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

Author's Note: Special thanks goes to SexySayainSakura, and Marissa, for helping me through the editing process. Now I have the old Word document working on my laptop. Crappy trial thing that came with the laptop quit on me after three months, so I've had to write on wordpad for the past three chapters or so. Well, on to the new chapter!

Chapter Seven: Interference

In the morning after Molly ran out of the Laboratory, Jewel went up to the top of the tower to speak with her husband. "And she hasn't been home all night!" Jewel continued after explaining to Dr. Finkelstein what had happened. "I just don't know what to do with her anymore!"

Dr. Finkelstein looked away from his microscope to look at his blonde wife. "Well, I told you before I made Molly that she would be a lot of hard work."

"Well can you at least talk to her when, or more like if, she comes back home?" Jewel asked with a tired sigh. "She listens to you." When the doctor nodded, she then put on a more peppy tone of voice. "Well I'm off to town to see what is new!"

It didn't take long for the blonde to finish making herself presentable, since she was the type to make sure she looked her best even when she would stay home all day. Walking into town with her duck-shaped head held high, she then noticed that there was a rather large crowd of people near the gate that lead in and out of town. Curiosity in what got people's attention lead Jewel towards the crowd, and she had to squeeze through several people to catch a glimpse at what was going on.

There stood a new fellow she had never seen in town before. His long chestnut brown hair was wavy, and stood out against his deadly pale skin. Corpse blue bags were under his blood red eyes, and his face was complemented with a pointed nose, and equally pointed chin that made him handsome in the eyes of most women who treasured the sophisticated look. Even his long black robes, with the high collar that showed the red silk lining, screamed that he had class. The Vampire whom was a stranger to the town, was one who enjoyed the finer things in life. His height was even to Jack Skellington, who was actually standing by his side, along with the four Vampire Brothers.

"My friends," Jack began to make his speech to the obviously curious citizens who huddled around to catch a glimpse of the potential new member. "I would like you all to meet Vladimir Vampire. He is the nephew of the Vampire Brothers, and he is here to help us make this Halloween even better than it was last year!" The townspeople cheered and the new Vampire, now identified as Vladimir, bowed slightly in a humble way.

"It is nice to be here in this town of Halloween." Vladimir stated in a soft, refine, yet manly tone, that had a hint of a Transylvanian accent.

The Creature from the Black Lagoon turned to Jewel and Corpse Mother and whispered, "Now there's a fine looking Vampire!"

"If I wasn't already married..." Corpse Mother began to say but didn't finish because her husband was not too far away and her son was by her side as well.

Jewel's eyes twinkled and a grin began to spread over her features. "Yes, a mighty fine Vampire indeed." The matchmaker inside of the blonde creature went off as she remembered what her and her daughter argued about the night before.

Speaking of the rag doll woman, she was still back at Oogie's lair, and was wide awake. Drumming her fingertips on the stone tiled floor, she laied on her stomach with an annoyed expression. It was about an hour or so ago that she was suppose to show up for work, yet she could not leave. 'Now I understand why he was making such a fuss over me last night.' Molly thought to herself dryly. 'He wanted to use me as a pillow again.'

Indeed, this was true, especially since after Oogie knew for sure that Molly was in a deep enough sleep, he laid her on her stomach and rested his head upon her back. This was not the first or second time he did this to her, and by now she was quite use to it. The truth was, Oogie would make up any excuse or reason to make her stay and either entertain him longer, or on a few occasions, stay for a nap. He'd say something like, 'You look tired Doll Face, why don't you take a little rest...' and the next thing Molly knew, was that he only offered so he could get a few hours of sleep himself.

A very sneaky way to get his way, and for some reason Molly continued to forget that he was after all, the Boogie Man. A sadistic jerk by nature, and that hadn't changed even though they were friends. He would still get mad at her when he caught her cheating at card games, even when he was cheating more than her. Yep, that was Oogie Boogie, and even though his habits got on Molly's last nerve, she didn't want to change him. It would have been very odd if he had done all those nice things last night, without some other motive behind it.

Just as she was beginning to wonder how much longer the snoring sack would continue to sleep, a deep yawn escaped him. Sitting up and stretching his arms above his head, he sighed in a relaxed tone, "Ah, what a good night's rest."

