[Shock's POV:]
"Are you sure this is safe?" Drake asked me as soon as we got to my most favorite place in the world. We were in Christmas Town's version of moonlight hill. I wore a purple jacket and black jeans. I also wore a knitted black mixed with purple hat over my smooth black hair. It was shaped kinda like a witch's hat. My scarf looked exactly like my hat except it was a scarf. Drake wore a black jacket and black pants. It matched his red skii goggles that were attatched to a black knitted hat. His red scarf wrapped around his neck as well.
"Of course, it is! I only broke seven bones in one year everytime I tried this." I explained, handing him a sled. I sat in the front and he hesitated to follow. He took a big gulp. "Don't worry, Jack won't let us fall."
"Jack is here?" Drake asked. I shook my head and pointed to a boy. His hair was white as snow. All his hair. His eyebrows, too. His eyes were blue as the crystal blue sky on the morning of Christmas. He wore a blue jacket and khakki jeans to match. A crystal necklace hung around his neck. His converse were blue. "That's Jack Frost. He's Sandy Claws' step son. I call him Jackie or Jay." I explained.
"Don't worry. I owe Shock my life. She's like a sister to me." Jay insisted.
"Cool." Drake exclaimed.
"See this," Jay said, holding his necklace that had a shining clear crystal in the middle. "I contains my powers. My dad has one just like it. I have powers that could blow your mind."
"Show me, then." He insisted.
"Shock will. If you fall, I'll be there to catch you guys." Jay replied. I was filled with excitement. Before Drake could say another word, I leaned foward and we sledded down the snowy hill. It was really deep and long. At the end was a ramp of snow. We flew into the air.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Drake screamed as plummetted towards the snowy ground. It was miles and miles away. I just closed my eyes and relaxed. The wind blowing through my hair. The sled was no longer under me. It flew next to me. I didn't have a care in the world. It felt endless. Drake kept screaming. "Don't worry, Drake!" I yelled through the wind. It was hard to hear his reply. It sounded just like screaming. I grabbed his hand. "Trust me!"
He shut his mouth and nodded. My fingers soon began to slip. Jay just stood there, leaning on a tree and using his pocket knife to carve a tiny piece of wood into a work of art. "Jay! No time for showing off!" I shouted. He sighed and dove down. At the very last minute, Jay grabbed me by my waist and pulled me close. I grabbed Drake's hand and Jay flew up into the sky, bringing us higher and higher. He flew low to the ground and I let go of Drake's hand. "Bend your knees!" I yelled quickly. Drake bended his knees and landed safely. Jay landed on his feet and let me go.
"Woo! What a rush," I exclaimed. Drake nodded.
"So, you can fly?" He asked Jay.
"Yup. I can also freeze things and make ice." Jay answered. Drake gave him a challeging look. He started to float.
"You fly?" Jay asked.
"No. I'm a vampire. We don't fly. We levitate." He replied.
"Pfft! Whatever, can you do...this!" Jay bolted into the sky. Drake followed. I stood there. When an idea popped into my mind. Jay landed on the ground. He blew his hair out of his face by using his mouth to take a big exhale. "C'mon Shock. How far can you go?"
"I can't fly." I sighed.
"C'mon, it's easy." He replied. Jay took my hand and placed a box into it. "It's just something I made last night."
I opened the wrapped box. The box looked small but it was charmed to fit any object of any size into it. I pulled out something I always wanted. "Woah! How did you know?" I gasped, gripping my present in my hand.
"I looked through my dad's list and you were always on the naughty list so I felt bad and made you this." Jay shrugged.
It was a new broom stick. The tip of it had a twist cap just like a water bottle except wooden and disguised to make it look like it belonged there. I twisted the cap. It was a little place to put things. Inside was a crystal just like his.
"It powers your broom." He said. I grabbed a string and made the crystal a necklace.
"Nice. Can you fly?" Jay asked.
"No. But I can levitate." I giggled. Drake flew down at us. Our hair blew with the wind he caused by flying so fast. He stopped near me but still above me.
"C'mon." He insisted. I jumped in the air. I gained some air.
"Concentrate!" The said in unision. I closed my eyes and blocked out all sound. Focus. Focus. Foucus.
I burst through the clouds as fast as I could. The guys stayed on the ground. They seemed worried. I yelled through the clouds,
"What'cha waiting for?"
They followed me, laughing. Drake quietly flew behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed my head. My eyes widened. I turnes around to see his smug smile.
"Just practicing the play...Sally." He chuckled. Jay was behind us, watching and grinning.
"Hehe, nice acting warmups, Jack." I joked. Jay tackled us and we fell to the ground. We were miles up but we landed safely.
"What the hell, man!" Drake asked, rubbing his injured head.
