Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Nightmare Before Christmas, Tim Burton does. I made up Molly, and Vladimir, but that's it folks!
Quick Author's Note: Special thanks to my super duper helpers, Raptured Night (formerly known as SexySaiyanSakura) and Marissa for all their help during this chapter, especially with the rhyming for Lock, Shock, and Barrel's short Kidnap the Vampire song. And a special thanks to you patient reviewers for waiting so long for me to finally update with this chapter! Enjoy :D
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Chapter Eight: Kidnap the Vampire
As Oogie began to laugh insanely, Lock, Shock, and Barrel gathered around the opening of the chute that lead down to Oogie's torture chamber, listening to their boss' laughter. This wouldn't have normally worried them, except for the fact that Oogie hadn't laughed like that in a very long time, and also because of the recent news they brought to him. "Think he's gone mad?" asked Barrel curiously after Oogie ceased his laughter.
Now instead of laughing, he was coughing, and the burlap sack muttered to himself, "Being evil is hard on the windpipe."
"I think he has…" Shock replied to Barrel.
Lock gave them both a quizzical look before presenting an argument, just for the reason to argue. "What do you mean? He's always talked to himself."
The sudden yell from the chute scared all three of the children so much that they all jumped at least a foot up in the air. "BOYS! GET DOWN HERE! NOW!" Ordered Oogie, addressing the children. Despite the fact that Shock was a girl, she knew that he meant for her to join Lock and Barrel as well, since she was part of 'Oogie's boys'.
Once the juveniles were once again standing in front of their master, they all asked at the same time, "Y-yes Mr. Oogie Boogie?"
At first when they came down to see him, Oogie had been tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for them to come see him, but now he began to grin in a wicked way as he rubbed the points of his arms, which were the closest things he had to hands, together in the way villains have been known to do. "I have a little job for the three of you to do. And I want it done tonight."
Upon seeing this behavior of their boss, Lock, Shock, and Barrel began to look intrigued. This was more like the old Oogie that they both feared, yet also adored in the fact that he rivaled their own sadistic natures. "Oooh! What kind of job?" asked all three of Oogie's henchmen.
Oogie motioned for them to come closer, and immediately they scurried over, unable to hide their excitement, and curiosity about the new job. Speaking lowly to them, Oogie explained, "You're gonna get me this Vladimir fellow. I think it's time we had a little heart-to-heart talk."
All of them knew exactly that Oogie didn't want to talk to Vladimir, and this continued to intrigue the children. "Ooooh!" Lock said with a wide grin.
"So you want us to…" Shock began, and then allowed Barrel to finish the sentence.
"…Kidnap the vampire?" finished Barrel with a wide smile plastered on his face as well.
Oogie smirked evilly as he replied, "Isn't that what I said?" Now that it was confirmed, the children were joyous in this new mission, since they all turned to smile at each other before giving their boss their own evil grins to show their own approval for Oogie's choice. After watching the three clamor a bit with mischievous cackles, he added, "Well what are you waiting for? Get going!"
Barrel jumped up and down with cynical glee before he asked Oogie, "Can we use some of your skeletons?"
"Well," Oogie began; looking thoughtful for a while, but then shrugged it off. "Oh, why not? As long as you bring him here alive, I don't care what you do to him! So go off, and have fun. But if you kill him before I get a chance to, I'll make sure to give you three the, 'talk' I had planned for him!"
"Of course," the children replied in unison before they began to cackle again, setting off to find a few of Oogie's skeletons to help them on their newest assignment. As they left, Oogie Boogie himself began to rub his hands together, before he began his preparations for Vladimir's arrival.
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Speaking of Vladimir Vampire, he was currently escorting Molly back to the Finkelstein Laboratory Tower. The raven-haired rag doll was quite glad when he finally said his farewell, since the past two weeks had been boring, at least when she was on these, 'dates' as her mother insisted to call them. Molly on the other hand, would have preferred to call them several hours of wasted time. Sure, Vladimir had some attractive qualities, but good looks never impressed her very much. Being a con artist, she knew that appearances could be very deceiving at times, and in Vladimir's case, this was very true. Many of the women thought he was tall, pale, and mysterious; the strong silent type. However, Vladimir was quite talkative, if of course, the topic was himself, or something that centered around him.