"Mmmm I'm glad you thought so." the rag doll retorted in a sarcastic tone. Rolling to her back, she then sat up and saw the grin on Oogie's face when he turned to her; that smirk he always gave her when he did something he knew irritated her, and got such a joy from it.

"Didn't think I'd be that nice, now did you? Even I found it hard to stomach taking care of you." he told her with that irritating croon.

Yes, he liked to impress Molly with his lair, and to keep her around; even doing a few little things for her just to make her smile, but that was only because he liked it when she smiled. He also liked to annoy her to death. In the mere month they had been uneasy friends, he learned several things that were Molly's pet peeves. It was times like this, where he used 'kindness' to get what he wanted out of Molly, that he was sure he wasn't going down a path that would make him seem like a good guy. There were also times when he worried that he was losing his touch as the meanest guy in their world; especially since his next evil plan about how to get back at Jack, and perhaps even Sandy, were on a major hiatus. Keeping Molly around was his way of keeping himself out of the boredom spells he suffered from for about nine months after being sewn back by Lock, Shock, and Barrel.

Molly stood up and brushed some of the dust that was from the floor off the front of her dress, "For a moment, yeah, I guess I did." Once she was satisfied that her dress was decent looking, she began to walk towards the exit of his lair. "I have to get going though. Would have left awhile ago, but you're head was so heavy I couldn't."

"Just a moment Doll Face, you still owe me for letting you stay here, and for me having to be...nice..." he said the word with distaste, "...to you last night!" Folding his arms over his chest in an authoritative way, he continued, "I believe that deserves an all day visit."

"Unlike you, I actually have other duties to attend to." the rag doll responded and was about to leave until Oogie stood up and got in her way.

"Now that was a low blow there. You know, I spoil you way too much by letting you get away with those kinds of remarks, without having you visit Betsy." he told her with a slight glare. "I believe that calls for another favor, or just one big favor."

Favors were another thing these two argued over, since Oogie wasn't exactly a fair score keeper, and Molly didn't like about half the things he wanted to repay any 'favors' he did for her. "And just what is it you have in mind then?"

That mischievous grin spread across his face as he replied with an lecherous chuckle, "Today we play poker..." he then unfolded his arms and poked her collar bone, "...strip poker."

This wasn't the first time he suggested this. "How many times am I going to have to remind you that playing strip poker with you is unfair in so many ways?"

"Like I really care if it's fair?" Oogie shrugged.

Even though he said this, Molly began to list off the reasons she found it unfair. "First off, you don't even wear clothes, so I'd be the only one having anything at stake. Second, you're better at poker than I am, even when we're both cheating! And third..."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Oogie cut her off in mid sentence, nodding his head, but not really listening to her reasons. "...and just how many times do I have to keep reminding you, Doll Face, that I don't play fair?"

Knowing that he wouldn't move out of her way and continue to make her late for work, Molly sighed in resignation, "Fine Boogie, I'll play strip poker with you."

Assuming that she would continue her protest, Oogie responded, "I already said I..." then he realized that she didn't argue. "...wait what did you say?"

"I said I would play." she answered, causing the Boogie Man to grin widely until she added, "But..."

Uh-oh...there was a 'but'. There was always a, 'but' to whatever idea of his that she agreed to. Couldn't Molly just do as he told her to without there being a catch? That was one thing about her that was both admirable, and annoying. His grin fading and replaced by a glare of suspicion, Oogie asked reluctantly, "But what?"

Now it was Molly's turn to grin, "I'll play with you but, you're going to have to swear off cheating, and, you're going to have to lose some weight too. So that next time you decide to use me as your pillow I can at least move from under your head and get to work on time."

'GAH! SHE ALWAYS DOES THIS TO ME!' Oogie shouted mentally, as he pouted. "B-but that's not fair!" His statement was rather ironic, since he told Molly only a moment ago that he himself wasn't fair, yet expected her to be fair with him.

"Two unfairs make a fair." she told him with a chuckle, quoting his words to her from last week. "Isn't that what you told me?" Then an idea came to mind so she added, "Oh yeah, and if we ever do end up playing, you'd have to wear some kind of article of clothing to take off yourself." A chuckle escaped her as she thought of how unnecessary it was to add that, since Oogie would never quit cheating even if it was to save his life, and the same could be said about his size. "To be honest I don't know why you keep on wanting to play when you can't even strip."

