How We Saved Halloween

by GodlyJewel

It's been about four months since Will was mysteriously taken to Halloween Town, but now it's Halloween night and Will has decided to take Al with her to party with Jack and the rest of the ghoulish gang. However, things don't go as planned when Jack follows the girls back to the Human Realm, leaving Halloween Town vulnerable, and an old enemy has returned to seek revenge.

23. Chapter 23

Chapter 23: The Other Holidays

(Will's POV)

Halloween Town…

It felt weird heading back to town without Jack and Al, but Sally was in serious need of repair. I had to keep Frank at an even pace so Sally wouldn't loose any more leaves, so it was taking us a little longer to get back.

Sally was quiet the whole time. Once in a while she would look at me and smile, but I could see the worry in her eyes…uh, eye. The one had popped out again so I put it in my backpack for safekeeping. Even with the one eye, her concern was obvious. I imagine she was thinking about Jack. They really had to set aside some quality time together once all this madness was over. Maybe I should pull out some old tactics from Operation Mistletoe to set them up on a Date Night. They deserved it. So far today they'd been reunited and separated at least three or four times, and both of them had taken pretty bad beatings. At least Sally didn't feel any pain, and I guessed that Jack's injuries healed after the Crystal Skull gave him a power up.

I tried to reassure her by placing a hand on her shoulder. Sally smiled and placed her hand over mine, but I knew she wouldn't stop worrying until Jack came back safely.

Frank whinnied as we entered town and made our way towards Doctor Finklestein's manor. Before we got to the gate, I veered Frank off course and had him walk us over to the fountain. I slid off Frank's back and took off my backpack to take out the empty Crystal Bottles. I filled the bottles and placed them back in my pack. I thought about climbing back on Frank but went against it, and just started walking towards the laboratory. As we approached the door of Finklestein's manor, I led the kelpie inside and up the ramp. We had just gotten to the top when Finklestein rolled out of Jewel's room.

"Ah, Will. Good to see you," he said, though he frowned when he noticed Frank. "What is this creature doing in my laboratory?"

"Sorry but I needed Frank's help getting Sally in here." With that said, I turned Frank around so the mad doctor could assess the damage. He gasped when he saw Sally's mangled body. Without another word he ushered us into his lab. Frank was too big to fit in the elevator, so I had to carry Sally in my arms. Once we were in the lab, Finklestein had me set Sally on the operating table.

He immediately began examining her, but instead of worrying, the old doctor was practically scolding the poor woman. "Just look at this! Half your stuffing is gone, and you've torn several of your stitches. Why, just look at your eye! And… Is this frost?" Finklestein asked, holding up a frozen leaf from Sally's torn side. "How on earth did this happen?"

"Take it easy on her, Doc," I said. "The poor girl's had a hard enough day without you screaming like a banshee at her." I took off my backpack and began setting Sally's limbs next to her on the table. "To summarize a few minutes ago, Oogie sent these giant monsters to destroy Jack, and Sally got hit trying to help," I explained. "Jack and Al are on their way to Christmas Town, but Jack had me bring Sally here. I definitely wouldn't wanna be Oogie Boogie right now."

Finklestein didn't respond and turned his focus back to Sally. "Hmm, despite these tears, at least no severe damage was done. Though, I am grateful to see you're all right, my dear," Finklestein muttered to Sally. Though I'm sure he didn't mean to say it aloud, needless to say I was shocked. He wheeled himself over to me and took my backpack, sorting through it to see how many leaves I had managed to salvage, muttering to himself, "Hmm, I'll need to send Igor out to gather more leaves."

"I'm sorry, I must have some ice shards or brimstone stuck in my ear," I joked. "But did you just sound…concerned? I mean, genially concerned?"

Finklestein growled but I saw a faint tiny of pink on his cheeks. He wheeled himself out of the lab, muttering about going to search for Igor. Sally and I looked at each other and started laughing.

"Oh! I almost forgot." I grabbed my backpack from the table and pulled out Sally eye from the side pocket. "Better take this out so Finklestein doesn't have to get you a new eye."

"Thanks. You know, you could go if you want," Sally suggested. "It won't take long for Doctor Finklestein to put me back together. If you hurry, you can still catch up to Jack and Al."