Molly wanted badly to refuse his invitations out, but her mother insisted she go for, "her own good". When on those dates, Molly kept quiet, and barely spoke her own mind, since she just didn't feel like opening herself up to Vladimir. There was just nothing she could discuss with him, it seemed. Every night she found herself gazing out of the window in her room at the locked gate with emerald hues filled with longing. Nothing about those dates with Vladimir pleased her, not even the unique evening gowns her mother had made for her to wear on them, each made by Sally. As usual though, Jewel didn't catch on to her daughter's unhappiness, thinking that she just didn't like the change, and that she would get use to Vladimir sooner or later.
As she changed out of one of her several dresses, and into her dark green nightgown, which came down to her thighs, her eyes seemed to cast their gaze past the plaza and at the iron gates that held her captive in her town. Once she hung her dress in her closet, she plopped on the patched, and practically moth-eaten mattress, to gaze past the gates of Halloween Town to the darkness of the grave yard, and Spiral Hill, which looked like a mere speck in the distance. Past that hill, through the thick grouping of trees was where Lock, Shock, and Barrel's tree house stood, and Oogie's lair hidden beneath it.
Oogie Boogie was the biggest jerk Molly had ever met, and throughout their strange friendship which had lasted for the past month or so, she wondered why she even continued to sneak out to see him, refusing to mention her relationship to the Boogie man to anyone. Now, after these past two weeks of being deprived of these visits, she knew why she continued to see the ornery sack of bugs. Despite all of Oogie's bad qualities, Molly preferred his company to Vladimir's. It was that simple, and Molly couldn't wait till the gates were lifted, and she'd be able to see the Boogie man once again.
Moments after Molly turned her head away from her window to go to bed, Vladimir began to walk across the plaza. Unknown to the vampire, Lock, Shock, and Barrel were watching him stroll towards the residential area. "There's the guy," Lock whispered to a skeleton next to him, which was one of four the gruesome threesome took with them. "Two of you nab him, then you two, throw him into this bag!"
Shock cackled softly, sounding very much like a witch, "I hope he likes garlic."
"'Cause this bag reeks of it!" Barrel stated, as he pulled out a bag that wasn't their usual trick-or-treat bag that they had used when kidnapping Santa. This one was a large sack that had once held the garlic Oogie used in his cooking. Their boss was more than willing to part with it for their cause.
The four skeletons could not really speak, aside from scream in a blood curdling way, but they did acknowledge their orders, by heading forward. However, soon they ran into a problem, quite literally.
The children began to watch with mild interest, as the confused, yet determined skeletons continued to try and go after their target, but kept walking into the iron gates that lead into the town.
Realizing that Vladimir was getting away, Shock spoke up again, "We got to find a way to sneak into town."
"What we need to do is get this darn gate open," Lock added.
Barrel, who took notice of a slumbering Clown, suddenly got an idea, which involved throwing the bones of one of the skeletons through the bars of the gate. This idea was useful, and fun for them all to pick apart a skeleton, which could rebuilt itself again anyways once it was fully thrown into the town. Once this skeleton was on the other side of the gate, it then stole the key to open the gate.
All while this was happening not too far away from him, Vladimir seemed oblivious to it all. Instead of paying attention to his surroundings, he was too preoccupied with his own thoughts of the day. Molly sure wasn't the golden prize, but she was tolerable, and would most likely make for a good wife, as long as she stayed the way she was; pleasant, and interested in him. He was quite glad that she wasn't too chatty about herself, it made for less boring conversations, at least on his part.
Just before he could continue his thoughts, he found that something, or more like somethings, were grabbing onto his arms, preventing him from continuing towards the residential area. Snapping his head to glare at the fiends who dared to mess with him, he then looked into the empty sockets of the skeletons that were at Lock, Shock, and Barrel's command. The moment Vladimir took to raise a brow in puzzlement was all the children needed to throw their sack over the vampire.
"The bag's not big enough to hold him," Lock complained, noticing that the bag didn't cover all of his body while in the standing position he was in. Of course, Vladimir struggled as two other skeletons began to use the rope they brought along to tie the vampire's body against the bag he was currently inside of.
"Why you miserable brats! You'd best let me out right this instant if you don't wish to face my rage! It smells like…ugh GARLIC! IT BURRRRNNS!" Vladimir cried out, though his voice was muffled against the fabric of the sack.