Oogie already had an answer for her, with another deep suggestive chuckle, "I'm not the one interested in seeing strip."

Molly shook her head at him, "No wonder nobody lets you into town, since you run around naked all the time." she said with that teasing tone in her voice. "Not that you could really fit into clothes, so I can see why you don't wear any."

"Oh ha ha, forgive me for not wanting to play dress up like that pumpkin head, Jack Skellington." Oogie grumbled with narrowed eyes.

A giggle came from the raven haired doll woman as she patted Oogie's belly, "Like you'll ever get to be as skinny as Jack."

Annoyed that she was poking fun at his size, and comparing him to Jack, he pouted more as he folded his arms over his chest again. "If all you're going to do is mock me you'd might as well go back to town! I'll make you repay me later." Oogie then turned his head to the side to snub Molly.

"Fine, I was trying to leave anyways." Molly said with a shrug, noticing that he now stepped out of her way. Not very happy that he didn't get his way at the moment, Oogie didn't ask her when she would be back, as he usually did. Even so, Molly added, "I'll be seeing you later Boogie Man." When Oogie was still stubborn enough not to even return a word of parting, the rag doll left his lair and headed back to town.

Molly was not expecting her mother to be so welcoming when she came back home. Like the night before, she opened the door before Molly could reach the handle, and instead of the frown she was expecting, Jewel looked down right...excited, to see her. "Molly! There you are! I've been wondering when you would come back home!" she said in a cheery tone, which scared Molly more than a scream would have. Before she could even respond, Jewel took her hand and lead her inside, "We have a new Vampire living in our town, and he's been waiting all morning to meet you!"

As the confused rag doll was lead into the dinning room, the Vampire, Vladimir, was sitting at the table. 'By Lucifer this woman is very boring. The way she talks of her daughter non-stop is making me think that she's trying to pair us up. Ha, she's probably some vile looking thing. And not the good kind of vile either.' Vladimir thought to himself after Jewel left the room. When he heard her return, along with another set of feet walking upon the stone floor, he turned and gave the two a bored, eyes half open stare.

"Vladimir Vampire, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Molly." Jewel introduced, stepping away from Molly so that Vladimir could get a better look at her.

The rag doll woman glanced at her mother, and then looked forward at the Vampire sitting at the table. Judging from the look on his face, he didn't seem as enthusiastic about the meeting as her Mother was. He looked like a Vampire should, though his long, and wavy chestnut hair was different from the slicked back hair the Four Vampire Brothers. When he stood up, she was able to see that he was taller than she first expected, and Vladimir started to walk towards her.

Vladimir's red eyes only opened a little more when he saw Molly, since she wasn't as vile as he first thought, neither in a bad or good way. In fact, in his opinion she was rather plain looking. The only distinct features she had from the other rag doll whom was Jack's girlfriend, was her short black hair and green eyes. Then again, her dress looked a little better than Molly's, but it was still ripped and tattered at the bottom. However, she wouldn't be a total loss physically, if her wardrobe was changed, along with some other things. Holding out his hand, he said with a small smile, "It is nice to meet you, Holly."

"It's Molly." she corrected him, glancing at his hand without taking it.

"Molly," he repeated, before just taking her hand and shaking it, "pardon my slip of the tongue. I am not good with names after just recently learning them."

"Vladimir is the nephew of the Vampire Brothers!" Jewel explained to Molly as the two shook hands.

After shaking his hand several times, Molly slipped it out of his grasp, and looked him in the eyes. "Well, that's nice." She wasn't exactly sure what else to say to a total stranger, and she had a bad feeling that her mother was up to something.

Vladimir forgot her name again, so he instead chose not to use it when he spoke to her again, "Madam, would you care to perhaps show me around your town for a bit?" The reason he asked her, and not any of the other women in the town whom showed more interest in him than Molly did, even within a few seconds of meeting, was because she didn't seem as eager to please him. She seemed quiet too, something else that sparked his interest.

Since Molly would have rather not show someone around town, she quickly said, "I have to go back to work soon."

