Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Nightmare Before Christmas, Tim Burton does. I made up Molly but that's it folks!

Author's Notes: Thank you all who have reviewed the story so far! I'm very surpirsed by how popular this story is so far and it's only at the begining! Your reviews are very inpirational for me to continue! So please continue to read and review. I'd like to thank my super duper helpers, Marissa and SexySaiyanSakura, since without them, this story would not be as good as it is. This story is also dedicated to my friend, Marissa, whose love for Oogie is stronger than anyone else I know! Yay! On with chapter 3!

Chapter Three: Into the Labyrinth

Back at the laboratory, Jewel heard a knock at the door and went over to answer it, wondering who it could be since they hardly had unexpected visitors. When she opened the door, she saw the two witches standing there. "Sorry to bother you Jewel." The taller witch spoke first in a polite tone.

"We just wanted to come here to tell Molly that we're closing the shop for the day tomorrow so she doesn't have to come in for work." The shorter witch informed.

Jewel looked a little confused, "Well, why didn't you tell Molly this yourselves when she went to your shop?"

The witches looked to each other, since now they were the ones confused. "What do you mean?" the shorter witch asked curiously.

"We haven't seen Molly since this afternoon." Added the taller witch.

"That's strange; she told me that she was running an errand for Finkelstein and that she would go to your shop then come strait home."

The witches shrugged their shoulders and said in unison, "Nope, haven't seen her all night."

Jewel thought for a while as she scratched her chin until she finally got an idea. "Oh no! This could only mean one thing…SOMEONE KIDNAPPED MOLLY ON THE WAY THERE!"

The witches gasped at the thought. But then they remembered Molly's reputation and the taller witch asked, "Are you sure she was kidnapped? Maybe she just wanted to get out of the house?"

"Oh my, maybe so…" Jewel seemed a little more thoughtful, as she recalled her daughter coming up with such lies to get out of the house. "Perhaps I just let my imagination get the best of me. I'm sure she'll come back before it gets too late then."

The witches laughed light heartedly, "Yes, I'm sure she's enjoying a nice walk at this very moment." The shorter witch said.

Although that wasn't the case, since Molly was really in the casino lair of the assumed to be dead Oogie Boogie, and was facing the burlap sack horror at the moment. Oogie began to laugh deeply while Molly continued to stare up at him, not knowing what to make of his last statement about her never leaving. Once she found her voice, she narrowed her eyes, not liking to be told what she was going to do by a total stranger. "Just who do you think you are telling me I can't leave if I don't want to?"

The feisty question made Oogie laugh more, "Bwahahaha! Who am I? Oh that's good! Seems you are either oblivious or just plain stupid to not know me! I'm the Oogie Boogie man!" He then folded his arms over his chest and closed his eyes in pride.

A soft gasp escaped Molly after Oogie revealed his identity, "Y-you're Oogie? But father said you were dead!"

"So you have heard of me?" his grin widened as he studied her expression, which was still a look of surprise. "I can see you're quite intimidated." The rag doll then began to tremble and looked down at her feet. "Don't worry…" he said in a soft, yet not so reassuring tone, "I'll make sure that you won't be harmed, as long as you stay on my good side." Then he could have sworn he heard her chuckle, and raised a brow. "Hmm?" After awhile, the soft chuckles got louder, until Molly was suddenly laughing, and hard! "What are you laughing about!" demanded the Boogie man as he gave her a cross look.

Trying to control her fit of laughter, Molly replied, "Y-you….you….hahaha! You're telling me you're the boogie man! Oh my….hahaha! But you're just an over grown sack!"

Empty sockets widened for a moment before they narrowed, "WHAT!" Oogie was taken aback that someone dared to laugh at his appearance! It was inconceivable! Unheard of! Downright unacceptable! "I'll have you know that this 'over grown sack' as you put it, is the meanest guy around!" Poking her shoulder, with enough strength that would push her back against the wall a few times and warned her, "And if I were you, I'd watch what I say, because this might be the last time you see the Boogie Man!"

Molly really knew that she should not say anything to provoke Oogie, but she just could not help but to add, "And if I were you, I'd lay off the fattening foods, you look like you are going to rip apart at the seams!" Again, this made the once thought of as fierce giant neon green burlap bully widen his eyes and now his bottom jaw dropped in utter shock. It really didn't help that this also caused Molly to laugh harder than she was before.