I thought it over, but shook my head. "I think I'd better stick around in case Jack asks for an update," I said. "In the meantime…" I shifted into a bat and stretched out my wings. I had to admit it was actually getting easier between shifts. I made a jump and hoped up onto Sally's shoulder. "In the words of Al: Nap Time!"

I flapped my wings and flew down the elevator shaft. Looking around, I decided the best place to sleep would be up in the rafters. I flew up there and settled myself on a perch overlooking the ramp. Wrapping my wings around myself like a blanket, I was just about to relax, when…

"Right this way, gentlemen," the all too familiar voice of the Mayor called out. Curiosity piqued, I peeked out through my wings and saw the Mayor holding open Finklestein's front door as he shouted, "Jack! I rescued all the Holiday Leaders!"

As the Mayor spoke, in walked in five figures. The first was an elderly man with a short gray full beard. He was wearing a miter with a cross in the center, a shamrock green chasuble, tawny sandals, and holding a golden crozier in his left hand. Following him was another elderly gentleman with white hair and goatee, but he was dressed more flamboyant in a white collar shirt, red bow tie, navy blue jacket, red and white vertical-striped pants, and black shoes, completed with a white top hat with a wide navy blue stripe and large white stars. Behind them was a slender winged, androgynous youth with golden tanned skin and curly chocolate-brown hair just touching his shoulders. He wore a short white chiton with silver and red trim pinned over his left shoulder, and tied with a silver flat braid belt. He wasn't wearing any shoes, so he hovered rather than walked with his large, white-feathered wings. The last to walk through the door were a duo of large animals: a plump, stocky turkey with iridescent and heavily patterned plumage, wearing a pilgrim hat and a white sash reading 'Happy Thanksgiving', and a pink bunny with a similar sash that read 'Happy Easter'.

I was a little in shock. I just couldn't believe who walked in. I mean I recognized the Easter Bunny from last year, so the guy dressed like an American flag had to be Uncle Sam, and the angel was obviously Cupid. That meant the turkey and the bishop ruled Thanksgiving and St. Patrick's Day.

The Mayor shut the door behind them and quickly ran to the front to lead the Holiday Leaders up the ramp, though the turkey and bunny were closely huddled together and shivering in fear. I was about to fly down to greet them when I was bombarded by yips and a wet tongue.

"Ruff! Ruff!"

"Ah! Okay, Zero, okay!" I laughed as the ghostly pup continued licking my face. "I'm happy to see you too."

I shifted halfway so I could give him a scratch behind the ears before he backed off. I unhooked my talons from the support beam, and glided down to the top of the ramp to greet the Mayor. I shifted back to normal just as he reached the top. "Hey there, Mayor," I greeted.

He was startled at first, but quickly spun his head to give me his pleasant smile. "Oh, Will," he said, still slightly surprised. "Nice to see you. I saw you walking in here, and I thought I'd let Jack know I have all the Holiday Leaders."

"I can see that," I said, looking over his shoulder. "Look, Jack's not here at the moment, so you can probably take these guys back to their worlds now."

"What?! Not here? This is a catastrophe!" The Mayor's head spun about as panic over took his thinking. He began pacing about wildly, babbling on how he was only an elected official and whatnot. To make matters worse, his frantic actions freaked the Easter Bunny and the Thanksgiving Turkey out.

Annoyed, I turned to the Holiday Leaders with an apologetic smile and a nervous laugh. Well, the Mayor wasn't going to be of any help, and since I was the only one able to talk at the moment, I took it upon myself to entertain.

"Evening, gentlemen," I said. "On behalf of Jack Skellington, Pumpkin King and ruler of Halloween Town, I would like to extend his apologies for the…inconvenience." It was lame, but it was the best I could come up with on the spot. "I'm sure you're all probably wondering what's going on, but please let me assure you, that we shall provide each of you with safe passage back to your holidays, and the creature responsible for this is being dealt with. I also will personally see to it that Jack sends each of you his most sincere apologies for the all the trouble. If there's anything you need, or would like me to pass on, feel free to say so."

The three human leaders looked at each other curiously while the animals continued shivering in a corner. I felt like I could slap myself. That had to be the lamest thing anyone could say. I looked up and noticed the bishop had walked in front of me, and then he placed his hand on my shoulder. He smiled at me with kind eyes.

"Thank ya for the warm welcome, lassie, but we understand this is not the work of the Samhain King," he said with a slight Irish accent. "Nicholas already warned me of your friends misfortune last year, so I hold no ill will towards this Holiday's ruler."