"Then perhaps later?" Vladimir asked, "Or perhaps tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow would be a fine day for Molly!" Jewel answered, before Molly could.

Molly's head turned to her mother, but before she could say anything to her, Vladimir spoke again, causing her to turn her attention back to him. "Good. Then I shall come by the house tomorrow in the morning then?"

"That would be fine. Perfect even. We look forward to seeing you then!" Jewel replied, and Vladimir took her answer, instead of listening to Molly's.

Taking his black and red umbrella, Vladimir nodded to the two Finkelstein women, "Then I best be going now. I am staying at my uncles' home in the residential area, in case perhaps you wish to come visit me during the last preparations of Halloween."

"Ah, we'll make sure to come visit you as well then." Jewel continued, before nudging Molly, "Perhaps then you should see him to the door, dear."

Not wanting to make a scene that was similar to the private one she had with her mother last night, Molly decided to do as she said, and walked with Vladimir to the front door. Opening his umbrella to shield himself from the rays of the morning sun, he took her hand again, but this time placed a kiss around the knuckles of her hand. "I look forward to tomorrow, Madam."

Once Vladimir left the Lab, Molly turned to her mother, "Okay, mother, why did you do that?"

Jewel looked surprised that Molly seemed unhappy, "I thought about what you said last night. Don't you think he'd make a fine suitor?"

"S-suitor!" Molly almost gagged on the word, since she wasn't exactly expecting her mother trying to match her up with a vampire when she returned home after the fight they had last night. "Why are you trying to pair me up all of a sudden?"

The blonde smiled, "Because, I'm showing you that I do listen to you. Just go out on this one date with him, you know he's the talk of the town now!"

"But I don't even know him!" Jewel's daughter replied with wide eyes. "What am I suppose to say?"

"Oh Molly please, if there's one thing you should learn about men, it is that you should listen to them talk, and talk less about yourself." Jewel answered with the wave of her hand.

Not wanting to deal with her mother at the moment, the raven haired rag doll began to head up to the Experiment room where her father was almost all the time. "I'm going to go see father."

Jewel watched as Molly climbed up the rail to go see Dr. Finkelstein and sighed with a smile, "Poor dear is just nervous. I bet by tomorrow she'll be really pleased with my match making!"

"Hmmm..." Dr. Finkelstein began to rub his chin after Molly finished talking to him, informing the man in the wheelchair of what her mother set her up for. "Well I don't see what's the problem in going on a simple little date."

"It's not a date!" Molly tried to clarify, "I'm just showing him around the town since he's new. My point is, mom is always trying to force me into things that I don't want to do."

After tweaking what he was working on, Dr. Finkelstein turned his chair to face his daughter. Speaking in a more firm, explanatory way, he asked her, "Did I ever tell you the story behind your creation." Molly nodded, and he continued, "I made your mother almost one year ago, since that treacherous Sally wouldn't even do her simple chores. Of course, she is my ideal woman, but I am also a very busy man. Getting lonely, Jewel wanted company. She wanted a daughter, and so, I made you."

Molly sighed, "What does that have to do with this though?"

"What I am trying to tell you is, that maybe you shouldn't always go against what your mother says." her father responded, "I know you're at that age, and it's only natural for you to disagree. Although, Jewel is your mother, and I made you so that the two of you could bond. Maybe if you compromised, you would both be more happy."

"In other words, you want me to give this guy a chance too, right?" the rag doll asked reluctantly. Dr. Finkelstein nodded, and finally, Molly sighed in resignation. "Alright, I'll do this." As she left her father's experiment room, she then remembered her daily visits to Oogie. For a moment she worried if he would become upset by her absence tomorrow. Even though they were friends for about a month, it was still only a short time, and he could still consider doing something to take her hostage at his lair for the rest of her days if he felt the need to do so. Then she thought, 'Well, it's only one day, I'll just say that I couldn't get out to see him. He'll understand.'

The next day, Molly spent the good part of the day showing Vladimir around Halloween town, and already knew that she didn't want to go on a real date with him. All the vampire did was talk of how simple the town seemed to be, or bragged about himself, which got old fast. Luckily for her, the tour was over before nightfall, so Molly planned to go see Oogie for a short while. However, it seemed that fate was against her.