"H-how…" Oogie stammered, knowing that he already lost his notoriously short temper, and was getting even more outraged by the feminine yet mocking laughter of the rag doll. Nobody ever got away with even implying that he was fat. Nobody! "How dare you! I'll have you know that I retain water beetles!"

A soft chuckle came from the raven haired rag doll, "You sure that's all you're retaining? Because it's a little obvious that you're no Jack Skellington!"

That was the last straw for Oogie, it was bad enough that she insulted his appearance, but when she compared him to Jack, the skeleton man he hated, was where he drew the line. He suddenly grabbed Molly by the arm before throwing her unceremoniously over his shoulder. "Back to Plan A!" he stated more to himself than to Molly as he began to walk, carrying Molly over his shoulder, keeping his arm wrapped around her lower back to make sure she didn't fall.

Molly was a little shocked by his reaction, since nobody ever thrown her over their shoulder in such a barbaric like way in her life. "Hey! Put me down this instant you brute! What do you mean by Plan A!" She squirmed around under his surprisingly strong grip.

Oogie ignored her demands and questions, though when she began to kick her legs around, she almost kicked his face so he had to put his other arm over them to keep them still. This rag doll took more effort to contain than he expected. Sally had been quite a push over when she tried to match wits with him, but Molly wasn't as submissive it seemed. As she continued to struggle, the burlap sack man sighed and rested his head to the side, finding that his head was not resting on his shoulder, but on something cushiony. This caught his attention "What's this?" he asked himself quizzically and stopped walking. As he looked to the side and realized that he had rested his head upon Molly's leather clad posterior. He couldn't help the grin that began to grow over his face before he rested his head against this newly discovered pillow. Oogie let out a soft contented sigh as he closed his eyes for a moment and said to his captive that he was leaning on. "You make a lovely pillow, Doll Face."

After Molly felt the weight of his head upon her backside, she stopped struggling for the time being and tensed up. "I know you did not just call me Doll Face!" she seethed trying her best to hide her embarrassment and sound more in control of the situation. "You better take your head off of my butt before I make sure you become the Headless Boogie man!"

"Dealing with you has made me a little tired, and you make an excellent pillow." Oogie replied in a half awake tone. He really didn't get much sleep since he didn't exactly own a comfortable bed, and considering he was about the equivalent of a bed. Even standing up, he could feel himself nodding off to sleep.

Molly realized that he was starting to fall asleep and decided to give him a rude awakening that she wasn't going to let him use any part of her body as a pillow. Once again she began to struggle, but this time it was more violent to wake up Oogie and in hopes that he would let go in his surprise.

Indeed he was surprised, but he kept his grip around her waist, and wasn't very happy about what she done. "Play nice!" he warned her turning his head to face her so she could see his glare. "If you keep acting like a misbehaving little girl I might have to spank you!"

"And I'm sure you don't want me to take a pair of scissors to you!" Molly threatened back, looking him right in the eyes to show how his warning did not faze her.

That really wasn't something Oogie would have liked and he tried not to think about it. "No. So it's a good thing you can't move!" he chuckled a little to cover how horrible the thought was of dying by scissors was to him. He then added, "I can assure you that you'll be a little preoccupied with what I have planned for you to keep you from thinking about taking scissors to me." Oogie then gave an evil laugh and continued to walk towards his planned destination.

Oogie's comment didn't make Molly feel any more confident, and she hated it when she lost her cool. She had never been in such a position like this, but she had been in a few tight spots and she wasn't about to let some sack man make her feel any more vulnerable. "What are you talking about? Where are we going!" When he continued to ignore her, she growled and shouted, "You better answer me you fat sack of bugs!" She then felt a sharp slap upon her backside, though the blow had been reduced a little by the leather material of her dress, but she still felt it.

"That's no way to get an answer." The Boogie man finally responded after giving her the slap on the rear. Then he added with a croon to annoy her, "You didn't even say please."

After Oogie gave her the swat, he had used his arm that held down her legs so Molly took this opportunity to kick the Boogie man right in the face with her heel. "I DON'T HAVE TO SAY PLEASE TO A JERK LIKE YOU!" this in turn, earned her another swat for her bottom that was harder than the first.

Oogie glared at the daring rag doll woman for that painful assault to his face, and was grateful that he had no nose that she could have broken. "Guess that means I won't let you leave." He commented before he placed her down and shoved her into an elevator contraption that was a few rooms away from the Torture Chamber. He then pulled the lever and the chains to the elevator began to clang together making a loud slightly rusty metallic sound as it began to move downward.

