Your Blessing?

Chapter 4

WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN APOLOGIZING FOR THE VERY LONG WAIT? I'VE BEEN BUSY WITH DRAMA CLUB, BAND, THE A-C-T TESTS AND THE ART SHOW COMING UP! I ALSO HAD MAJOR WRITER'S BLOCK! PLEASE FIND IT IN YOUR NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS LOVING HEARTS TO FORGIVE ME! PLEASE DON'T THINK I HAVE GIVEN UP ON THIS FAN-FIC, I WOULD NEVER! THIS IS SO FAR MY MOST SUCCESSFUL ONE! LET'S DO THIS! SORRY!

Jack paced back and forth across the curtain-covered stage of Town Hall, hearing the chattering of the citizens. Today was the day he and his Sally were going to announce their engagement to Halloween Town. He tried to take slow, deep breaths to calm him, but giving the fact that he was going to tell the entire town that they were getting their first Pumpkin Queen since Jack's mother, who died giving birth to him, didn't seem to help.

He sighed to himself, peeking out of the side curtains. Then felt a pair of soft, cloth lips on his neck. He was surprised at first, but then relaxed when he saw his fiancée's beautiful, stitched-up, face. He also noticed her dress, long-sleeved, black velvet with white lace decorating the low, but modest neckline and the just above her knee hem of the skirt. Since Dr. Finklestein was being fairer to Sally now, she was able to shop around for fabrics to make more dresses, better than that patchwork dress she use to wear.

Sally noticed his worried face when she first came up on the stage. "Nervous, honey?"

Jack smirked, "I knew I could never hide anything from you." He bent down and kissed her, nuzzling his forehead to hers, "Did you sleep well, love?"

"Honestly, I couldn't sleep any. I was too excited about today. I even already started on the dress. Isn't that silly?" Sally said giggling.

Jack smiled gently at her, "No, I think it's adorable. But, you don't have to make your dress. Sally, I promise to get you the finest dress designers that the Holiday Worlds have to offer."

Sally blushed. She was taken up by his kindness, 'Typical Jack', she thought as she buried her face in his chest. "No, Jack. I want to make the dress; it will make it more special, I don't mind. But it's very sweet of you to do that for me." She hugged him tighter, "I'm so lucky that someone as kind-hearted, handsome, and funny as you would want me as their wife. I love you."

Jack felt his non-existing heart melt as she spoke to him. He drew his arms tightly around her waist, "No, Sally, it is I who am lucky to have a beautiful, intelligent, and unbelievably sweet angel want me as a husband. I love you too."

She giggled and sighed happily, just loving that she was spending her time in her king's arms. But then she thought of something, "Jack, what day will our wedding be on?"

Jack pondered her question while drumming his fingers on her back and resting his chin on her head. Then his eyeless sockets lit up, "How about Valentine's Day? I mean, it is the day of love, after all." He smiled bashfully.

Sally nodded in agreement, "Valentine's Day! Oh, that's perfect!"

"Anything for you, my little bat." He said and kissed her forehead, chuckling when her saw her cheeks turn red. Jack noticed the chattering died down; he looked down at Sally and ran his skeletal fingers through her blood-red hair. "Are you ready, my darling?"

She, who was still blushing from his 'little bat' comment, smiled and nodded, taking his hand, they walked out on stage.

The attention of the citizens turned to Jack and Sally as they took the podium. "Good morning, everyone! And Merry Christmas!" Jack said with enthusiasm. While he got 'good mornings' and 'Merry Christmases' in return, Jack discovered that it was Christmas Day and he had nothing to give his darling wife-to-be! He felt like his ghost-like heart had dropped into his stomach, but tried to keep his welcoming smile.

Sally had the same thoughts that Jack was having, 'OH NO! It IS Christmas Day! Jack probably got me something amazing, and yet, I have nothing to give him! What kind of fiancée am I?' She tried to shake the thoughts from her head and concentrate on why they were there in the first place.

"Sally and I have a very important announcement to make." Jack got many 'ohs' and 'ahs' in return. Jack squeezed Sally's hand lightly, "Would you like to do the honors, my doll?" he whispered to her.

Sally took and deep breath and grinned, "We're getting married!" she saw Dr. Finklestein in the back, slightly grinning when she finished.

The crowd immediately broke out in applause and shouts of congrats.

Then came the questions,

"Where will the wedding be held?" asked Broomhilda and Ingrid, the witch sisters.

"Right here, in Town Hall." replied Jack.

"Who's going to marry you two?" asked Bertha, the corpse-mother.

"We were thinking we could ask Sandy Claw- I mean, Santa Claus to do it." Sally corrected herself.

"Are you going to need a flower-girl?" Shock asked with a hopeful smile on her face.

"Why, of course!" Sally said smiling at the 11-year-old witch.

"We could use some ring-bearers as well." Jack said, winking at a very disgusted Lock and Barrel. They were disgusted with the fact that their own sister wanted to be a part of this, in their words, 'mush fest'.

"What is the set date?" asked Max, the wolf-man.

"Valentine's Day." Jack and Sally replied in unison.

More and more questions came, but Jack and Sally calmly answered all their questions, very pleased that the town took the news so well.

Later, Jack and Sally began to walk to his house. On the way there, they admired the snow and Christmas lights. Being remind that she had nothing to give Jack, Sally's emotions took the best of her and broke down in uncontrollable sobs.

Jack immediately became concerned and took her in his arms, one wrapped around her waist and his other hand cupping her face, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

Sally tried her best to control her shaking voice, "Jack, it's C-Christmas and I have n-nothing to give you. I f-feel like a horrible w-wife already!" she cried more.

Jack smiled gently and kissed away her tears, "Sally, honey, look at me.", he said firmly, but gently. She gazed into his black eye-sockets with her jade-green eyes, which were red from crying, "Sally, you did give me something for Christmas."

Sally became confused, "W-What? But Jack, I di-"

Jack cut her short, pressing his boney finger against her ruby lips, "You agreed to marry me and become my queen. That's all I could ever ask for. Besides, why would I want something for Christmas when I already have to most ravishing, amazing, and irresistible doll on the shelf?" He smiled at her gently, but then his smiled turned into an ashamed frown, "To be honest, Sally, I didn't get you anything either. I was so concerned on whether you would say yes, I completely forgot." He stared at the ground, very embarrassed.

Sally smiled through her tears and threw her arms around Jack's neck, "Oh, Jack! To get me something, all you would have to do is attach a ribbon to yourself. I love you and you love me back, that's all I want for Christmas!"

Jack tightened his grip on Sally's waist as he held he close to him, whispering in her ear, "I love you, Sally. More than you will ever know."

She pushed herself as close as she could to him, "I love you too, Jack. You've showed me so much love over this last year; I could never be with another."

"Nor could I," he said sweetly, and then locked her lips in a kiss that seemed to last forever. They finally parted for some much needed air and he smiled at her, stroking her hair, then whispered, "Come with me, my queen, we have a wedding to plan."

Sally blushed as Jack led her up the front steps of his mansion, out of the cold, to plan the wedding of the century.

Okay, while trying to figure out how to end this chapter, I was watching the Valentine's Day episode of Glee (again), so that's why it's a little fluffier. Nothing gets ideas going like watching Darren Criss' sexy arse sing Love Shack! LOLXD! Chapter 5 coming soon! I promise to update it sooner than this chapter, sorry again! I'm also sorry if some of you thought the ending was too cheesy R&R!

With Love, TheLostPumpkinPrincess112495

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THE STORY; THEY BELONG TO THE GENIUS THAT IS TIM BURTON!