"Snow Storm. We shouldn't be up in the clouds. You guys better go. Don't take the portal. Just walk through the woods. If you pass a heart shaped paper nailed onto a tree, then take a left until you see pumkin shaped paper glued onto a tree. It might be a long walk but as long as you guys are safe." Jay explained. I put away my crystal in my new broom and walked away, waving goodbye to Jay. Some of the things were defrosting so Jay had to help out by freezing them up. Drake wanted to drive the broom so he sat in front and I hugged him tight so I wouldn't fall. "How do you work this thing?" He muttered. Drake leaned foward and we bolted away. My hat flew with the wind. "Oh no! Lock got me that for my eleventh birthday." I cried. Drake grabbed my hat after backing up aggresively.
"Here. I hate to see you frown." He explained.
"Thanks." I purred.
"So...who's this Lock guy?" Drake asked, slowly stopping the broom near the tree house.
"He's...my best friend. Since I was three years old." I answered. I grabbed my trick or treating bag and checked on the Christmas stuff.
"He's the guy that left you in Halloween Town?" He asked.
"Uh...yeah. He's always pulling pranks on me like that."
"He sounds like a big jerk." Drake growled.
"It's totally cool, though." I said, in a shrugging motion. I bended down and tied the bag quickly.
"How can you be okay with this?" He asked. I walked up to him.
"Because if it wasn't for his stupid prank," I replied in a soft and happy whisper. "I would've never met you."
Looking up into his green eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and his around my waist. We ended the agreement with a kiss. Before I could even feel his lips against mine, something pinched me. "AH!" I yelped, jumping back.
"Are you okay?" Drake gasped. I looked through my sleeve to see my pet.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a cut. It's nothing." I assured him.
"Better get you home."
Drake helped me home. Into the cage and up we went.
"Thanks." I said when I got through the door.
"No biggie." He replied.
"No, I mean really. Thanks. For everything."
"I don't know what it is but when I'm around you, I feel...weird."
"I hope that's not a bad thing."
"It's not, Shock. It's just that...you make me feel so...young."
My eyes widened along with a small smile.
"Really? You make me feel like a grownup." I replied. I stared into his green eyes. He no longer wore a coat. Just a white shirt with black pants and a black long sleeved undershirt. I wore my regular dress. A long silence spread across us. "Yes." I said breaking the silence.
"What?" Drake asked.
"I'll go to prom with you." I explained. I kissed him on the cheek and he turned red. Trying to be cool, Drake leaned on a lever. It sent him - along with the cage - smashing down.
"I'm okay!" I heard him saying. I rolled my eyes with a smile and closed the door. Releasing a happy sigh, I slid my back down the door, landing on the floor. I walked into my room. "Aw, what!" I gasped. My room was totally trashed. My suit case layed on the floor. Unopened.
"LOCK! BARREL! YOU'RE DEAD!" I yelled. Barrel hid under the couch. I grabbed his leg and dragged him out. Grabbing some of his hair from the back, I threw him in my room along with Lock. I found Lock asleep in the kitchen from eating too much candy and then falling asleep. They landed flat on my floor. "Woah, what happened?" Lock asked, looking around.
"Why don't you two answer?" I asked, tapping my foot. Lock looked at Barrel. Barrel looked at Lock. And then back up at me. I knew they were gonna lie. "Did you see where they went?" Barrel asked Lock.
"Who?" Lock replied.
"The guys who did this." He pointed out. I was much too happy and tired to argue.
"You're free to go." I sighed. Their eyes widened in suprise. They eventually left before laughing and cheering. I changed into my PJ's. I shut the door quietly and rested my body against my flipped over bed. I slid down to the floor and rested my head between my knees. My script layed next to me. I grabbed it and flipped to the last page. My favorite song. Jack and Sally's song. "And sit together. Now and forever. For it is plain as anyone could see." I sang softly. I closed my eyes and rested my head my shoulder.
"Hey." A voice greeted softly. I looked up to see Lock. He had a small smile on his face. I looked away but he sat next to me. He was much taller than me. Just like Barrel. And Drake. "Since when do you sing?" Lock asked.
"I always sing," I sighed, still looking through the window near my bed. "You just...never...notice me. Never."
"Oh." He smirked. Lock noticed the script near my feet and he reached for it. On the front page layed a title that read,
The Nightmare Before Christmas.
He opened it up and read the page I was on.
"How's Drake?" Lock asked. My eyes widened.
"He's fine. How do you know him?" I replied, looking down.
"You've been missing for a long time. I needed to find out if you were okay. I saw Drake with you. Jack introduced me." He explained.
"Wow. I can see you don't trust me." I sighed. My hair fell over my face. It was my bangs. Lock scooted closer to me. He moved my hair out of my face. "Don't think that. Of course, I trust you. I just...worry about you." Lock said, sitting back down.
"Pfft." I replied. He scooted closer to me.
"I like you alot, Shock." Lock insisted.
"Really. Alot." He said, scooting closer.
"I might be able to go even further." He scooted closer. Lock reached for my hand. He layed his hand against mine.
"I...love you." Lock coughed. I looked up to see his face inches away from me.
"What?" I gasped softly.
"I love you, Shock." He said. I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder.
"I love you, too, Lock." I sighed. "I'm glad we're friends."
