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DISCLAIMER: Don't own Corpse Bride, never will. Sad that way isn't it? But I do own Claire…cuz in a way, she is ME! JK!

Chapter 4: Victor

Truthfully, being dead isn't all that bad, it's just REALLY boring to be stuck in the 'Land of the Dead' in the old Victorian days. No T.V., no video games, no movies, and worst of all, NO INTERNET! I was totally dying (not literally, since I'm already dead) without being able to email my friends or check out although, everyone thought I was dead…so I couldn't email anyone anyways. There just seems to be a downside to everything. My days in the Land of the Dead mostly consisted of hanging around town. Believe it or not, not many kids died in the Victorian days, so I was stuck without a friend. Those little skeleton kids, whom I later learned their names (Annie and Ben) were friendly, and they thought I was pretty fun to play with…but it gets pretty boring, playing nothing but hide and seek all day, especially since I'm fourteen. Sometimes, I was able to find something to do, like I would visit Elder Gutknecht. He was a really nice guy, and was always interested in a chat, and sometimes I borrowed books from him. They were mostly full of spells and ancient history and stuff, but they were relatively interesting. I didn't really have a house to live in, but Emily let me stay in her quarters sometimes. Her bed was a coffin, but I was ok with it. And Elder Gutknecht even let me have a notebook and a pen! I've filled up a lot of it already, half like a diary and half like a journal to write fics in. Hey, just because I'm in a movie that doesn't mean I can't still write about other ones! I even draw in it sometimes too. I've been able been able to pass the time pretty well, and all I have to do is pass time for the rest of my…uh…life, no wait, existence, cuz I'm dead after all. Ugh…I don't even want to think about that. Maybe one day, I'll just die twice…of boredom! Then where will I end up? It was about a week since I had come to the Land of the Dead, and I was in 'the Ball and Socket' working on my latest fic. It just happens to be a Nightmare before Christmas one! It really sucks that I'll never be able to see that movie again, but right now, I'll just have to go by memory. 'The Ball and Socket' was relatively quiet today, and I was taking the opportunity to get some stuff down before anybody bothered me, asking what I was writing about. There are no secrets in the Land of the Dead…except for my secret of being from the future (and another reality)…and I hope no one will ever learn that secret! Everybody treats me pretty well, considering how…odd I look, wearing pants and all. But it's not like I have any other clothes to wear…jeez. But anyways…I was just coming up with some great stuff, when all of the sudden, I heard a bell ring and Miss Plum yelling,

"NEW ARRIVAL!" I quickly shut my notebook and sat tightly in my chair as the flood of corpses entered the bar. It was the first new arrival since me, and I wondered who it was. I saw someone entering the bar, carrying something else. It was Emily! I hadn't seen her since she told me I could use her quarters, and I was anxious to see what she had been up to. But then I recognized who she was carrying. I squinted my eyes to get a better look. It was Victor! THE Victor! From 'Corpse Bride'! I hadn't realized that the whole incident hadn't occurred yet, and I was excited to see it for real! I noticed Victor's eyes beginning to open, and he groaned. Mr. Alfred (the skeleton guy with the pipe) and Emily were leaning over him.

"A new arrival!" Mr. Alfred exclaimed happily as Victor stared around. Emily leaned close to Victor.

"He must have fainted." She said worriedly. She lifted his head up. "Are you alright?" Victor was staring around him with huge eyes.

"Wh-what happened?" he stammered. Mr. Alfred leaned in further.

'By Jove man, looks like we've got ourselves a breather!' he exclaimed in surprise. Miss Plum ran and pushed Mr. Alfred out of the way.

"Ooh! Does he have a dead brother?" she asked. Ben ran up and stared poking Victor's chest with a stick.

"He's still soft!" he announced. I rolled my eyes. Poor Victor must be scared out of his wits right now. He probably thought he was going crazy! I watched as he backed away from the small group against the counter, staring until I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

"A toast!" General Bonesapart cried waving his mug in the air. He took a drink, but then General Wellington pulled the sword out of his gut, filled his own mug and drank…and you could see the drink going through the hole in his middle. I couldn't get used to that. Then General Wellington replaced the sword and General Bonesapart went on. "To the newlyweds!" Victor's mouth dropped.

"Newlyweds?" he sputtered. Emily put her hand on his shoulder lovingly.

"Oh, in the woods you said you vows so perfectly!" she sighed, wiggling her fingers, showing off the gleaming gold ring.

"I did?" Victor gasped. He whirled around. "I did!" He sat down and promptly began hitting his head on the counter shouting, "Wake up, wake up!" Suddenly, Paul came through the crowd calling,

"Coming through, coming through." Miss Plum's assistant, I forgot his name…set Paul's tray down on the counter and he scuttled up to Victor. "Hello, my name is Paul, I am the head waiter! I will be creating your wedding feast!" Victor drew back and gasped. I didn't blame him…Paul was nice and all, but the whole being a talking severed head still freaked me out a bit. And then to make matters worse, Emily's eye suddenly popped out and the maggot in her head exclaimed,

"Wedding feast? I'm salivating!" Victor cried out in surprise. Emily put her hand over the socket and laughed somewhat apologetically.

"Maggots…" she grinned. Victor didn't seem to find the matter funny. He let out a surprised, 'oh!' and began to back away into people.

"K-keep away!" he cried. The whole bar went silent. Victor stumbled into my table still looking frantically for an escape. His eyes rested on General Bonesapart and he grabbed the sword, evidentially trying to pull it out. But instead, he lifted the poor guy up in the air. "I've got a…I've got a," he stammered when he realized he hadn't just grabbed the sword. "…Dwarf…and I'm not afraid to use it!" He swung the General around, once into my face, and I gave the poor guy a sympathetic glance. He just grinned at me. "I want some questions, now!" Victor yelled.

"Answers. I think you mean answers." General B. corrected him.

"Thank you, yes, answers." Victor said still holding the sword tightly. "I need answers! What's going on here? Where am I? Who are you?" Emily looked a bit embarrassed.

"Well, that's kind of a long story." She sighed, looking sheepish.

"And what a story it is!" said a voice. Everyone in the bar turned around to look. It was Bonejangles. He and I had become pretty good friends. He was a cool guy to hang out with, and he was giving me singing lessons. I love to sing, but I never got lessons when I was…well, alive. BJ (what I had taken to calling him) went on. "It's a tragic tale of romance, passion, and a murder most foul!"

"This is gonna be good!" General B. told Victor, who promptly dropped him.

M-kay…so how was that? Was it ok? I need to know people, so if you read, PLEASE REVIEW! That is all for now, TUNE IN SOON! Heh heh! BYE!