"Well that's good, but how did you know about that?" I asked. "I thought none of the holidays knew about each other."

The old bishop laughed. "Do you not know who I speak of, lass? You meet Nicholas for yourself last Christmas Eve."

I paused to think over it until that little light bulb went off in my head. Of course, Santa Claus! The original St. Nick was a Greek Christian bishop, who gave gifts to the poor, but over time his story become the commercialized jolly elf who delivered presents with flying reindeer. If that was true, then the Irish bishop before me had to be… "You're Saint Patrick!"

"Ai lass," St. Patrick replied with a smile.

"This is unreal! I mean, to think you and Santa are the real deal," I exclaimed. "I mean, of course you're real, I just meant like you're the actual saints. But wait, uh… I thought… I mean, when I saw Santa and Jack I thought the Holiday Leaders would be more, you know, the commercialized versions. I mean Cupid and the Easter Bunny are standing behind you." I pointed as the specified characters.

"That is true," St. Patrick replied, then turned back to me. "Though I cannot account for the bony rabbit, I can tell ya that the winged lad is not the ruler of Valentine's Day."

"He's not?"

"Now Patty, don't be so cruel. I am the Prince of Love, after all," the winged angel piped in. The moment he spoke, I freaked and hid behind St. Patrick. That voice; he sounded like the English version of Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club! I watched as he turned to continue speaking to the saint. "Besides, I was pairing young lovers long before Valentine took the King's spot, so it's only natural mortals think of me, the Prince, as the ruler of the Holiday of Love.

"Now lad, I meant no disrespect," St. Patrick replied. "But you and I both know that Valentine is the leader. For pity sake, it tis his holiday, Eros."

"Hold it," I said, coming out of hiding. "Are you two telling me that Valentine, the Saint Valentine; Roman saint imprisoned and killed for performing secret weddings to soldiers, is the official ruler of Valentine's Day?"

Cupid turned to reply but once he locked his spring blue eyes on me, I tensed. Next thing I know, the guy is in my face with my hand in his, and his other hand wrapped around my shoulder. "Ahh Princess, forgive me for being so rude," he said in a charming manor. "Allow me to introduce myself: Eros, god of Love. I must say, someone as lovely as you should not be trapped amongst these monstrous creatures; you deserve to be surrounded by beauty equal to your own. Why, if only I had a rose to gift you, but then nothing could compare to such an enchanting beauty."

"… Aren't you married?" I asked, desperately praying he would leave me alone.

Eros stared at me for a moment, completely thrown off by my comment. "Well…yes," he answered. "But–" turning back on the charm "–my lovely Psyche knows she's my one and only love. In fact, thinking of my beautiful wife helps me entertain such exquisite young ladies as yourself."

He kissed the back of my hand, and instantly I removed myself from his grasp. "Okay, breach of boundaries," I warned. "Sorry, pal. Those lines may work on some bubble brained idiots, but I don't fall for corny pickup lines."

"Corny…?" Eros actually looked like he'd been stunned. St. Patrick started laughing, and Uncle Sam threw his arm around his shoulders.

"Well son," he said with a strong southern accent. "Looks like this little filly ain't fallin' fer that fancy talk. Judging by that look, it must be the first time."

"I don't think you'll be charming this one, lad," St. Patrick added before turning to me. "Ya all right, lassie? I know Eros can be a wee bit overbearing when he gets in one of his spells."

"Fine, I'm fine, but uh… Is he always like that?" I asked.

"Nah, but he was worse before he got hitched," Sam answered. "Match anyone up with just about anyone or anything till one woman stirred him. But you must not have a fella. This young buck tends ta stir up trouble if he spots a little lady without a beau."

At that moment, Eros wriggled free of Sam's grasp and fluttered back over to me. I took a few steps back, feeling my fangs sharpen as he tried to nonchalantly get closer. "Honestly, I just can't help myself," he started to say. "It is my duty to match every princess to the perfect charming prince. Yes, I know what you must be thinking. My stories speak of my golden arrows of love, and I still use them, but it just seems more natural to charm ladies and save my arrows for stubborn men. I'm not complaining. Only now St. Valentine makes the matches and sends me to bring those couples together. Honestly, I'm perfectly capable of setting matches."