"Like you would have let me go before!" Molly yelled up at him with a heated glare as she shook her fist at him. She knew better than to try and escape a moving elevator, especially when her green eyes couldn't detect how far the drop was to the ground below.

A chuckle escaped the giant glowing green villain, "Hehehe…Nope." Waving down at her as he watched the elevator take Molly down further into the darkness below. "I hope you'll behave a little better for my…pet down there…HAHAHAHA!" He laughed loudly before he added, "If you can escape the Labyrinth alive, maybe I'll consider letting you go. I'm sure you're…dying for that! BAWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lock, Shock, and Barrel had been watching from the back entrance of the Torture Chamber through the bars of a window high above in their own bird cage elevator with wide eyes and open mouths. "I can't believe she called him fat!" Lock stated as the echos of Oogie's laughter could be heard clearly outside of the tree house.

"I can't believe Oogie hasn't strangled her himself yet!" Shock added.

Barrel then said, "Molly's never going to escape the Labyrinth! Even if she does, Oogie's pet's gonna get her anyways! Can't we do something!"

Lock shrugged, but Shock actually tried to think. Then, it suddenly hit her. "I've got it!" This exclamation caused the boys to look at her with their full attention. After all, it wasn't like they wanted Molly to get killed. "Oogie's never really had a…lady friend…has he?"

Lock and Barrel looked to each other with identical mischievous grins. "No…he hasn't…" the two boys said in cynical unison.

Shock's mind reeled as ideas came to her and rubbed her small juvenile hands together with a wicked grin of her own. "Perhaps we should remind him of that." This caused the children to laugh in their own unique way as they made their elevator go up so they could go back up to their play room to gather a few thoughts about what they would say to Oogie quickly before they went to Molly's rescue.

The raven haired doll opened the door to the cage elevator once it came to a complete stop. As she stepped out, she cautiously looked around, her eyes still adjusting to the darkness. Suddenly the whirring of machines began to sound all around her and before she knew it, the darkness fled with the sudden appearance of neon colors all around her. The light blinded Molly for a few seconds and she had to rub her eyes a few times before she could adjust back to the light. Once she opened her eyes again, she saw bright blues and greens, even a few pinks all around the high walls of the maze like area she found herself in.

"What's the matter, Doll Face?" Oogie questioned as he watched her from the hole that lead down to the Labyrinth, having a great view of it. "A little lost? I thought you would be, so I made sure to light the way for you, so to speak! Bwahahahaha!" Glaring up at the hole where the elevator came down from, Molly saw Oogie's smug green face, and again, he waved down at her mockingly. "You better hurry up, before something unpleasant comes and finds you."

Molly rolled her eyes and muttered, "Something unpleasant put me down here to begin with." Breathing in and out, she then began to walk down the one way hall that would soon lead her to three other ways she could choose from, in her challenging journey through Oogie's Labyrinth.

Oogie then decided to add, "Oh by the way Molly dear, since you are after all a defenseless little rag doll, I've been nice enough to provide you some of my Oogie toys. I'm sure you've always wanted to go out with a bang! AHAHAHAHA!"

"Aren't you a little too...BIG...to be playing with toys?" Molly yelled so that the burlap sack man who was watching her could hear her question. The ground then began to shake and a loud cry from a creature she could not identify echoed through the entire maze. Her eyes widened and she could hear Oogie laughing at her, not really needing to see her face to know that she was somewhat unerved.

"If I were you I'd get a move on, before the cries get louder!" Oogie suggested and wrapped his arms around his now sore stomach as he continued his devious laughter.

Deciding to not reply to him and let the Boogie man have the last word this time, Molly began to take the path to the right, since of course, right was always the right choice, at least that was the only good reason she had for taking it. Not knowing if this was the right way made her feel annoyed and anxious, and if she didn't know any better, she could have sworn the walls were closing in on her. Molly had no history of being Claustrophobic, but soon the walls around her really did seem like they were getting more narrow with each step she took. Just when she thought she had gone completely insane, she realized that the walls really were actually closing in around her from up ahead. Turning around she began to run back to where she started from and the walls started to clash together faster in order to catch up to her. Molly had to run and jump out so she could escape the trap and almost didn't make it back to where she had started when the walls closed off the right path. Sighing in frustration, after she landed hard on the ground, creating a small cloud of dust around her that had been lying still upon the ground, a soft chuckle of the sadistic spectator above her could be heard echoing all around her. 'Stay calm...stay calm...' she thought as she stood up and brushed the dust off herself with a frown. 'Getting mad is just what he wants from you.'