Lock, Shock, and Barrel began to grin in cynical delight as they heard the vampire's pain filled voice coming from the bag. Glancing back over to Clown, to see if he was still asleep, and seeing that he still was, they began to chuckle deviously. As soon as the skeletons finished pushing their captive into the walking bathtub, the children wasted no time in climbing in as well, not caring if their feet happened to crush into the stomach, nose, or any other parts of Vladimir as they did.
Once they were safe on the other side of the gate, which they had the skeletons close behind them, Lock, Shock, and Barrel began to sing a new song, that had the same tune they normally sang with while running around doing mischief, only this song included lyrics about kidnapping a certain vampire.
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la!
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la!
Kidnap the vampire, toss him in the sun
Watch him run around a while,
Boy won't that be fun!
Shock then began to sing her solo, "First we had to figure out how to open the gate, to get closer to this ingrate. We knew he'd try to struggle and fight, so we brought some help, much to his fright!"
Lock's solo was next, "Now that we've got him in our hands, let's take him near the Hinter Lands. To Oogie's hideout we shall go, so he can exterminate this foe!"
Kidnap the vampire,
Leave him in this bag.
Watch him squirm around, and cry
Then we'll laugh when he starts to gag!
Shock smirked at Lock, before crooning, "Then Mr. Oogie Boogie Man…"
Together, the witch and devil sang, "Can take the whole thing over then."
He'll be so pleased we do declare,
You really should have been aware!
Wheeeeeeee
The whole trip to the trio's club house, and through out their song, Vladimir wondered to himself dryly, 'Great…I've been kidnapped by three children…Jack Skellington is going to hear an earful about this once I get out of this degrading situation!' The vampire was quite grateful when their song came to an end, and the walking tub come to an end, but the feeling of relief was only momentary. Since now, Lock, Shock, and Barrel began to stuff him into an opening that wasn't big enough for him to fit through.
"He's too big!" Shock's raspy little voice complained, as she glared at Lock.
"Hey, if we could fit Sandy down here, then anything can go down this chute!" Lock responded in a self assured tone, before he continued to push their captive more into the opening of the chute that lead to Oogie's lair with a grunt.
With a lot of elbow grease effort from all three of the children, they eventually got their captive vampire nicely shoved all the way into the chute, and now Vladimir was sliding down head first through the long pipes that eventually would send him to Oogie's lair. When he reached the end of the not so comfortable ride, the disgruntled Vladimir landed on his stomach hard into the new area. Still trapped within the bag that once held garlic, he could not see anything. After cutting into the bag with his claws, he was finally able to free himself from his horrible smelling prison. All around him was darkness, but it only took his eyes mere seconds to adjust to the darkness. Faint outlines of strange looking contraptions were about him, and he felt on edge.
"Ugh, what rude children!" he complained to himself, straightening out his robes. "I'd like to know who neglected to teach those rotten things manners!"
An amused, and villainous chuckle came from the darkness, before a deep, jazzy voice said to him, "That would be me."
Turning to where his sensitive hearing detected the source of the mysterious voice, Vladimir could not see who it was, since it seemed they were still in hiding. "And just who are you?" he inquired, glancing around the darkness, eying every corner with suspicious scrutiny.
Now the voice seemed to come from all directions, in a booming volume, "I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim of fright!" which was soon followed by maniacal laughter.
"How very arrogant of you to say," Vladimir commented dryly, to cover up how unnerved he was by his yet to be seen threat. "And quite vague about your identity as well! Just was business do you have with me anyways? Since I'm quite sure it was you who sent your demon minions to bring me here."
Another dark chuckle escaped the other in the room, "My, you catch on quick."
"Answer me!" Vladimir demanded now, getting tired of how the other person kept avoiding his questions.
"You're in no position to be giving me orders, Fang Boy," the male voice replied with a deep chortle. Moments later, lights were suddenly turned on for the giant roulette table Vladimir was currently standing on. It was then, when the most sadistic, twisted, and selfish man in all of Halloween stepped into the light, glowing in his neon green glory. A proud smirk was upon Oogie Boogie's face as he continued to explain, "Because you're now prisoner of the Boogie Man!"