Lock rested his head on mine. Until he heard my last sentence. He pulled away and clutched both my hands. "Shock, how could you love Drake? You barely know him. You belong with me...uh...And Barrel." Lock demanded.
"I know him. I trust him, Lock." I explained.
"Shock, when you like someone, you want to be with them but you can't because responsibility demands sacrefice." He said. It was the first time I ever heard him say big words. I didn't care, though. "What are you trying to say!" I cried angrily, moving away.
"I'm trying to say you're a Boogie's Boy. You're a prankster. You're a friend. You're my friend." Lock placed his hand on my knee. I felt weird.
"Well that's just why!" I snapped.
"You don't know him! He could kill you. Do you want to die? Is that it? You just die and leave me alone! Leave me by myself." He snapped back.
"I don't need a babysitter! I'm old enough to defend myself." I growled.
"No, you're not! I promised to protect you since day one." He yelled.
"So, what? You did a terrible job! When I was five, you spray painted my hair red. You replaced my ingredients and I can't make potions anymore." I barked.
"I only did that to toughen you up. A Boogie's boy can't be a babycry!" Lock explained loudly.
"I'm not a Boogie's Boy! I'm a girl. Oogie is dead, Lock! He's gone. I love Drake. I love school. For once in a long time, I'm the center of attention. I'm the popular one. Maybe I like it. Drake makes me feel special. Like a normal girl." I cried.
"I treat you special!" Lock insisted.
"No, you don't. You treat me like a special person! Not even then. You're still a jerk." I demanded.
"Oh, please!" He snapped.
"I can't do this anymore, Lock!"
"What do you mean?" Lock asked.
"What do I mean? I...uh- I was in love with you, Lock! But you - you didn't love me back! Now, I'm ready to move on and you're just pulling me down again." I yelled. Lock's eyes widened.
"Kff." He sighed.
"Before you started being a jerk. Before 'Boogie's Boy Leader, Lock' got to her head. To me, you were everything." I walked to the window and looked outside, never even giving Lock a second glance.
"Shock, I -" Lock tried.
"No! Just go! 'Cause I'm tired of hearing everything wasn't good enough. Especially me." I sighed.
"Shock -" I cut him off.
"Get out of here, Lock!" I ordered. I heard the door close softly. I fell into my bean bag chair. My script in my hand. I flipped to the third to last page. It was when Sally sung her vision about Jack's idea to steal Christmas. "Sally's Song. By: Sally.
I sense there's something in the wind, that feels like tragedy's at hand. Although I'd like to stand by him, can't shake this feeling that I have. The worst is just around the bend and does he notice my feelings for him and will he see how much he means to me, I think it's not to be. What will become of my dear friend? Where will his actions lead us then? Although I'd like to join the crowd In their enthusiastic cloud. Try as I may it doesn't last, and will we ever End up together? No, I think not, it's never to become For I am not the one." I sang softly. Someone covered my eyes. I pryed the hands off my eyes and looked up to see Barrel. He was thinner and taller than when he was younger. His green hair looked kinda cool to me and he always wore a jacket with decorated bones from a skelenton on it. It was better than his old worn out costume. "Hey, Witch." He teased. Barrel leaped into the bean bag that I sat in. It was big enough for the for both of us. "Hey, Barrel." I sighed.
"What's with the long face?" Barrel asked.
"Boy trouble." I simply said.
"Oh. I don't like that stuff for you. Just sleep on it. You'll have an idea in the morning. You're clever like that." He said. Barrel was like a brother to me. We never had awkward moments. Just family love. Pure family love. He put his arm around me. "Guess what." Barrel annouced.
"What?" I asked.
"I got a new issue this afternoon." He said. Barrel opened up the magizine and we started reading. Not really reading. Just looking at the pictures. "Ha! Look at this. This cat has a grapefruit around his head. Cats don't wear fruit! Ha. Life is just great." Barrel laughed. I hugged him around his stomach and rested my head on his chest. He smelled like candy. With a small portion of chlone.
"Are you wearing chlone?" I asked.
"Yup. I always wear this stuff." He pointed out.
"Oh. Wow." I raised my eyebrows. Barrel flipped to the next page.
"Can you find the witch?" I read outloud. I looked all over the page for the witch.
"Found her!" He teased, grabbing my hand and raising it up high. I smirked and gave him a light punch. "Ahahaha!" Barrel laughed. We played from more magizine games for awhile until we finally fell asleep. Barrel was kinda like my only family member. Aside from Jay. Not really related by blood but from heart. The lights shut off and we closed our eyes. "Hey, Barrel."
"Yeah, Shock?"
"I just realized something."
"What's that?"
"My scorpion is still on the loose.''
"FUCK!"
(AN: I don't own any of the NBC characters. Only my own OCs. P.S Jack Frost -or Jay Frost- is one of my original characters. P.P.S Barrel and Jay are not in competition for Shock's heart. Just close family members. Jay is betrothed to a girl. And Barrel will find his love in the next story. Also, please review on what you think. Drake VS Lock. Who will win? Barely thought of this- Team Drake Or Team Lock)