Barrel
Henchman
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Post by Barrel on Feb 18, 2007 22:42:36 GMT -8
This will follow the adventures of the Boogie's Boys, from when they were human to way after the movie. The first fic deals with the movie and what happened before. The series will turn out to be a quartet. Guess whose POV this is in!
-------------- Chapter One "The Meeting"
I am Zeke Cadavre. And I have finally acquired friends! Ever since meeting them, I will always remember how my life suddenly changed. It all started at the "Little Angels" outdoors camp when I was seven.
A shout from behind made me freeze in my tracks: "There he is!" Uh-oh. Time to escape! I broke into a run and glanced nervously over my shoulder. That was a mistake. I ended up running into a tree. Laying on my back, dazed, I had no choice but to let the mean older kids shut me in that barrel.
"Oh nooooo!" I shrieked as the kids gave the barrel a big shove. I bounced and rolled, bruising and cutting myself on nails that stuck out of the inside. I was furious. "That's it! I'm gonna go run 'way and make 'em wish they was never mean to me!" I whispered, then laughed. My laughter quickly turned to a yell as the barrel launched off a small cliff and landed with a splash in the lake. The barrel broke open upon contact with the water, but what can you expect? This was the fifth time that day that those stupid kids had given me a ride in that barrel. With a start, I realized how far down in the water I was, and still sinking. "Crap..." I thought, flailing around and hoping that I would suddenly somehow be able to swim. Not surprisingly, the world went black.
I awoke to the sound of plastic spoons digging through sand. "Come on, dig deeper! It's not a grave until it's THREE feet deep, moron!" a high-pitched girlish voice shouted. "That's only two-and-a-half feet deep!"
Another voice, still sort of high-pitched but kind of raspy, yelled back. "Yeah, well at least I'm actually doing something instead of sitting around like a lazy butt!" I decided to stop the fight before it got worse.
Sitting up, I asked, "Who are you two?"
A guy and a girl both froze and slowly turned to face me. The girl had darkish hair, it appeared black, but you can never tell these days. She had a purple T-shirt on and a pair of blue jeans. The guy was wearing a bright red T-shirt and blue jeans. His hair was a reddish-brownish color. He was a little paler than the girl.
The girl finally spoke. "My name is Amber Choquer, but everyone calls me Shock."
The guy told me, after glaring at Amber, "I am Amber's cousin, Trevor "Lock" Serrure. And we thought you were dead! Amber made me dig a three foot deep hole for NOTHING!!" he shrieked, tackling his cousin. He had a sudden thought as Amber pushed him away with a growl. "Hey, why were you in the lake?" he asked curiously.
Amber turned to look at me. "Yeah, why?"
I glanced away, turning red. "Well, it's, um, you see..."
"Yes?" Trevor said.
"The other kids don't like me very much, so they shut me in wooden barrels and push them into the lake. If I'm lucky, they'll get bored after the second or third time," I said quietly.
"What was your name again?" Amber asked thoughtfully.
"I don't have cool nicknames like you two... I'm just Zeke Cadavre. Oh, and I can see why you're called Shock, that's your last name, right? But why..." I turned to glance at the "Lock" kid, "why are you called Lock?"
Amber rolled her eyes. "You're thinking S-H-O-C-K," she explained. "My last name is C-H-O-Q-U-E-R. Similar sound, different spelling. And if you don't want to tell him, I will, Trevor!"
Trevor sighed. "I am called Lock because when I get mad, I lock my family out of the house. And I'm good at picking locks. Once, I locked my family out of the house, and they were out there for five hours in the snow!" He turned to Amber. "Remember? You snuck around back and made snowballs for me?" he asked, laughing.
Amber was also laughing. "Yeah, I 'member that! And they got soooooo mad at us!" Still giggling a little, she asked me, "What sort of tricks do you play with your friends or relatives?"