"Okay then…" I slipped back as Eros continued to babble on, not noticing no one seemed interested in his life story. As I looked around the group, I noticed that we were short a few Holiday Leaders. "Hey, anybody see where our animal leaders disappeared to?" I asked.

"Oh no! Now I've lost two of the Holiday Leaders! What will Jack say?!" the Mayor shrieked. He started hyperventilating and running around in circles.

I rolled my eyes and was about to say something, when I heard a large crash come from the elevator shaft, followed by a series of curses and barking. Well, sounds like Zero found them for me. I turned around to see everyone (aside from the still pacing Mayor) looking at me with concern. "Umm… I'll be right back. Just, wait here."

I excused myself from the group and took the elevator up to the lab. When I reached the top, it was hard not to laugh at the mess I saw. The entire floor was covered with autumn leaves, and Igor was hurrying to pick them all up while Doctor Finkelstein was shouting up at his machine. I looked up and saw the Thanksgiving Turkey was huddled up in the mechanism, shivering and gobbling frantically. Meanwhile, I spotted Zero barking at the examination table where Sally was strapped down. Her severed limbs were laid out on a table beside her, and it looked like Finkelstein had already sewn her face back together, and her eye was back in place as well. She smiled at me and pointed underneath the table where I noticed a large bundle of pink fur hiding.

"Igor!" Finkelstein shouted at his assistant. "Get these good-for-nothing creatures out of my laboratory at once! And get these leaves cleaned up."

"Yes, Master," Igor replied. He abandoned the leaves and ran over with his broom. "Shoo! Shoo! Master say you leave!"

"Igor, that's not helping," I told him. I walked over and took the broom from his hand. "Rabbits and turkeys need a more gentle approach." Very slowly, I set the broom to the side and crouched down, trying my best not to make a sound so that I could coax him out. Taking note of my approach, Zero floated over to Sally to give the Easter Bunny some space.

"It's all right now, Easter Bunny," I said gently. "There's nothing to be afraid of. The Doctor won't experiment on you, I promise. He's just cranky." I heard Finkelstein huff behind me, but I ignored him, and held out my hand towards the frightened rabbit. "I know you've been here before, and it's not your favorite place, but if you come out now, we can take you back home where you belong."

Slowly the Easter Bunny poked his little nose out and cautiously started sniffing around. He was trembling like he did the first time he was brought here, but he seemed calmed a bit by my tone. I smiled when he nudged my hand, coming completely out from under the lab table. I pet his head and gently led him back to the elevator, pushing the down button. Now all I had to do was get the turkey down from the ceiling. Yeah, that shouldn't be a problem. I walked under the machine and looked up at the frightened fowl.

"Anyone got any ideas how to get this guy down?" I asked, though not to anyone in particular.

"Perhaps you could lure him down," Sally suggested.

"That would be great," I said, "if we had some nuts or seeds."

"Haven't you gotten that blasted creature out of my lab?" Dr. Finkelstein demanded.

"Working on it," I shouted back.

"Well, I don't have all night," he retorted, wheeling his way over. "I still need to patch Sally back together, and in case you forgot, my precious Jewel is still recovering from her ordeal. I cannot be in two places at once."

"Doc, that screaming is not gonna help us get this guy out of your lab. Maybe instead of shouting out complaints like a crotchety old man, you could try, I don't know, helping."

"Hold on there, missy," someone called. I looked over to see the other Holiday Leaders stepping out of the elevator. Uncle Sam was the one speaking. "Ain't no way to speak ta someone," he scolded.

"I thought I told you guys to wait downstairs."

"We thought we might lend a hand, lass," St. Patrick said, before looking up. "Though, I think that pup has beaten us to it."

I turned around to see Zero had snuck up behind the turkey, and gave a loud bark. Startled, the turkey let out a yelp and flapped down toward the other Holiday Leaders. Uncle Sam quickly grabbed a hold of the turkey's neck. "Easy there, partner, we don't wanna hurt cha."

I sighed in relief. "Well, that takes care of one problem. Now we just need to get the five of you back home, so I can hurry back and help Jack and Al take care of Oogie before he ruins Christmas."

"We'd be happy to follow you anywhere, Princess," Eros cooed, flying over and taking my hand again. "Surely someone so clever knows the way back to our worlds."

"Okay, that really needs to stop," I said, shoving him away.

