Fairly Odd Countdown Calendar

I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. Butch Hartman does.

SPECIAL CROSSOVER ONE-SHOT.

In which case, I do not own Nightmare Before Christmas. Tim Burton does.

Pairing: friendship(?) Jack Skellington x Cupid.

Prompt: Holidays.

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He didn't know how this guy got here. He didn't know why he was even here. He just wanted him gone.

He already felt uncomfortable with the guy towering over him, but he was also chatting his ear off.

Cupid frowned up at the lanky man, his eyes narrowing as the unwanted guest surveyed the shelves. If he starts singing…

After all, that was how Cupid had found him: parading around town, singing about the people and buildings. What's this? What's this?

"It's very…bright in here." Jack muttered at last, breaking the silence as he lifted up a vase of flowers and observed them. Nothing like they had in Halloween Town.

"Yeah, well, that's how I like it."

"Heh. You wouldn't catch anyone in Halloween Town wearing pink…unless it's a very dark pink."

"So…red."

"Well -" Jack faltered, then looked back at him, "Yes. I guess so." The skeleton gave him a big, friendly smile and walked back over to him, sitting next to him on the loveseat. "But enough about my holiday! Tell me more about yours!"

Cupid's frown deepened, "I make people fall in love."

"Really?" Jack's eye socket elongated; his version of a raised eyebrow, "And, uh, how do you go about this?"

"I shoot them in the butts with arrows."

There was an awkward silence as Jack stared at him. Cupid stared back with a clear look of boredom, wondering if he could get away with poofing this weirdo to Jorgen's place - or, better yet, Timmy's. Suddenly, Jack was smiling again, "Fascinating! We have nothing like that back in Halloween Town! Oh, tell me more!"

Cupid opened his mouth to speak again (weird or not, he kind of liked the attention), then paused and narrowed his eyes at the skeleton, "Oh, no. I know how this movie ends."

"Uh…pardon?"

"You heard. You ain't getting your paws on my precious Valentine's Day like you did with Christmas."

It was Jack's turn to pause as his mouth formed a perfect circle, then he chuckled awkwardly, "Oh…you know about that?"

"Everyone knows about that, Jack."

"Oh…" Jack shrank back slightly in embarrassment. Cupid wondered if this was his opportunity to kick the skeleton out (seriously, where did he come from?!). Before he could take action however, Jack looked at him, "Oh! I have another question for you."

Cupid frowned at his effort to change the subject, but raised an eyebrow nonetheless, "Yeah?"

"Why're you not living in Valentine's Day Town?"

"…I don't have a town."

"You don't?" Jack put a finger to his chin in thought, "But…I thought every holiday had its own town…Are you sure you don't have one?"

"Positive." Cupid said, taking a sip of his coffee, "Moved here when I was a teenager."

"Hmm…That's strange."

"Why? How did you even get here?"

"I went through the heart-shaped door." Jack replied, "I thought it would lead to Valentine's Day Town (Sandy told me to get acquainted with the other Holiday Leaders), but instead it led to this place." The skeleton thought hard (as much as someone without organs - mainly a brain - could), then said, "Perhaps it's just because you're the leader of Valentine's Day. Maybe the door actually just leads to you."

"Fascinating." Cupid drawled, taking another sip of his drink. "So. You're the leader of Halloween, huh?"

Jack smiled proudly, "Why, yes. The Pumpkin King!" He bared his teeth and swooped down on Cupid, hands out like claws.

Much to his surprise, Cupid simply stared at him with half-lidded eyes. "Jack, don't do that."

Slowly, the evil-looking grin dropped and he shuffled away, "You're…not scared?"

"Truth-be-told, Jack, I haven't really been paying attention to you." Cupid said, "That, and I'm not in a good mood, so…"

Jack stared at him. He'd barely ever encountered someone who wasn't afraid of him. He'd even gotten a good shriek out of Sally from time-to-time (although, those times were accidents), but this little guy…just wasn't scared. "Hm…Well, in that case, why don't you come back to Halloween Town with me?"

Cupid almost choked on his coffee. Alright, he was lovable and fairly attractive, but… "Wait a second there, bones for brains." Jack faltered at that, but stayed quiet, "We're not that close. I'm sure you're a nice guy and everything, but -"

"Oh! Oh, no," Jack chuckled, "no, no. Not to live with me - I'm afraid my house is full. Just for a visit. Get you into a better mood. So you can get acquainted with the proper way to celebrate Halloween! Sally and Zero would love to meet you! And I could meet your partner!"

Cupid's frown never seemed to be lifting from his face, "Yeah…" He muttered, "Gonna have to pass. Mostly cause I don't want to."

"But…Sandy Claws told me I'd better get acquainted with the other Holiday Leaders. I couldn't possibly miss such an opportunity. Besides, you seem like an interesting fellow."

"Gee, thanks."

"You're welcome." (Clearly didn't catch on to sarcasm very quickly, this one) "Now, why don't I show you the way I came from?" Jack stood up from the seat.

"No, really. I'm good. Though, honestly, I'm just as surprised as you are that you're here. The Easter Bunny kept telling us that that dog of his was the leader of Halloween."

Jack froze mid-step, "…Dog?"

"Yep. One of those sausage dog things."

"And…who told you this?"

"Easter Bunny."

Jack suddenly looked embarrassed again, "Oh. That might explain it. The last time I saw him, Lock, Shock and Barrel accidentally took him instead of Sandy Claws."

"Pfft. No wonder he's trying to convince us you don't exist."

"Heh, heh. Yes." Jack cleared his throat, "So…to Halloween Town?"

Cupid raised an eyebrow, "…If I tell you more about my holiday, will you try and take over like you did with Christmas?"

"Oh, Cupid," Jack said, leaning down and poking Cupid's nose gently with one finger, "I wouldn't do that again. You know that."

"No, I don't. That's why I'm asking." Cupid huffed and looked to the clock. Quarter to seven. "Okay, look, I'll visit your town for a little while if it'll get you outta my hair. But it has to be only a little while, cause Juandissimo's coming over soon and I wanna spend some quality time with hi - Ah!" The God yelped as he was suddenly scooped up in long, bony hands.

Jack smiled widely as him, his hands under Cupid's armpits, "Oh, Cupid, you and I are going to be such good friends! I just know it!"

Despite himself, Cupid couldn't resist giving the peppy skeleton a little smile, "Yeah, okay, bonehead. Put me down."

Rather than putting him on the ground, however, Jack plopped him onto his shoulder and then turned to walk out of Cupid's mansion.

"Don't worry about me and your holiday, Mister Cupid. Diapers aren't really my thing."

"Good. Cause outrageously big bow ties aren't mine either."

"Touché."

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Author's note:

Honestly, I'm surprised no one's done this by now. This is officially my new favourite crossover. I like the thought of Jack randomly popping up in Cupid's home to ask him questions or just wanting to hang out with him. The major height difference between them somehow makes it cuter.

Well, anyway, that's it for this series. I know I said I would do some based around New Year, but I'm afraid my muse isn't on my side with this. Perhaps it's because of new fandoms, I don't know. Maybe I will do some New Year ones some other time. Who knows? Sorry for any inconvenience that may have caused, but you know how muses work, right?…Sorry.

Nevertheless, thank you all for reading/reviewing/favouriting this story. I didn't expect it to get such good feedback, so that's good news for me. Also, thanks for the support, since I wasn't quite sure about writing this, but you guys got me through it.

Oh, and a big Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you!