Hello again everyone! I hope you liked the first chapter so now you're reading the second one lol. Anyways, here's this chapter! And here's the characters just in case you forgot. Yay! I own nothing!

Characters:

Narrator: Germany

Jack Skellington: America

Sally: England

Doctor Finklestein: France

Mayor: North Italy (Happy side) and South Italy (Sad and Angry side)

Shock: Lithuania

Lock: Belarus

Barrel: Estonia

Oogie Boogie Man: Russia

Sandy Claws: Canada

Zero: Sealand

"Well, that turned out to be very interesting." Austria said. "I'm going to be leaving. Thank you all for being here and we should perform together again sometime." he told everyone as he turned to leave.

"America, you totally messed up your scene." Romano said and stuck out his tongue at him. Germany facepalmed. "It's true...the scene kinda sucked." he said.

"Yeah, that was kinda horrible, America. But...maybe next time you'll do better!" Italy said. "Ugh, you guys shut up!" America said and stormed off. England watched from afar as the other nations started to leave. "I thought it was really good..." he said to himself.

France snuck up behind England and poked him. "Englaaaaand, that deadly nightshade you gave me wore off!" He said, somewhat cheerfully and grabbed his arm. England noticed he was in a wheelchair. "Um, France...why are you in a wheelchair?" he asked.

"I honestly have no clue..." France said then got out of the wheelchair and threw it to the side, hitting some of Greece's cats. "Sorry, Greece, I think I just killed or injured one of your precious cats..." he said.

Greece sighed and walked out of the meeting with the injured cat. "You poor thing..." he said to it. "A-anyways, you're coming with me!" France said and grabbed England's arm again. "Let go of me, bloody Frenchman!" he yelled. "But you're not ready for this much excitement...you need a different kind of excitement." France said with a perverted smile.

"England got really scared. "No I don't!" He pulled off his shirt and ran out of the meeting while France fell over dramatically and unnecessarily to the floor. "Waaaah! I just hit the floooooor! I'll catch you before you know it, my darling England!" he yelled.

England ran after where America was going. He went into a strange forest that England hadn't seen before.

America passed by some random nations that snickered. "Good work!" they teased. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. It's just the same every year anyways..." America said back and walked past.

He stumbled into the forest, unknowing that a shirtless England was following close behind. America started singing in a very off pitch voice "There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best. For my talents are renowned far and wide. When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night...I...uh..." he stopped. "You know, I'm really good. Wait, who surprises people in the moonlit night? That sounds kinda stalkerish..."

He shook his head and started walking up a random hill. "With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms I have seen grown men give out a shriek. With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan I have swept the very bravest off their feet." he smiled. "That makes me a hero!"

He sighed and continued walking. "Yet year after year, it's the same routine. And I grow so weary of the sound of screams. And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King have grown so tired of the same old thing..." he stopped. "W-wait, that doesn't sound very heroic! Who wrote this song?" he looked around some more.

"Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones, an emptiness began to grow. There's something out there, far from my home. A longing that I've never...aaaah!" he yelled as he slipped off the hill and went rolling down the hill and fell into a random pumpkin patch.

"Ew, this is disgusting!" he shouted. England sighed, holding back a laugh, and said. "America, I know how you feel...idiot." And walked off. "I guess...I should get back to France's place. He needs to give me back my shirt anyways." he ran off to France's place but not before picking some pretty looking flowers.

"Oh, these are the flowers that caused him to sleep last time...oooh, and they look so pretty!" he said to himself as he picked them from the ground. When he walked through the door, he went into the living room and hid the flowers.

"England, dear, is that you? Did you come back? " France called. "Yes, it's me. I came back. I just had to" England sighed. France giggled as he skipped downstairs to England. "For this, maybe?" He held out England's shirt. "I, uh, yes..." England said.

France smiled. "Shall we, then?" he asked, gesturing to the stairs. England nodded and followed him upstairs. Next thing England knew, he was strapped down to a bed with France putting his shirt back on. "All this to put my shirt back on?" he asked. France nodded.