"Will, who are your friends?" Sally asked.

"And would you get them out of my lab!" Dr. Finklestein shouted. "This is not a waiting room, you know."

"Well, well," Eros replied, moving over to Sally. "And who might you be, fair creature? I must say, I never thought such sweetness could reside in such a horrifying environment." He picked up her hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

"Oh, uh…t-thank you," Sally replied, blushing from the attention.

I walked over to them, grabbing Eros by the wing and pulling him back towards the group. "Back off, buddy, she's spoken for." I dumped him next to Uncle Sam before turning back to Sally. Note to self: ask Santa to give Psyche a monkey leash, and maybe a remote control shock collar. "And yes, Sally, these are the rest of the Holiday Leaders," I said, pointing at each one as I introduced them. "Meet Saint Patrick of St. Patrick's Day, Uncle Sam of Independence Day; the turkey and bunny are from Thanksgiving and Easter. And you've meet Eros, poster boy for Valentine's Day. Gentlemen — and Eros — allow me to introduce my good friend, Sally."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." Sally smiled. "I hope you won't think ill of Jack for this. Here in Halloween Town, we never try to harm anyone; we only scare people for fun."

"Quite alright, little lady," Uncle Sam replied, tipping his hat. "The little filly already explained that. Though, perhaps once this mess is sorted, we might have a talk with that Jack feller of yours about keeping this sorta thing from happening again."

"That might not be a bad idea, Sam," St. Patrick agreed. "I'll speak with Nicolas and Valentine about it."

"Okay, not to be rude, but think we could discuss this later?" I interrupted. "We still have a psycho maniac trying to destroy Christmas."

"We've got bigger problems than that!" someone shouted. We all turned to see the Mayor come racing out of the elevator, his face still looking panicked. "The witches were just at the door. They were working on a spell when a vision appeared in their caldron. They said half of Christmas Town is destroyed, and Oogie has Sandy Claws tied up while his goons are gathering up all the presents. He's going to destroy them all."

"Great! As if we didn't have enough on your plate," I groaned. Zero whimpered and flew over to me, nuzzling my hand in an attempt to cheer me up. I smiled and patted his head. Now was not the time to let panic take over; we needed a plan. I turned to the Mayor, taking charge over this operation.

"Mayor, you've got to take the leaders back to their worlds. Zero knows the way so we can follow him. Frank and I will tag along and get to Christmas Town to help Jack and Al."

"You'll never make it in time," Dr. Finklestein argued. "Even with a guide, walking through the Hinterlands will take too long on foot, not to mention you'll need to find both Jack and Al, and Oogie."

"Well, we could take the Mayor's hearse," I suggested. "That should get us through the Hinterlands in no time, right Mayor?"

"I wish I could help, but I'm afraid I can't," the Mayor regrettably replied. "Even if I could fit everyone, my hearse is indisposed. Boogie's boys completely ruined my car, filling the gas tank with swamp muck and caramel."

"Well, that's just great. You, got any better ideas, Doc?" I asked, turning towards Finklestein.

"Indeed I do. Igor!" Without another word, Dr. Finklestein wheeled himself into his private lab with Igor close behind him. There was some shouting and crashing, before they returned. Igor came out pushing a wagon full stuff: bones, neck straps, breast collars, buckles, reigns, and a bunch of other harness pieces. Along with that, Igor was also tugging out a familiar structure behind him. Though the coffin seat and garbage can holder were torn off, the frame was only slightly burned and bent in a few places.

I frowned. "I thought Jack was supposed to get rid of that after he got it back from the graveyard."

"Be glad he didn't," Dr. Finklestein replied. "The reindeer are still in pieces, and some parts are missing from the frame, but it can still function for transport."

Despite how I felt about Jack wanting to rebuild this sleigh, it actually didn't surprise me all that much that he had it. Everything else seemed to follow the video game, aside from a few details, so why not have the sleigh be here too. And seeing the sleigh there gave me another idea.

"Doc, do you think you could get this thing airborne again?" I asked, curiously looking over it.

"Child, it was simple enough the first time, I could do again blindfolded," he boasted. "However, the time it would take to complete both the sleigh, and reconstruct the reindeer is time I don't have."

"Easy fix." I walked over to the wagon and pulled out some of the harness parts before turning around to address the Mayor. "Mayor, think you can handle the reigns?" I asked.

