haha, that's right! i'm back again with yet another fanfic that i probably won't finish. but guess what? it's a corpse bride fanfic! woah, crazy!...
"Why can't you understand?" Victor asked Emily, exasperated, "It was a mistake! I would never marry you!"

He wasn't sure what had made him say that, and he regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. Emily was just as stunned. She stood with tears in her eyes for only a moment before turning from him and walked gracefully and morosely out of the room.

"Wait, Emily, I didn't mean-" Victor tried to run after her, but Elder Gutknecht stopped him with a look.

"I'm afraid it doesn't work like that, my boy," he told the young man gravely. "The damage is done, and you'll have to find another way to undo it."

Victor bowed his head in guilt. He had to fix things without them falling to pieces.

I'm clumsy and shy and awkward, he thought hopelessly, I'll never be able to do this without help!

There was only one person in the Land of the Dead who could help Victor fix his mistake; the coolest cat of the underworld, the grooviest jazz player around: Bonejangles. And there was only one place that he would be: the Ball and Socket Pub.