"Might I make a suggestion to you?" asked the glowing green sack as he poked his head down the hole in an upsidedown position, since now he was laying on his back. The point on his head dangled down and swayed from side to side along with his head with a grin plastered on his face. "You might want to take the path to the left if you want to get to the end."

Molly glared up at him for a moment, not liking how entertained Oogie Boogie was. "To the left you say?" she replied, sounding thoughful. After making it seem like she was thinking it over, she then began to take the middle path.

Oogie giggled in delight, "Are you sure you want to take that path? After all, I have a much better view up here than you do down there."

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious for me." the rag doll replied in a voice dripping with sarcasum. "It's because you've got a better view of the Labyrinth why I decided to go down this path."

"But you'll be sooooooorry..." said the Boogie man in a soft sing-song voice. When Molly dismissed him with the wave of her hand, Oogie chuckled softly to himself. He was surprised by how much fun toying with the offending doll woman was. Perhaps it had been too long since the last time he really got to watch someone else's misery. Of course, something, or more like someones, had to come along and interupt his viewing pleasure when he felt something poking his massive middle. Reluctantly, he sat up and faced his three minions. Folding his arms over his chest, and narrowing his brows together with an annoyed glare and a slight pout, he replied irritably, "And what do you three want?"

"Nothing in particular Oogie." replied Shock innocently speaking up first with a somewhat knowing grin.

Lock then decided to speak after her, "We just wanted to see what you were laughin' about. Seeing as how you haven't looked this happy in a very long time."

"Is it because of Molly!" Barrel suddenly asked, lacking the subtle hinting that Lock and Shock were tyring to use.

Giving his pint-sized minions a look of suspicion, Oogie wondered what they were getting at. These were cunning little brats he was talking to, after all, they did work for him. "Why do you think that it's the rag doll that's put me in such a good mood, hmmm?" Oogie asked, directing the question more towards Barrel, putting the shortest boy on the spot.

"Uhhhhhh...well, you're laughing..." Barrel responded with a thoughtful look.

"So!" the Boogie man snapped defensively, "I laugh a lot!"

"Yes, but you haven't laughed this hard after we brought you back." Lock stated logically with a small smile that showed his sharp teeth.

Oogie tried to deny the fact that he was true, sensing that they were trying to make Molly more appealing so that she would live through the night. "Oh please, it's just fun to watch her run around like a little mouse in a maze. She's a lot more trouble than she's worth."

Before Boogie's boys could mention something else to their boss, an explosion boomed from below and a scream could be heard in the Labyrinth. Instantly Oogie peeked down the hole to see Molly running back to where she started the maze yet again, though this time she was more exausted and her the cloth skin was covered with soot. After coughing several times and taking a several moments to catch her breath, Molly glared up at Oogie's face and shouted, "THERE WERE BOOBIE TRAPS DOWN THAT PATH!"

The stitched lips of the Burlap sack man curled as he roared with laughter, "WAHAHAHAHAHA! I told you to take the path to the left!" He reminded her smugly. This caused the doll woman to glower at him more, and a frustrated growl escaped her, which only amused Oogie more. "You know, you look rather cute when you're angry Doll Face." he added to further anger her, and to his satisfaction, it worked. With one more furious stare, she then turned on her heel and headed down the path to the left, which was now her only other choice. Watching her leave until she was out of his sight, Oogie chuckled a little before he looked back to his henchmen, each of them giving him their own uniquely sly smile. "What is that look for?" he asked crossly, narrowing his eyes and turning his grin into a frown.

"Adimit it boss, you like having Molly around." Lock replied with his smile growing.

Barrel added, "It's not that surprising, after all, she's not like anyone else in Halloween Town!"

"Jack's had some real trouble keeping her from cleaning out the townspeople's pockets." Shock stated in a sly tone. "Nobody has beaten her at any card game. Don't think there's anyone that can."

