was now normal – the only sign of December that remained was the snow on the ground.

Jack hopped in his sleigh, and flew off into the night sky.

"Merry Christmas to all, and too all a good night!" He called as he flew out of sight.

Crystal and George now realized that all of the ghosts were gone too – they had returned to the afterlife, and everything was as it should be. They backtracked through the now normal mansion, and soon ended up in the foyer, where the whole adventure had started.

"Well, I'd better get going," Crystal said with a small smile. George waved goodbye as she left, and saw her to the front porch. But what he didn't see as she walked down the steps and to the path were a ghostly kitten, skull and pumpkin toy still floating through the air…

May Jack's ghostly presents now follow you home,
And stay in your heart where e're you may roam.
For now you know what happens when holidays meet:
Your might get a trick, or a holiday treat!

The End