Hi, everyone! I am beginning to update all my stories (finally), so sorry for the very long wait. What's it been, a year or so? Wow, I'm awful, lol. I own nothing, by the way. Anyways, hope you enjoy the third chapter!

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

"I can't find America anywhere!" China gasped, running into a crowd of people, who were also worrying. "It isn't like him to just go missing…" Liechtenstein commented. "I searched in every McDonalds and Burger King!" Italy cried.

"He seems stupid to me. Just sound the alarms." Romano sighed, and an alarm began to sound. "CHEESEBURGERS! GET YOUR FREE CHEESEBURGERS!" was the sound of the alarm now ringing through the town in hopes of finding the lost America. If he wouldn't answer to that, all hope was lost.

MEANWHILE IN FRANCE'S PEDO CASTLE…

"Frog's breath would be perfect in this…and where is that worm's wart?" England wondered to himself as he paced around his room, making soup for France for lunch. He was attempting to put France to sleep once more and then sneak out.

"Oh, Englaaaaaaaaaaaand! Is my lunch ready yet?" France called, flirtatiously. England sighed and called back. "I'll be right there!" He then proceeded to stir the soup and pour it into a bowl and walk downstairs, setting it before France at his table. "Here's your lunch!"

"Do I smell worm's wart in this, my dear England?" France giggled, smelling the soup, then looking suspicious. "And frog's breath?"

England then got a bit nervous. "I-I thought you liked frog's breath…" he said, then muttered, "Just as much as you like rape." France smiled. "It isn't rape if I yell surprise! Plus, frog's breath is suspicious, but for you I shall let it pass." He said simply and began to eat the soup, no matter how awful England's cooking is. I mean, come on. Who puts frog's breath and worm's wart in soup?

MEANWHILE IN TOWN…

"Did anyone think to check Subway?" Italy asked, sadly. They then heard a soft barking, coming from Zero. Then America's voice calling, "Listen to me in my awesome hero voice, guys!"

"It's America! We've found him!" Italy cried, happily. "Great. Now let's just get on with our lives." Romano added. He then felt ignored as a crowd gathered around America. "What happened?" "Where were you?" "Why did you leave?" many people began calling out questions.

"I'll tell you only if you call a town meeting! Immediately!" America demanded.

SOME TIME LATER AT A TOWN MEETING…

All the citizens of the town were gathered at a meeting lead by America, who began by clearing his throat with obnoxious coughing. "Listen, everyone! I'm gonna tell you about Christmastown!" he began.

"There are objects so peculiar, they were not to be believed!" he began to sing, awfully. "All around, things to tantalize my brain! It's a world unlike anything I've ever seen, and as hard as I try, I can't seem to describe, like a most improbable dream. But you must believe when I tell you this: It's as real as my skull and it does exist!" he took a deep breath before continuing.

"Here, let me show you!" he said, running to go retrieve something. "Peh. I liked him better when he was missing." Romano stated. "I love you too, Romano!" America laughed as he appeared once more, holding a small preset.

"This is a thing called a present. The whole thing starts with a box!" he continued. Everyone stayed silent. "A-aren't you gonna ask what it is?" he asked. Everyone shook their heads. He sighed and continued for hours with a song about Christmastown that could have only taken a few moments of explanation.

"Hey, I think I like this idea! This Christmas sounds pretty fun! We should try it ourselves; I bet it would be absolutely amazing!" Italy giggled.

"Wait, there is just a bit more!" America spoke up as everyone was standing to leave. "The guy who runs this town, he's so weird! He says maple, says 'ho ho ho', and they call him…Canada!"

Everyone gasped. "What's a Canada?" they seemed to all ask in unison to eachother as they walked out of the meeting. America sighed, stuffing his face with a cheeseburger that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"They seem to be excited, but I don't think they really understand Christmastown…" he said to himself.

BACK IN FRANCE'S MAGICAL PEDO CASTLE…

"You've poisoned me too much, England! I'll get you back for it later!" France yelled, locking England away in his room. England sighed and began to cook awful food in the presence of his isolation.

The doorbell soon rang, and France clenched his eyes shut, irritated by it as he now had a headache. "Unless you're here about that ad in the newspaper, I suggest you get out!" he called, but he had left the door open so America walked in. "America? You answered my ad?" he asked.

"Um, I came to borrow some equipment…and what ad?" America asked. "Oh, I thought you were here so we could…uh, never mind. What do you need?" France asked.

"Well, I'm conducting a series of experiments…" America commented, to which France began giggling and removing his clothes. "N-not those kinds of experiments!" America yelled, "And put your clothes back on! Nobody wants to see all that, you creep!"

France pouted and began putting his clothes back on. "Come back into the lab then, I'll get you fixed up." France said, beginning to get ideas. "Experiments…?" England wondered to himself, hearing their conversation.

So, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review!