After glancing around at his newly revealed surroundings, having recovered from the blinding neon lights that suddenly blinded him, Vladimir quickly took in the area, before glowering at the massive sack foe. "You're the Boogie Man?" he asked in a skeptical tone, wrinkling his nose in distaste. "I highly doubt that, since one would have to be quite intimidating for such an important title. And quite frankly, you just don't seem very intimidating."
"You won't be sayin' that for too long, Vladdy," Oogie replied with a smirk, enjoying the banter.
"It seems you are also cannot understand how to answer questions as a part of civil behavior," added Vladimir, obviously not amused by the whole situation.
A croon came from Oogie as he responded, "No, just don't want to answer them."
A frustrated growl finally escaped Vladimir that showed that he had already lost his patience with Oogie. "Then I'm afraid I'm going to have to make you answer with force!"
Oogie pretended to be frightened, "Ooooh!" he crooned again to mock him, "I'm terrified, you got me shakin'!" Laughing deviously, he then reached over to a lever next to him, and pulled it, causing the giant roulette table to start turning, causing the unprepared vampire to stumble from the sudden motion. Again Oogie laughed when Vladimir glared at him from where he stood, no longer trying to advance towards him. "Watch your step," he warned with a knowing grin.
Another growl came from Vladamir's throat, "Just what kind of game is this!" he demanded to know after regaining his balance on the moving platform.
"Hehe, my favorite kind," Oogie replied with a short chuckle, before pulling out some rather large dice bombs. "And lemme tell you Fang Boy, I enjoy all games, and no matter what, Oogie Boogie always wins!"
"And just what game is this one, exactly?" Vladimir asked, eyeing Oogie cautiously, as well as the rather oversized dice.
Leaning on one of his dice, Oogie replied casually, moving one of his pointed hands as he talked, "It's a game with quite a simple concept to it really." Smirking, and looking quite smug, feeling the old rush of pleasure he got from being cynical. "You see, I keep torturing you with all my Oogie toys, until you agree to…" he trailed off on purpose, then suddenly changed his tone, mood, and expression. Now he was dangerously serious, and narrowed his eye sockets in an irritated glare before sounding out each word with great emphasis, and a slightly possessive growl, "…stop seeing Molly!"
Vladimir's scowl was soon replaced by one of curiosity, "Molly?" he asked slightly puzzled. It took him a few moments to remember the raven haired rag doll that Oogie was referring to, then got back to being defensive, "Just what does she have to do with this?"
Oogie couldn't help but throw his head back, and laugh at the vampire's question. He laughed for a while, very hard, until he began his reply in the tone he was using to bait Vladimir earlier, "Okay, maybe you don't catch on as quickly as I thought before." Moving his head back into place so he could lock his empty sockets with the crimson gaze of the nuisance, he again changed his tone back to a soft, yet deadly serious one, "Everything."
For a while the pale vampire in black robes thought to himself in silence, 'Just what in the name of all that is undead is this man? Her crazy uncle? Or perhaps…' A sudden thought occurred to him that made him pause his mental conversation, and it was so clear to him now. Grinning now, as if he knew something Oogie didn't, he clarified, "Oh I see now, you're Molly's jealous stalker!"
"Jealous?" Oogie repeated, taken aback, and clearly appalled by Vladimir's accusation. Glaring even more than before, Oogie began to deny the claims, "I am no-" but then he suddenly stopped speaking. Remembering that this was not the time to lose his temper, especially to someone who, in his opinion, wasn't even worth having to explain the odd, yet fairly simple relationship between Molly, and him. "If I was in your position, I'd hope I wouldn't be jealous," he corrected with a sneer.
"Judging from your first outburst, I'd say I hit the bat's eye!" the lifeless lips of Vladimir began to curl in a smug grin, as he suddenly found the reason why he was brought here.
A dark, but brief laugh escaped the Boogie Man, "Hardly! Molly just entertains me, and since you've been buttin' in on my time, hoggin' up all of hers, I thought I'd give you one fair warning, before I ran out of town, or kill you. Whichever option fate, or luck decides to give you! Bwahahaha!"
Vladimir gave a laugh back, though his was haughtier, "Ha! So you are jealous! Jealous that some plain rag doll woman would rather spend her time with someone like me, instead of someone like you. Of course, it's understandable just by looking at you. You look as if children sewed you together in the dark! It's also quite sad how you have to threaten me just so you can get whatever little precious attention she once gave to you, that she'd rather give to, well, me. It's downright pathetic!"