To my relief, his face spun around to smile at me. "It just so happens I can," he replied. "I used to drive around in a carriage before I got my hearse."

"Great! Now, here's how this'll work," I explained. "Luckily, Al showed me how to hook up a horse, so I'll take the sleigh and hook up it up to Frank. You guys–" pointing to the Holiday Leaders "–will ride in the back. Mayor, I want you to handle the reigns. Just follow Zero and he'll get you here and back in no time."

"What about you, lass?" St. Patrick asked. "Aren't ya coming with us?"

"Nope. I'll stay behind and give Dr. Finklestein a hand," I answered. "I figured he can work on getting the deer and the sleigh parts working again, and I can help out by putting Sally back together, and checking in on Jewel. If that's okay with you, Doc?"

"Hmm… Very well," Finklestein muttered. "Igor, come! We have work to do." Finklestein wheeled back into his private lab, while Igor grabbed the reindeer bones from the wagon before joining his master.

"Okay, he's taken care of. Sally, I'll be right back," I told her.

Then, taking the harness parts with me, I turned and asked the guys to bring down the sleigh before I walked back to the elevator. Zero joined me, and we went down first where I was greeted by a happy Frank, nickering and coming towards me with his scaly ears pointed forward. I patted his nose and turned as the elevator went up and then came back down with only the sleigh in it. I had Frank take the rope in his teeth and we pulled it down the ramp, and outside to the front of the manor. While waiting for the leaders, I hooked Frank up to the sleigh. As I was tightening the reins, Zero barked as the Mayor and the Holiday Leaders came out of the door. I stepped back so the Mayor could handle the reigns. The Easter Bunny and Thanksgiving Turkey were the first to board the sleigh, all too eager to be out of Halloween Town.

Uncle Sam was next, pausing to shake my hand. "Well, it was fine meetin' ya, little lady," he said before stepping on the sleigh. "You're welcome over in Independence Town anytime."

"Thanks. Think I could bring my friend, Al?" I asked.

"You bet."

I smiled and turned to St. Patrick. "Again, really sorry about all this."

"Not ta worry, Will," he said. "Thank you for all your help."

I smiled and chuckled. "It was nothing, I was happy to help."

"Gah! I can't stand it!" Eros yelled. No sooner had he said it, the winged player had me scooped up in his arms and spinning me around in the air. "That was simply adorable. Too cute! I knew instantly you were beautiful, but that smile of yours is just about the cutest thing!"

"Help me!" I yelled, though my plea was muffled against his chiton.

Fortunately, Zero and Frank heard me. Zero growled and barked at Eros, but it was Frank who got Eros to release me by biting the angel on the leg. He let out a yelp and halfway through another spin, he let go and sent me flying. I fell to the ground, but aside from being sore, it was better then being squeezed to death. Zero flew down to me and licked my cheek. I smiled at the pup and picked myself up, sidestepping a whimpering Eros, and gave Frank a rewarding rub to the forehead, and a kiss between his eyes.

"Thank, buddy, but next time, don't be afraid to bite him in the ass." I received an appreciative whinny from the kelpie. I gave him another pat before turning my attention back to St. Patrick. He was helping Eros into the sleigh, and turned with an apologetic smile.

I smiled and shook my head, letting him know no harm done. Then the Mayor signal it was time to head out. Zero took his place in front of Frank as the Mayor cracked the reigns. I waved them off and as soon as they were out of sight, I headed back inside to the manor. As I made my way back up to the lab, I wondered how Al and Jack were doing in Christmas Town. I just hope they could hold out until I could get there.

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CosmicHorse: Where was my Ally girl?

Eros: I must say, you and your character were dearly missed. But since you're here, I would like to ask you how well you are doing with that young man I matched you with.

CosmicHorse: Um…who are you and why are you winged?

Eros: Forgive me, Princess. My name is Eros, god of Love.

GodlyJewel: Hey, you're supposed to be back in your world.

Eros: True but there was one last bit of business I need to take care of beforehand.

GodlyJewel: Meaning…?

Eros: *pulls out an arrow and shoots*

GodlyJewel: *ducks* Ha! Missed!

Eros: Did I? *smug grin and flies off*

GodlyJewel: … What did you mea– Hey! Get back here! *runs after*

CosmicHorse: Ooo, something's about to go down!