disclaimah- i don't own lock, shock, barrel, or the walking tub, so don't rub it in!

ooh! it's starting to get exciting! (ps- in case you didn't know, in real life, i'm evie. :O shh! you know my secret identity!)

thank you, ladybirdbuzz1, for the review! i'm glad it made you laugh, and i hope this chapter will too:D

(Evie's POV)

I think I was the first to wake up that morning. I was still tired, so I kept my eyes closed, but I listened for signs that Amanda or Carrie were up. Hearing none, I decided it was time for them to wake up.

"I had a funny dream," I stated, rather loudly. As it turns out, Carrie was already awake, too.

"Is there any pizza left in the fridge?" she asked. Amanda simply grunted in reply. Of course, none of us had opened our eyes yet, otherwise we'd have been spazzing out like we were going to be...Oops, I'm getting ahead of myself.

I stretched and yawned and then opened my eyes against the glare of morning. Once I had grown accustomed to the light, I realized that something was wrong; terribly wrong! I had no idea where I was! It looked like some sort of rundown, wooden shack…Had I been kidnapped! I let out a small yelp.

"G-guys…? W-we're not at my house anymore…!" I said unsteadily.

"Th-that's not goo- AAAH! LOCK!" Carrie exclaimed as she sat up to look at me. Well, at least, it sounded like Carrie, but it definitely didn't look like her!

"AAAH! SHOCK!" I screamed just as loudly. Amanda let out a moan of indignation; she was still trying to sleep. She sat up to reprimand us, but-

"AAAH! BARREL!" Carrie and I shrieked in unison. After we had confirmed that we were still us, and not really Oogie Boogie's henchmen, we voiced our opinions on the matter.

(Amanda's POV)

"Anyone care to explain how the f this happened?" I asked nervously, inspecting my skeleton costume. I apologize for my language…then again, nevermind. I was too freaked out to care what I said.

"We're in an alternate dimension! What are we going to do!" Evie wailed. If the situation hadn't been so serious, I would have cracked up to see Lock wailing. However, Evie soon stopped her worrying when she saw her squiggly, spaded, devil's tail. It amused her and shut her up. Carrie, being the most rational of us at the moment, said, "I know what we can do!"

Evie and I looked at her eagerly.

"We can get Jack to help us!"

I must say, I was thoroughly disappointed with this idea, and I let it be known, "Jack! That dumb-ass ex of yours! First of all, he's not even here. Second of all-"

"No, no, no!" Carrie said, "Not that Jack! Jack Skellington!"

I felt slightly idiotic, but made up for it by saying, "What would he be able to do?"

Carrie shrugged in reply.

"It would still be totally awesome to meet him!" Evie said, drawing her attention away from her tail. I had to agree.

"But, remember, guys: we have to act like Lock, Shock, and Barrel around the other townspeople," Carrie said.

"Why?" Evie and I asked.

To this, Carrie had no answer, except, "I dunno. It's more fun that way."

"Oookay…"

"Hey!" Evie said, pointing to a dim corner of the ramshackle tree house, "The walking bathtub! Let's ride around town in it!"

I couldn't resist this idea, and agreed wholeheartedly, as did Carrie.

I guess it was something about being in the setting of a musical that did it, but for some reason, we all started singing "We're Off To See The King of Halloween"; a made-up song to the tune of "We're Off To See the Wizard" that we all somehow knew the words to. However, it died quickly and we were silent again.

"Well, that didn't last long," Evie said.

"Tell me about it," Carrie replied. I, meanwhile, was thoroughly occupied by the tub, which happened to think that it was too early in the morning to go faster than a road-kill turtle.

"Mush, tub!" I exclaimed, "I said 'mush', dammit!"

sorry, carrie; no paragraph for you today. but you'll have one next chapter:D

R&R tout le monde, s'il vous plait! (R&R everybody, please!)