The tone of Oogie's voice changed to a furious boom, "Oh I see exactly what you are getting at now!" He then stood up and began to advance towards the children, who immediatly began to back away from him with worried looks on their faces instead of the confident smiles they had moments ago. "You are trying to let Molly have a second chance. Well that's too bad! Oogie doesn't give second chances to those who mock him! So you can just forget about whatever is going through those pea sized brains of yours and get out of my sights before I really get angry!"

Lock, Shock, and Barrel knew better than to argue so they scampered off to go back to the treehouse above Oogie's lair, leaving their angry boss alone. "The nerve of those brats!" Oogie muttered to himself as he refolded his arms over his chest and continued to stare in the direction the children ran off in. "Trying to manipulate me into keeping their precious friend around! HA! The reason I had them bring her here to begin with was to despose of her so that she wouldn't distract them anymore." Then he thought, 'Though they did make a point...it has been too long since I've had a good laugh.' Placing his pointed hand under his chin, he began to rub the area with a thoughtful expression. 'Hmm...and if I do keep her around...if being the key word there...I might just be able to enjoy her misery a lot more.' Though he then remembered the insults Molly made against him earlier and narrowed his eyes again. 'Then again, she's got it coming to her!'

Meanwhile, back with Molly, she was making her way through the path and was looking around, on guard for anything that might jump out at her or for walls to close in, but nothing came. No walls caving in, no skelletons jumping right in front of her from a pile of bones lying on the ground. "Something doesn't feel right about this...it seems too easy." She said to herself, her soft voice echoing off the walls along with the taps of her boots upon the stone floor. Just before she began to relax a tiny bit, she heard a loud matalic bang comming from behind. Looking back with wide green eyes, Molly saw nothing but the seemingly endless path back to where Oogie placed her down into the Labyrinth. She stared back for a minute or two before she felt secure enough to move on, she heard the cry of the unknown thing again, and this time, it was a lot closer than before. She felt her artificial heart begin to beat faster against her chest, and the sounds of heavy falling footsteps comming up from behind her made her jump. Choosing flight over fight, she dashed down the path as fast as her feet could carry her, creating loud sharp click clack sounds that would surely alert the creature to her location. The footsteps from behind began to pick up the pace to try and match her own, most likely trying to catch up to her. No doubt it was the thing that made the terrifying sound. No doubt it would love to make her into it's midnight snack, and no doubt that Oogie was watching her somewhere above with that smug grin of his, enjoying how helpless she felt.

Breathing through her mouth now as she continued to run away from the invisible foe, Molly couldn't think right, she had no plan of action if something went wrong. There was nothing else she could think about besides to keep running faster, though her legs began to ache, and her heart continued to beat more rapidly. Just when she was sure that whatever monster was after her would surely get her, she noticed that there was an end to the path and grinned. It was the exit, it had to be! She just knew it had to be the end! Molly wasn't about to give up now, not when she was so close to her escape. There was even a slight glint of light up ahead, and she was sure that it must have been the light from the rising sun, though she wasn't quite sure if it was early morning, but she also didn't know how long it had been since she began this escapade.

Once her whole body made it through the threshold of the exit, she used her heels to cease her flight and breathed a sigh of relief. Placing her hand over her chest, Molly attempted to calm herself and began to chuckle as she closed her eyes. "I did it." she muttered to herself repeditively with a smile. She then opened her eyes and looked around, realizing that she hadn't exited the Labyrinth just yet. Now she was in a very large room, luminated with candles on the high walls, dripping with wax, the candles being held by strange giant skelletons. Molly began to get that feeling that perhaps she shouldn't be smiling just yet, especially when she looked to the right and saw what had caught the light of the candles to created the hopeful light she saw. It was a giant spider web, with its maker right in the middle of it, which almost took up the whole web.

The rag doll thought about running for it, but there was no where for her to run except back, and she had a feeling that the beast that had been trying to hunt her down was just waiting for her outside of this chamber. 'Oogie! He must have known about the giant spider...so basically he doesn't want me to get out of here...not alive anyways.' Molly thought to herself with a sneer as she thought of the Boogie man that she hadn't known for long, but despised already. It didn't take long for the spider to lock it's large eight eyes with the two green ones she had and immited a horrible screech like growl. As Molly winced a little, she realized that the sound the spider made was the same one she had been hearing the whole time. So in reality, she had in fact gone right into the trap, instead of running from the danger like she thought she had been doing all along. Though that still didn't explain the footsteps she clearly heard before.

