Ch 2

Alive!

Early that morning a loud knocking came to the doctor's door followed by a high, "help me!"

Sally was first on the seen as she rushed down to open the door. But when she did she didn't know what to make of it. There was a living breathing man of the living standing outside before her! He was short and had blond hair and brown eyes.

"What the; doctor this man needs you!"

"What in the world?" asked the doctor as he came to the door, "alive?"

"It's Bruce sir!" the man answered shivering nude.

"Bruce? Bruce! The skeleton who walked out of here yesterday, the one who volunteered to be a test for Jack's color Bruce?"

"Yes sir," he shivered, hiding himself with his hands in the presents of a lady.

"Well get in here before someone sees you Bruce!"

"Thank you sir!"

The small man rushed in, "It's so strange I've never been alive before! I was always a skeleton as long as I can remember!" Sally covered the man in a towel to listen the view. She had never seen a man naked before, she didn't find him attractive but his body was curious to her.

"Tell me what happened to you," started the doctor.

"Well I was hanging from my tree in the woods when the dye started wearing off. I saw my transformation in the puddle below me. The color turned to skin and muscle cells and I started growing hair! Oh it was awful. I fell from the tree because I gained so much weight! Now I can feel things more, smell things more and I have a tong like Jack!"

"So you think the dye did this?" asked the doctor astonished.

"I don't know what else could have done it."

The doctor looked to Sally, "this is terrible."

"What about Jack!" cried the rag doll.

"It most certainly will happen to him. He was alive once you know."

"Oh what can we do!" called the girl.

"Sally I want you to go to him. Do whatever he asks of you until I can figure this out and change him back. Bruce, will you be my experimental medium again?"

"If it will get me back to normal I will."

"Well I will do what I can. Sally take this money, and buy Jack some cloths, I doubt he will fit into what he's wearing now and we don't have the time to make him anything new.

"Yes sir, I'll do it!"

Sally took the money and ran from the house to buy Jack cloths. She didn't know what to look for so she got him a simple pair of tall brown pants and a black muscle shirt, she didn't know weather or not to get him boxers so she just bought what she had and ran for Jack's home.

Almost afraid to see him she knocked on the door and rang the screaming bell cloths folded in her hands. When no answer came she grew worried, was he even awake yet? Carefully she opened the door and peaked inside.

"Jack?" still no answer so she walked in closing the door behind her, "Jack!" she called, "Jack are you home?"

"Go away!" called a voice from the far side of the house.

"I'm here to help!" she followed to were the voice came from.

"Stay out I'm not myself!" Sally wasn't one for obeying so she opened Jack's bedroom door.

"I'm coming in!"

When Sally opened the door all the way her eyes widened as she looked at the living Jack Skelington.

He was pail skinned but strong and fine toned. He had thick black hair that spiked in the back and bright jade green eyes. He was lying in his bed covering his waste and down.

"Hello Sally," he blushed madly at her look of awe, he knew he was attractive but the flesh still embarrassed him.

Sally nearly dropped the cloths she had been caring, "Jack, is that you in there?"

"Yes, it's me."

If Sally had had a heart it would have been racing in his presents.

"I bought you some cloths. We found out this morning when Bruce came back because the same thing happened to him. The doctor doesn't know what went wrong so he's using Bruce to try and fix it."

Jack did not reply; he simply tried to understand the emotions washing over him. He was afraid, overwhelmed with his old body before he had died, and he was a teen again.

"He also sent me to take care of you and do what you want until he can find a cure. It's not like you can die here and live again. You would forget everything and have to start from the beginning as a regular skeleton," she was saddened, "You would forget me. No one can die in Halloween town."

"Don't worry I don't plan on dieing Sally," she looked up at him as he spoke, "I'm just going to have to adjust until he can come up with an answer."

"I'm sure he will," Sally smiled.

Jack looked to the cloths in her hands, "Really the only things that tore were my night cloths," he looked to the floor where red and white stripped shreds of cloth lay and a night hat.

"Well that's good, at least when you get back to normal you will have you're usual suit."

"Yah," he smiled brightly.

To Sally his smile held so much passion and so much beauty with his new body, his new face. Her empty chest could sound echoes of a beating heart in her imagination. Jack's on the other hand was very real. His heart pounded like a fit and healthy young man.

Sally stared at him for a moment longer before placing his new cloths on the night stand. She blushed slightly looking him over wondering if he looked the same as Bruce under those blankets. She sat next to him on the bed and he watched her curious expression.

"What is it Sally?"

"I've never seen a bear chest before," her comment made him blush and hide his chest under the blankets.

"Oh don't be silly. It's not like you have anything to ..." her eyes widened, now he does have something to hide! She stood up quickly, "I'll leave you to dress while I become familiar with you're house since I'll be staying here until the doctor can fix the problem."

"oh-okay," he stammered.