As Vladimir began to not only insult him, but also called Molly 'plain', it got on Oogie's nerves. It wasn't that he wanted to defend Molly, it was more along the lines that Vladimir was insulting what he considered his. To insult Molly, would be to insult Oogie's taste, and nobody disrespected Oogie's taste! Nobody who didn't suffer the consequences anyways. Not showing his anger, he merely covered it up with a smirk before making a quip, "So is your accent," he shrugged casually before adding with a cool air for someone who had just been insulted, "but hey, nobody's perfect."
"Most especially not you!" Vladimir retorted.
"Oh ouch, that stung," Oogie said sarcastically before grinning once again with an evil glow to his presence that burned like the neon color upon his burlap body. "As much fun as this conversation is, I didn't really bring you here for a chat. I had you brought here so we can reach an agreement, after some good ol' fashioned torture!" Without another word, the notorious Boogie Man tossed the dice bombs down upon the roulette table where Vladimir was standing.
The explosion caused the vampire to be thrown back, since he was not expecting that sort of offensive attack. Nor could he anticipate the rows of cards with the King of Spades designed on them, to suddenly have working arms that opened at their sides with very real knives to twirl around to slice his body into so many little pieces. Backing away from the deadly cards that wielded knives, Vladimir backed into the middle of the Roulette table he was standing on, though when he felt, and heard the metallic sound of spikes emerge from the sides of the Roulette table's top, he flinched just in time to keep his back from receiving a painful wound, but his robes were not so lucky, as the sharp spike that would have impaled him in the back tore a hole in his clothing.
Upon seeing the damage done to his clothing, a frown of horror crossed pale features, as the Vampire seemed to be upset by his now ruined outfit, acting as if this were as big a tragedy as it would have been if his back were pierced. "Y-you ruined my clothes!" he said in disbelief.
"Sorry, I meant to get your body," Oogie replied with a casual air, before shrugging. "Guess I'll just have to try harder." Pulling another lever that he had waddled over to while Vladimir was preoccupied, the whirring of more machines began to add to the other sounds of working machines that were already in use. "Buzz saw!" he cried out in sadistic glee, feeling like being a little generous, and giving Vladimir a heads up to what he should expect to come flying his way.
As if dodging not one, but two buzz saws that glowed a blinding yellow and neon blue were not enough to freak Vladimir out, the side of the table that he had his back turned to now lifted up, revealing three slots men, whom had the very real guns in their hands. Upon hearing the clanking sounds they made as they began to come forward, the Vampire watched with wide eyes, unsure of what to expect from these contraptions. Upon Oogie's command to fire, the mechanical men began to shoot their guns, making Vladimir dodge from the small bullets, trying so hard not to get hit with one of the bullets. Once they were done, and receded back to their hiding place, Oogie began to throw a few more dice bombs down at the Vampire, starting over in the torture's cycle.
The Boogie Man kept this routine up until Vladimir could no longer stand from fatigue. Though he was a vampire, Vladimir was more or less, not the most active of all, so he wasn't very keen on the whole dodging to survive thing. Oogie felt that now was a good time to ask the exhausted captive again, if he felt that it was wiser to stay away from his rag doll now. Jumping down to be on the platform, as the whirring sounds of his contraptions died down after being shut down, Oogie advanced towards a panting Vladimir. "Gee, that was a lot of fun, wasn't it Vladdy ol' boy?"
After having a burlap hand slapped hard against his back, Vladimir fell over onto his knees, before hissing at his captor, "Perhaps it was for you!"
"Well, you know I've always got other toys that have a more deadly appeal to them," Oogie began with a contemplative tone about his statement, his sockets lingering upon the Iron Maiden that seemed to call out to him. "However, you look a little tired. You can go home if you just agree to stay as far away from Molly Finkelstein as you possibly can."
Knowing well that he would not stand another round of dodging deadly objects, Vladimir reluctantly nodded in agreement. "Alright, alright, you win Boogie Man," he admitted verbally between his husky breaths for air. "I'll stay away from your precious, plain, rag doll."
Not liking how Vladimir intentionally added plain to the description of Molly, Oogie clapped his burlap hands together to beckon two other skeletons that glowed blue in his lair over to him. "You two, take Fang Boy out of here through the Magma Maze."