I looked away. "I got none. I got no friends, who would wanna be friends with me? I'm just the seven-year old who is hated by everyone!" I said, tears starting to form in my eyes. "And I got no family because they're dead. All of them. I'm the only one not dead, so I'm just stuck being passed from family to family, all promising to take care of me but ditching me at the nearest orphanage as soon as they could... the longest I remember being kept by a family was two days..."
"Then why are you here?" Trevor asked.
I sighed. "The orphanage dumps me here for the summer and autumn. Even they don't want me... they dump us orphans here every year, to try to get rid of us." Standing up, I turned my back on the two. "I'm going now. See ya, well, maybe, Trevor and Amber," I said sadly as I walked away from them.
"Hey! Where are you going!?" Amber yelled, tackling me. Trevor grinned evilly and dogpiled on top of Amber.
"I'm going somehwere far away! Like maybe France or Indonesia!" I shouted, trying to push them off of me, without success. I ended up holding Amber away from me, with Trevor laughing and jumping up and down, standing on her back.
"Why would you leave your friends, meanie head loser face!?" Amber screeched, giving me a death glare. I would soon come to hate that glare... But her words surprised me. I stopped pushing her and was "rewarded" with the weight of two people suddenly crushing me.
The breath knocked out of me from the sudden force, yet pleased that Trevor had tripped and landed on his face when Amber fell, I gasped, "I'm a friend...? But why would you want me as a friend?"
Trevor rolled off Amber and pushed himself to his feet. "Why wouldn't we want you as a friend?" he grumbled, annoyed.
Amber got off me and, with a thoughtful look on her face, said, "I think I may have a nickname for you, Zeke... You said that the other kids trapped you in barrels, right?"
I nodded.
"Well, then, your new name is Barrel."
------------------- Chapter 2 "The End... or is it?"
That summer, Trevor, Amber, and I were stuck together as if we were superglued together. The camp director, Erik Abus, even asked if they had superglue or duct tape at the camp... that's how close of friends we had become. If you couldn't find Trevor, he was most likely with Amber, who would be with me. We even asked old Mr. Abus if Trevor and Amber could be in the same cabin as me. He said yes, much to our pleasure.
Leaning back on his bunk, Trevor sighed. "Man, this is so awesome! Mr. Abus let us be in the same cabin and everything!" He sat up quickly. "Oh no!"
Amber looked up at him. "Don't fall off the top bunk again!" she warned.
Trevor glared at her. "It's not that! Tomorrow is the day this place closes for the winter!"
My eyes widened. "NO! It can't be true! My only friends are going to be taken away from me and we'll probably never see each other again and my life will be so miserable as I get passed from house to house-"
Amber slapped me, interrupting my run-on sentence. "Calm down, Zeke!" she snarled. "Look, I'm not happy either!" She suddenly grinned. "When's your birthday, Zeke? Mine's April first, and Trevor's is November twenty-second. We're almost ten years old."
I gaped at her. "Almost ten!? I'm only seven! Oh, my birthday? My birthday is today! October thirty-first, Halloween!" I said with a small smile.
Trevor nearly fell of the top bunk in his excitement, even after Amber warned him. "HALLOWEEN!? YOUR BIRTHDAY IS ON HALLOWEEN!?" he shrieked. "THAT'S TODAY!"
"Don't kill yourself, stupid!" Amber yelled. "Mr. Abus would have our heads!"
I raised my head and sniffed the air. "Hey, do you guys smell that?" I asked. "That kind of smoky smell?"
Trevor and Amber stopped fighting and also sniffed the air, confused looks on their faces. Suddenly, Amber's eyes widened.
Being the genius she is, well, at least she's a genius compared to Trevor and me, Amber exclaimed, "IT'S A FIRE!" She ran to the door and frantically shoved at it. "It's stuck!" she moaned.
With one glance at the windows, I realized that they weren't able to be used for escape. Someone had blocked them with branches and logs. Listening, trying to hear something besides the crackle of flames, I heard faint laughter. "It's Mr. Abus!" I choked out, the air quickly thickening with smoke. "He's the one who... set the fire..."
