It's been a wild ride I'll give you that.
Over the years I've made many friends and had many amazing adventures with those who dwell beyond the doors of the glade. But what I've found most facinating is that each holiday world is a land unto itself, litterly. No one remembers that other holidays exist in the human world save their own each is isolated from the other by many things but mostly that most elusive of all masters, time.
I've been mobbed by leprecahuans wielding shamrocks like lethal weapons, and had to dodge be-diapered rosy cheeked cherubs from using my backside as target practice. The bunny is ok as long as you approach from the front, and let's just say the pilgrims have a lot of family issues to sort out. Plus, to many fireworks can get a little old after a while.
But hands down my all time favorite holidays are those I first saw on that day, Christmas and Halloween.
When in these worlds I've learned the most and had the most amazing times, you see I had a connection to Christmas that I'd not even realised I'd had. Until, I first entered the house of Mr. and Mrs. Claus or now as I refer to them Papa Nicky and Nana Sarah. What? Didn't you think they had real names! Anyway, I'll get back to them later.
Now, Halloween. There's a fun place! Even when not celebrating, the citizens of Halloween Town live the most amazing mundane lives. Though their town is one of the smallest I've ever seen, and I can easily name every face within it. The place never seems to change and strangely though it works for them. And me.
When I first arrived in Halloween Town unlike my previous excersions I observed the comings and goings of the townsfolk. Rather than making myself known to the first interesting being who slithered, walked or other mode of bodily transport happened by. I'm glad I did.
For they have a rather unique view of their world. "Scare it all and damn the consequences."
Needless to say I liked it.
And over the years I've gotten to know them as they have never even known me. Sounds, strange I know. But please bear with me. You see while they embrace the strange,the weirdand sometimes the downright bizarre. Humans don't exactly rate very high on the public opinion poles, as the mayor could tell you.
Now, that guy is litterly the most honest politician I've ever seen. Because you can trust your own eyes that he's two faced. It's very funny to watch when somebody asks him something and he gets so frustrated that his head whooshes about likethe spin cycle in a washer. Poor guy runs through various medicines like sugar candy.
But in short, the mortal population is basically good for only one thing, scaring fodder.
During the first few years I kept quiet and just poked about the town seeing and learning what I could. Surprisingly, I got very good at blending into the shadows. I watched in everyday life, peeking through windows and listening at doors looking down from high places. Watching at how they celebrated Halloween sometimes even following them as they scared the unweary. Some things I liked, some I didn't.
Like Dr. Finklestein or Oogie Boogie whenever I saw him slinking about, I'd run in the opposite direction!
I got to know that creepy lout in another way, that I won't mention this early in the story. But I assure you, dear reader, it's worth the wait. Because it's means pretty much everything later.
Now so far I've just voiced my dislikes, and that's only half the story. For you see among the Halloween Town populace I loved two people by far the most, Sally and Jack. Because to me they were the most what the ordinary world would coin, normal. Or at least as one could be when you lived here.
Sally is a beautiful living rag doll made by the town's Official Mad Scientist, Dr. Finklestein. And did that poor baby heave the worst lot or what. The good Doctor, you see, is a shriveled, wrinkled husk of an old man confined to an electric wheelchair. That I'm almost positive is as ancient as he is. Also his weirdest hobby is building stuff and attaching actual pieces of himself to them!
Talk about the personal touch. Ugh!
Sally is one of his youngest creations and became the recepient of his hands. Personally, I think they look better on her anyway. But for all his handicaps that guy is as firece as a rabid pitbull and will guard anything that he considers his, Sally for example. She works and slaves in that tower all day, never seeing what it's like outside, never allowed to do anything fun. Yet, she still is able to smile and be an absolute sweetie to everyone.
Jack Skellington on the other hand is just as you first probably think of him. For he's litterly a skeleton in a black suit . Not much to say except, he's a nice guy and all around perfect gentleman. He's the one and only, King of Halloween. Needless to say everyone in town adores him. For at scaring there is definately no one better than he. Though he has has his little ghost dog, Zero along at every turn. He's always struck me as more than a little lonely.
It was these two who my life would one day revolve about completely.