Chaper Eight: The Pumpkin King

Becka was feeling uncomfortable now. She was sitting in a car, that seemed ridiculous really, with a man who owned two face, that was actually creeping her out. She now covered her face with her hands, and let out a sigh. The Mayor had been humming for a while now, and it was annoying her, she was just about ready to ram her shoe down the Mayor's throat and leave it there.

Finally, the car came to a sudden hault, almost sending Rebcka flying out of her seat, the Mayor stepped out of the car, which mad it shfift upwards, sighing in releif that it was lifted form his weight. Back had her hands now clutched onto the steering wheel, her eyes widened, this had given her the scare of her life. She quickly jumped out of the car, and clumsily rna after the Mayor, ramming into people and apologizing. She had the feelign like she could not control her legs nor her hands.

She followed the short man into an old building, everyone was jammed into a seat, some creatures were hanging off of the walls, everyone was focused on the stage ahead, and there at the podium, was a very tall, very thin white skeleton man. He had a grin from ear to ear, well where his ears would be, he seemed exited due to his grasp on the podium as he spoke.

"My son is finally agreed he would help plan next Halloween..." before the skeleton could finish everyone stood up and began to growl in a celebration and clap their hands or claws, or paws. A werewolf bumped into Becka with great force, sending her back a couple feet, she grabbed onto a pole which was connected to the wall. In amazement, she watched a rag doll looking woman join the skeleton's side, gently seizing his arm. The doll was smiling and looked confident.

The skeleton held out his left arm, and a tall boy stepped out. He had brown hair that seemed messy, and fell over his large eyes. His iris's were black, and he seemed thin and bony, with a few stitches my his lips and across his cheeks. His nose looked like it was barely there. But he seemed fixated on his black pointed shoes, fidgeting in his black jacket that reached his ankles, and his baggy jeans and black shirt. His long hands were in his jacket pockets.

Becka felt as if she had met him before, and that she had been here long ago, she tilted her head to the side and worked her way up through the crowd, determined to capture a better glimpse. She finally came to as far as she could go, ignoring the rest of the skeleton's speech. She scanned Sally, and then the son.

The son's eyes looked form his shoes, he could feel someone staring at him from a distance, he searched the crowd until he met eyes with a pair of dark ivy green ones. He met with Becka's eyes. Becka was curious, and she was captive under the son's gaze, but the boy's gaze quickly left when the King said.

"Preston, come here my lad."

So Preston was his name, the boy. He shuffled over to his father, and did not make eye contact with anybody. But Becka could swear his gaze went her way a few times. She was so occupied with Preston, she let out a squeak when she felt someone seize her arm, it was the Mayor.

"Come this way." he said quietly, Becka nodded and followed behind until they reached outside of the meeting house. She wondered what was going on? Did she do something, the Mayor was now pacing about nervously as he finally said.

"Becka, how exactly did you come here?"

Becka froze for a moment. Woudl her story sound odd to the Mayor as well? It sounded odd whenm she reveiwed it to herself. They were sitting there for a long time now, the Mayor gazing at Becka, and nto in a firendly way, Becka felt intimidated, and shrunk a little, she finally opened her mouth to answer, but her voice was cutted off from the sound of the villagers coming out of the town house. Talking one to another. Finally, a powerful deep voice rung out.

"Mr. Mayor." the Skeleton she had seen a few moemtns ago came trumping out. He still had that wide grin on his face, soon after being followed by the rag doll, and the son. She acrhed her eyebrow as the Mayor began to stutter.

"Becka, this is Jack Skellington, The Pumpkin King." Becka's eyes widened, this was the pumpkin king? He seemed grand now that he was standing infront of her. He was tall and had long limbs, and so did his son. Should she bow? Or just stand there like an awe-struken idiot.

"Um...Hello." Becka finally said under her breath, waving her fingertips nervsouly. A chuckle forming in throat which came out of her lips as a nervous guffaw.

"This is Sally, his wife." Sally nodded and smiled, she was very much a rag doll, and very thin. "And his son Preston." Preston looked up from his boots and scanned her for a moment, and dropped his eyes back down.

"Now Mayor about next Halloween..." Jack walked away into a different direction, Sally following after her husband like a love-sick puppy-dog.

"Oh yes we need to be getting started!" The Mayor stammered as he ran after Jack. Ony leaving she and Preston behind.

Becka let out a sigh, this was going to be much of a conversation, this shy guy was looking at his shoes, he didn't even say 'hello' for goodness sakes. Would he really talk to her now? She noticed a bench, and walked past Prestonn, she slowly walked over to sit down.

"You came from the forest didn't you..." a deep and solemn voice ran out, the very voice sent shivers down Becka's spine. It was a cold voice and seemed emotionless. But he knew something about the forest. She forgotten about sitting down and just scanned the backside of Preston.

He finally turned around, and tilted his head. Scanning Becka, he was now taking small curious step towards her, his hand behind his back, his eyes were now glittering, but his face did not show the same. His face was calm and dull, which was a shame, Becka would consider him to be cute if he'd just smile. But now he seemed frightening, and was coming closer, Becka could not budge, her mouth was now hanging open as he spoke one more time, now seizing her hand into his. Becka felt her face begin to burn, this Preston was so forward.

"You're from another world, aren't you?"

(Author's NOte: Sorry guys this is so slow, but I do not have spell check and I am sick)