"What do you mean you can't open the gate?" Molly asked in exasperation.

The Clown who was never seen off of his unicycle, who was also the keeper of the main gate key, responded, "Not suppose ta let anyone, or anything in or outta tha city for the next week or so." Clown paused for a moment, and before Molly could ask why, he added, "The Mayor and Jack are working on some special plan for Halloween, and didn't want them three troublemakers, you know, Lock, Shock, and Barrel, to ruin anything."

"And you're not going to let me pass, are you?" Molly asked, sounding as if she already knew that she had been defeated. Clown nodded, and Molly sighed. As she walked back to the Laboratory, she said to herself, "Well, I'll just go visit him in a week. It's not like he's expecting me anytime soon. I said later, but I never said how much later." Little did she know, that the next two weeks, her mother and Vladimir would keep her preoccupied, leaving her with little time to think of her burlap sack friend.

Although Oogie hadn't been so busy during those two weeks, in fact, he was bored each day. While she was gone, Oogie got a taste of what life was like before Molly, and remembered how dull the days were. He got so bored, and desperate for something to do, he was willing to interact with anyone. "Okay you brats," Oogie began as he, and his three henchmen stood before him in his game room. "This is how the game is played." Picking up a ball that was a solid, and one that had a stripe on it. "There are two colored balls in Pool. It doesn't matter which ball you, or I hit. If it goes into one of the pockets, then the person who hit it gets the point. If you get a ball into one of the pockets, you get another two turns. Do any of you understand the rules?"

Even Barrel could tell that Oogie's rules for Pool were not the correct ones. "Wait Mr. Oogie Boogie, I don't think that's how the game goes." He spoke up in a soft tone, trying not to get Oogie mad, since he had become even more irritable than usual in the past two weeks that Molly had been away.

Glaring at Barrel for questioning his rules, Oogie asked, "Oh? Would you like to show me the right way then, Barrel!"

"N-no." Barrel responded in a nervous stutter.

Lock then decided to speak as Barrel took a few steps away from Oogie for fear of his wrath. "What's the point of playing Pool when you're the only one who can reach the table, Boss?" he asked in a smart aleck tone of voice. Since they introduced Oogie to Molly, the Boogie man had been a little more lenient with the trio, causing Lock to develop a bad habit of giving Oogie attitude.

"BECAUSE I SAID!" answered Oogie with a yell.

"Can't we play something else though?" Shock asked, using a more humble tone than Lock had as she shot the devil boy a mean glare to warn him against further angering their boss.

Oogie glared more at the three before an evil grin fell upon his features. "Perhaps you three would have more fun playing hide and go shriek with Betsy again?"

Lock and Shock's eyes widened for a moment in fright, while Barrel, who was oblivious to the conversation, as he tried to reach the pool table by jumping up and down. "L-let's not." Shock replied in a soft tone.

"Is there any way to make the table shorter so we can reach it?" the shortest Boogie Boy asked, as he continued his relentless effort to see over the table.

Growling in irritation, Oogie picked Barrel up finally, and placed him down on the edge of the pool table. After staring down at the boy, who stared back into his empty sockets, he sighed rubbing his head with the tip of his hand. "Ah! Forget it! It's too easy anyway." Wanting some time to himself, he stormed out of the game room, forgetting that he left Barrel sitting up on the table.

Barrel stared down at the more than five foot difference between him and the ground, and gulped, while Lock began the blame game with Shock. "This is all your fault!" he declared, pointing at the little witch.

"How is it my fault?" Shock demanded, as she bared her teeth at Lock in anger.

"You were the one who introduced Oogie to Molly!" answered Lock.

"Was not! Barrel was the idiot who mentioned her to him!" Shock responded as she began to advance towards Lock, showing the beginning stages of a fight.

Barrel watched as the two exchanged glares and spoke up in a softer tone, trying not to interrupt. "Um...can one of you guys help me down from here?"

Lock acted as if he didn't hear Barrel, as he pushed Shock down once she got into his face. "Well it was your idea to get Oogie to like her!"

He was then greeted with a hard kick to the face from Shock's boot. After he fell over, holding his jaw, Shock stood up again, sneering, "Well you mouthing off to the boss isn't helping him go easier on us either! It was your fault that all day yesterday we played, 'survivor', with his stupid, hungry, spider!"