"Oh, and that's two times you've slipped that deadly nightshade into my wine, England." he reminded him. "Three times!" England said.

"You're mine, you know!" France shouted. "No, I'm not." England said. "Yes you are. I created you with my own hands!" France said.

"No, you didn't. You're still drunk from that wine so you think you created me. What a weirdo!" England said. "Besides, you can make other things. I'm restless, I can't help it!" he added.

France smiled and ran a finger down his arm. "Well...it's a phase, dear, it'll pass. But until it does...maybe I can help you with that restlessness..." he said waith a smirk. "B-but, that's not a good idea! I didn't mean it like that!" England said. "Aw." France pouted.

Sealand saw America walking through the forrest as America had just fallen into the random pumpkin patch. "Hey, America, you okay?" he asked. America turned around. "Yeah, I'm just fine. Y'kno, I just got rejected by everyone. So yeah, everything's cool!" he said sarchastically.

"Well then you wanna talk or something?" Sealand asked as America got up and he followed behind as America walked further into the forrest. "No, Sealand, I'm really not in the mood." America replied.

Back at America's house, Italy and South Italy walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Americaaaaa! I've got plans for our next song! Doitsu told me to tell you!" Italy said and knocked on the door. No answer. "America, I'm waiting! We need to get started on this right away or Doitsu will get mad!" Still no answer.

Romano pushed Italy aside and banged on the door. "You answer this door right now or the potato bastard's gonna be totally pissed! I should just...w-woah!" he yelled as he fell down the stairs. "Romano!" Italy yelled and went after his brother.

"America's not home. Hasn't been here for a while..." Austria said, standing at the gate. "Wait, when did you get here, Austria? And why didn't we see you when we got here? And why are you standing in the shadows?" Italy asked curiously. Austria shook his head and walked away.

Back in the forrest, America walked along with Sealand following curiously behind him. "Wait, where are we? It looks really new here..." America asked. Sealand nodded in agreement. There was a circle of trees with doors on them and each of the doors had designs on them. "Wow, check this out!" he said and looked at each of them. He saw one with a maple leaf design on it and gasped.

"That looks so cool!" America said and ran over to it, opening the door. "Wow, it looks kinda dark..." he said and then Sealand ran up behind him. "What's that?" he asked, making America fall into the tree. "Woooaaaahhh!" he yelled as he fell through the hole.

He kept falling and falling...and falling and falling...and falling and falling...and falling and **yawn** falling...and falling AND THEN HE FINALLY TOUCHED THE GROUND! After falling for approximately two hours. "Wow that took forever...wait..." he said as he landed in snow. And all he could see was snow and people walking around and being really happy.

"Wow..." he said. He then started to sing, but first asked, "Why must I sing about my every little worry or discovery?" No answer so he just shrugged and began singing "What's this? What's this?. There's color everywhere. What's this?. There's white things in the air!" He giggled. "I sound like I just woke up from a major hangover. Anyways..." he smiled and ran around in the snow like a little kid.

"What's this? The streets are lined with little creatures laughing. Everybody seems so happy! Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this?" he ran over to some children throwing snowballs, watching from afar. "There's children throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads. They're busy building toys and absolutely no one's dead!"

He skipped around randomly and sang more. "There's frost on every window. Oh, I can't believe my eyes. And in my bones I feel the warmth is coming from ..."

He ran around some more, kind of losing his breath as he sang. "The sights, the sounds! They're everywhere and all around. I've never felt so good before! This empty place inside of me is filling up and I simply cannot get enough!" He fell down laughing in the snow. "This sounds soooo wrong!"

"I want it, oh, I want it oh, I want it for my own! I've got to know I've got to know: What is this place that I have found? What is this?" He ran into a random pole and got knocked out for a few minutes. When he woke up he saw a sign on the pole. "I'm in...Canada? Hmmm..."

America then saw a shadow that looked like a giggling man. "Ho ho ho ho ...maple!" it said then ran away. "Woah, who's that?" America asked. "Hmmm..."

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