"T-the what?" cried Vladimir in a high-pitched way, reminding one of a pubescent girl before the skeletal henchmen carried him away. Struggling in their grasp, the now very upset vampire was not going to leave without saying one more thing. "Oh Oogie!" After gaining the burlap sack's attention, he grinned, and recited some very odd words, "Regurgitious organious!"
Oogie only raised one of his brows with a quizzical look on his face, but as the nuisance was being carried away from his sights, he shrugged it off, thinking of it no more.
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Meanwhile, back in town, a very distressed Clown figured out that someone had taken his key to open the main gate, and though they were closed, they were not locked. Immediately he hurried on his unicycle to find Jack, knowing that the Pumpkin King would need to know what to do. At the moment, he and Jack were now looking around the plaza to see if the key was somewhere in sight.
"Are you sure someone took the key, and you didn't just misplace it?" asked Jack after removing his hand from the fountain, making sure that someone didn't throw it into the green water.
Clown nodded vigorously, "Yeah, positive. And someone must have done it to unlock the gate!" Hanging his head, and letting his shoulders slump over, Clown lamented, "I'm so sorry Jack, it's all my fault that the key to the Main Gate is lost now."
Placing a kind bony hand on Clown's shoulder to reassure him that he was not in anyway disappointed in him, Jack replied, "Don't worry Clown. I'm sure it's not that far. I get the feeling it might have been those three troublemakers. The whole point of keeping the town on lock down was to keep them out from underfoot. Guess even the gate can't keep them away. As soon as we find the key, I say we should reopen the gate. The Mayor was saying that a few ghouls were complaining about how they couldn't venture out into the graveyard anyways."
Something then caught his empty eyes, and the skeleton man noticed that there was something metallic that caught the light of the moon. "Oh!" he declared, before walking over to the gate, and reaching his hand effortlessly between the barred gate, and plucking the key from the cobblestone. "Why, look here, the key was on the other side of the gate this whole time!"
"Wow, that's great!" cheered Clown, spinning around on his unicycle in relief.
The small celebration was cut short though, when the clanking of chains caught their attentions, as they turned to look at the old well that had been dry for quite some years. There was always a cage sitting in it, but nobody paid it any mind, until now when it seemed to come out from the ground, holding someone else in it. Once it stopped moving, a very exhausted Vladimir staggered out from the cage, robes torn to shreds.
"Vladimir Vampire!" gasped Jack, walking briskly over to the vampire visitor's side to help him stand up. "You look undead tired, what happened to you?"
After inhaling and exhaling several times, Vladimir managed to say, "Children…kidnapped me…"
This was all he managed to say, since Jack immediately interrupted him, not knowing that the vampire had more to say about what happened. "So it was Lock, Shock, and Barrel! I'm terribly sorry Vladimir, those three are kind of known for their not so warm welcomes to newcomers. The next time I see them, you'll be sure that they get more than just a good talking to! C'mon, I'll help you back to the Vampire Brothers' place."
Jack led Vladimir towards the Residential Area, followed by Clown who was now off duty, and wanted to go back home himself. The Vampire might have felt the need to tell the Pumpkin King of his run in with Oogie Boogie, but he felt there was no need. After all, there wouldn't be much left of the Boogie Man by sunset the next day. Why bother Jack with small details when the Vladimir's curse would take care of his problem?
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OH THE NOES! D: Did Oogie get cursed? I think he did…uh oh, Vladimir better watch out for the raging Oogie fans who just finished this chapter, (like I do xD) Again guys, I'm sorry for such a late update! I promise this time I won't leave you with this cliffy for too long! Just what will happen to Oogie in the next chapter of The Nightmare After Christmas? Well, he can't die, that'd be a crappy way to end the fic! And it wouldn't be much of a story not would it? So far though the entire story has reached 88 pages! Wow…and it's not even close to being finished yet! There is soo much I have planned!
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Thanks guys for continuing to read this story! I see some new reviewers too! And I'd like to also thank fresh new readers as well. Also a special thanks to The Narrator again, for pointing out the grammar error about the dialog and the comma thing. I have seen that before, but didn't understand it till you explained it. Thanks so much! I'm really glad to have a reviewer like you pointing these things out that my super duper helpers, and myself miss during proof reading. Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and send your reviews my way, cuz you know I love them
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