The two continued their fight with no more words, and more punches and kicks, while Barrel watched. He was glad that he hadn't decided to try and jump down, and get caught up in their fight, or become their new target. The jade haired boy took notice when Oogie stormed back in, and judging by the look on his face, he wanted to speak to all three of them. Barrel stared at Oogie for awhile, then glanced down at his brawling cohorts, and then back at Oogie, who still had the same look on his face. Turning around, he picked up the black eight ball, and held it over both Lock and Shock's heads. After dropping it, the heavy pool ball slammed against their skulls, and caused them to stop their fight. Before they were able to yell at Barrel though, they both suddenly realized that their boss was standing over them, waiting to get their attentions.

Now that all three of the children were paying attention to him, Oogie announced in an curt tone, "I want you guys to go find that friend of yours. I need to speak with her. Go see why she hasn't shown up lately. Now get moving!"

"Yes sir!" Lock and Shock replied obediently.

"But before we go, can you get me down from here?" Barrel asked in a weak tone of voice, trying not to upset Oogie anymore than he already was with his question. The burlap terror sighed, before he picked up Barrel and placed him down on his feet again, then pointed to the exit of the room. Taking the hint, Barrel then began to run out of the room, but not before falling once on his face, allowing Lock and Shock to run past him first.

The trio came back to Oogie's lair after an hour passed, and they were not happy with the news they had received. When they got to the gate, Clown told them to get lost, and when they caught sight of Molly with a vampire's arm wrapped around her shoulder, they knew it was bad. Clown told them that the two had been seeing each other for the past two weeks, and that vampire, Vladimir, had been taking her out almost every night. This would not sit well with Oogie. Even if Oogie didn't consider Molly his girl, the children knew how possessive Oogie was, and in his mind, they knew their boss thought that Molly belonged to him.

"Okay Shock, you're going to tell Oogie everything, right?" Lock asked as they entered Oogie's torture chamber.

Shock looked alarmed, "I sure as heck ain't gonna do it!"

"Well I don't want to either!" Lock growled, but then got an idea. Looking at Barrel, then at Shock, then back at Barrel again, he suddenly raised his arm up in the air, high above his head. "All in favor of making Barrel tell Oogie the news, raise your hand!"

Right after hearing this, Shock immediately shoved her hand up in the air, causing Barrel to jump back. "Hey! That's not fair!" he complained.

"Two against one." stated Lock with a smug grin.

Shock then added with an grin of her own, since she was glad she didn't get stuck with the job. "Majority rules."

"Y-yeah," Barrel admitted, nervous now, "But Oogie's going to be really mad when he finds out." The shorter boy had been walking backwards away from them, when he suddenly bumped into something. Looking up, he realized it was the same person he was just mentioning.

"What did you find out that would make me mad!" Oogie's loud voice echoed off the walls in his outrage as he demanded an answer.

At the same time, Lock, Shock, and Barrel jumped in surprise, and Barrel ran back to their side. The boy dressed like a devil was the first brave soul to respond, "Well, um, that is to say Boss, what I mean is...Barrel wants to tell you!" He then took several steps back to get away from Barrel, with Shock also doing the same, leaving poor Barrel to be put on the spot with Oogie yet again.

"Well um, I...uh..." Barrel tried to find his voice, since he was both scared of Oogie's wrath, and angry with Lock, and Shock for always sticking him with the least favored work. Saying the first thing that came to his mind, he finally said, "Y-you're, you're...you're really tall."

"I KNOW THAT!" shouted Oogie as he glared down at the boy dressed like a skeleton. "WHAT I WANT YOU TO TELL ME IS WHAT I DON'T KNOW!"

Shouting the news out bluntly, since Barrel wanted to get it over with, he said quickly, almost all in one sentence. "She's been seein' a new guy, named Vladimir!"