The spider jumped down from it's perch in it's own web and stood a good ten yards away from her, staring her down for a while, to see if she would try to run. Molly cautiously looked about the room for anything that might be of some help for her, but still managed to keep a good eye on her foe incase it decided to attack her when she dropped her guard. Just as she thought, the spider suddenly began to crawl with a fast pace towards her and Molly's reaction to it was quick enough so that she could get out of it's way. The spider slammed head first into a wall, and pretty hard, causing it to enter a dizzy spell for awhile just as the rag doll stumbled across something she could use. Looking down, she noticed a large axe, that was slightly rusted; evidence that whoever was using it, left it down here for awhile. Noticing that the spider was shaking off it's daze, Molly reached down to pick up the axe, realizing that it weighted more than it looked. Cursing her lack of strength she continued trying to lift up the axe until she finally managed to lift it up just a few feet off the ground. In that same moment though, the spider jumped into the air, attempting to slam it's full weight onto the rag doll.

Molly took a deep breath to calm herself before she threw the axe with all her strength at the spider, but since she had been too much in a hurry to attack, she forgot to aim and the axe missed the spider by a long shot. The rag doll was slammed to the ground from the heavy body slam given to her by the spider, and it didn't even give her the courtesy to get back up before it trapped her body between it's two pincers to bring her closer to it's sharp teeth. First it took a bite of her arm, clamping it's teeth down on her entire left arm and jerked it's head to the side, ripping the arm from the seams where it had been sewed on. Molly's stuffing, which was really just a bunch of dead autumn colored leaves, fell out and once the spider realized that it's prey had no meat he spit the appendage right out. This truely didn't make Molly happy so in her rage she gave one of the spider's largest eyes a good punch, causing the spider to screech and back off away from her.

Scooting back against the wall, Molly watched the spider shake it's head from side to side in pain as she frantically tried to think of how she could defeat a giant spider when she was unarmed, due to the fact that she couldn't refind the axe and now without her left arm. Things weren't looking good, and she had a bad feeling that Oogie was going to win after all, and that the saying, "curiousity killed the cat" would really be true. After a minute or so, the spider recovered from the eye punch and seemed to glower at Molly, now wanting revenge. Just as it began to advance towards her again, something was thrown into the chamber, causing both the spider and the now defenseless rag doll to look at what it was. What was thrown into the room was a pair of dice, which were larger than normal. Once they got between both the spider and Molly, the roll's result was snake eyes, and suddenly purple gas began to come out from the holes of the dice, filling the air around them. The spider swayed from side to side before finally falling on it's stomach in a dizzy haze; apparently knocked out. The gas also effected Molly too, who was trying not to breathe in the now contaminated air, but it still invaded her body despide her attempts. With a few coughs, she found her world darkening around her before she laied back against the wall again. The gas ceased escaping the dice not long after Molly fell unconcious and then entered the one who threw the dice, that had saved Molly from her fate with the spider.

Molly was not wrong when she heard footsteps behind her, for they were the footsteps of an annoyed Oogie Boogie, who had decided that he wouldn't feed her to the spider just yet, and was trying to catch up to her before she reached the end of the Labyrinth. Oogie was not effected by the gas, since he had no nose and made sure not to open his mouth to breath in the air and fall unconcious himself. The room was clouded in some of the purple smoke but he could see enough to make out where Molly was. Walking over to her with an annoyed look, he thought, 'She better be kissing my feet when she wakes up and realizes I spared her little life!' Then he noticed her missing arm and gave a mental sigh before he glanced around for her arm, which didn't take too long to find since it was only five feet away from the spider. Picking the rag doll up and throwing her over his shoulder carelessly like he had done before, he retreived her arm as well and began to walk back to the entrance of the Labyrinth.

Well well, what did you all think? Oogie and Molly get along great don't they? What will Molly think of Oogie when she wakes up and realizes that he helped her escape the spider? Though I don't think she's going to do any foot-kissing since Oogie was the one who put her down in the Labyrinth to begin with!

I'd like to thank the following for their reivews:

SexySaiyanSakura

Quillian91

Moonliterider

Marissa

Jack's Sweetie

Kaitlynn

MasterShaper

NeoKairi

I hope I kept you all entertained throughout the chapter and that Oogie and the others seemed IC. Continue to read and review and I'll try to update with chapter 4 faster than I did with chapter 3. My school had finals the other week then I got into trouble and had to do some extra stuff around the house to occupy my time.

LaterZ,

Sydney Daimao