There was an eerie, and unsettling silence between the four of them for a very long time. Barrel stood there, cringing as he expected for Oogie's booming voice to start screaming at him, but when he was met with only silence, the short boy blinked his eyes, then looked back up at Oogie with a curious expression. Just as the three children began to wonder if Barrel's words fazed him, the Boogie man let out a fierce yell that could be heard all the way outside of the tree house if anyone had been wondering by. "SHE'S WHAT!" This caused Lock, Shock, and Barrel to jump three feet into the air from the sudden break of silence, and the three scattered to hide behind Oogie's contraptions in case the giant burlap sack wished to use his torture devices on them in his rage. Though, Oogie seemed more thoughtful, and frustrated, than angry. He glared as he began to pace the room, feverously muttering to himself. "Vladimir. She's seeing Vladimir." Pausing his speech and movement, he asked quizzically to nobody in particular, "Wait, who is Vladimir anyway?"

Lock decided to take a chance, and answer Oogie's question this time, "He's some Vampire. Think he's related to the four Vampire Brothers."

"Apparently he's been taking out Molly almost every day." Shock added, also feeling a little bolder; she even peeked out behind Oogie's iron maiden.

Barrel then said thoughtfully, though he didn't poke his head out from his hiding place, "He's tall too…" Of course, one would wonder what use this bit of information was to their boss.

When a deep growl came out of the Boogie man, Lock hissed over to Barrel, "You idiot! Stop talking about how tall people are!"

Shock emerged from behind the iron maiden now, feeling more confident to face the foreboding Oogie Boogie. "Clown told us that a lot of the women in town think he's just to die for. And that he's probably got a fancy for Molly, since he spends most of his time with her for the past two weeks."

Barrel now decided to poke out his head and state, "His nose is pointy, and so is his big chin."

Vampire? With a pointy nose, and big pointy chin? With a fancy for Molly? All this information was only making Oogie's anger about the whole situation rise, and he was unaware of the soft growl that began in his throat until it grew steadily louder until he shouted at his henchmen, "GAH! THAT'S ENOUGH! GET-OUT-NOW!" They didn't need to be told more than once. Almost at once Lock, Shock, and Barrel ran past Oogie; the tapping of their feet lead deeper into his lair until he could hear their birdcage elevator lift them out if his lair, and up to their playroom at the top of the tree house.

Muttering under his breath, Oogie continued to pace around, thinking over what he just found out. 'That little tease! She's supposed to come visit me everyday! How else am I suppose to be entertained throughout these long, boring, torturous days!' Then, he suddenly stopped his pacing again. A wonderful idea crossed his mind. A slow, sadistic grin began to creep its way onto his face; a grin he missed making. "Heh, heh, heh, heh…" he began to chuckle darkly before he began a monologue to himself. "Torture! That's exactly what I should do! I'll get those brats to lure this ignorant vampire to my lair, and then, I show him exactly why they call me, the BOOGIE MAN! BAHAHAHAHA!" Oogie then broke out into an insane fit of laughter, as he finalized the rest of his brilliant plan to get rid of this interference.

Dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun! Oh noes! Oogie's planning to torture Vladimir! Pftt! Like we care! Or maybe some of you do like Vlad. I dunno…anyways, who said the vamp will take it without a fight. Ooooh. Welp, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I know you've been wondering when Oogie was going to go back to his usual evil ways after the last few chapters of being nice, but I didn't wanna ruin it for you by explaining everything to you before this chapter. Hope it cleared some things up about Oogie and Molly's relationship as of yet. And no, Oogie's not in love, he just doesn't like to share his favorite doll's attention.

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

SexySaiyanSakura

The Narrator

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Marissa

Queen Freaky

PyroManiac198

Hearts Aglow

Jack's Sweetie

Megan

UnCanon

Thank you for all of your reviews! I'd also like to especially thank The Narrator for pointing out some of the mistakes I've made in previous chapters. I've corrected them in my document on the computer, however, I'll need to go back and fix them on later on, when I'm not too tired. But there were some things you pointed out that were actually fine. Such as, I know what to do with ! and ? marks, it's just sometimes I use both to show exasperation, and takes away the one that comes after it, so sometimes it looks out of place. But now I noticed that it does that so I put the ? or the ! mark first. And also, I've been using the right manner, since a manor is a house.

Anyways, I hope all you past reviewers, and you new guys reading giving the fic a chance, and are reading it for the first time enjoyed the chapter! I really enjoy seeing your honest opinions, and reading praise, as well as constructive criticisms.

LaterZ,

Sydney Daimao