Trevor and Amber stared at me, wide-eyed. "Mr. Abus? But he-" Amber began, then started coughing.
Trevor finished the sentence for her. "He was so nice to us! Why should he set the fire?"
My eyes watering from the smoke, I was barely able to make out the blurred shapes of Amber and Trevor. "It doesn't matter who started it, we're gonna die anyways!" I gasped.
Amber finally stopped coughing. "Then we die as friends. Three of a kind!"
"Birds of a feather!" Trevor added.
"Now and forever?" I asked, taking a deep, shuddering breath. I could feel my mind starting to shut down. "Goodbye Trevor and Amber..." I mumbled. With a sudden burst of heat, the fire burned through the door and slowly crept towards us. The last thing I saw as my mind went blank was Amber and Trevor lying on the floor, motionless. I took in one last lungful of hot, dry, smoky air and went limp.
------------- Heh, I narrated this for quite a few people, I must admit. And only one actually wrote it down... Hmph. Oh well, saves me the trouble of typing it all over again. I can just find the file on her comp (which I stole, and it is currently being powered by electiricty stolen from Finky).
More will be posted... tomorrow.
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 6:30:20 GMT -8
OMG!So far,this is one of the best fanfics I've ever read about the trio!._. It's one of my faves on the Pumpkin Patch!*sits and waits for more*
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Barrel
Henchman
Opener of the Lament Configuration
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Post by Barrel on Feb 19, 2007 7:15:34 GMT -8
Actually, to tell ya the truth, this story is completed and I'm partway through the sequel. It just takes a while for new chapters to pend, so I've been smashing a couple of chapters together.
----------------------- Chapter Three "what's This?"
I awoke what seemed like a few minutes later, but must have really been quite a while. There were cheers coming from what sounded like a large group of people... I didn't know, so I sat up stiffly and glanced around. Amber and Trevor were still asleep, so I took the opportunity to examine them more closely. Frowning, I realized that they had changed. Trevor had become even paler, if that was even possible, and he had a long-sleeve red shirt on, reaching halfway down his thighs. He was also wearing red pants and boots; I could've sworn that he had a tail. His bangs were curled up into what appeared to be devil horns and his teeth had sharpened slightly, which I could tell because he was snoring softly. I turned to Amber. Her dark hair had become wiry and slightly wavy, and she had a really tall purple hat on her head. She was wearing a purple dress which reached down to her knees, and black pants and shoes. He skin was a light greenish color. Having a sudden thought, I looked down at myself. I was wearing a long black shirt, also long-sleeved, which reached down a little past my knees. It had this really cool skeleton bone design on it, and so did my pants. I gasped when I saw my feet, which had become greenish-bluish, like my hands. And... my feet had only three toes. Hmm. How odd. I immediately fell in love with my costume, especially my awesome-looking shirt. It wasn't too loose, but it also wasn't too tight; it was perfect. I mean, I wasn't exactly fat, I was just slightly pudgier than Trevor and Amber, but not much.
A sudden movement behind me made me jump. I looked up... and had to tilt my head back as far as it would go, just to see the face of whoever was standing behind me. Oh. It's just a skeleton. ...wait! A SKELETON!? Obviously realizing my intentions, the freakishly-tall skeleton grabbed me by the back of my shirt, before I could escape. A quick glance told me that Amber and Trevor were now awake.
The skeleton gave me a quick glare, which scared me. I sat still, not moving a muscle, in case I should get the glare again. The skeleton turned to the crowd. "Citizens of Halloweentown," he began, "we have three new additions to our town. Please welcome..." he hesitated, glancing at us.
Trevor cleared his throat. "Lock," he said.
Amber spoke up next. "I'm Shock."
Finally working up the nerve to speak, I said, "And my name is Barrel."
The skeleton smiled, satisfied. "Please welcome Lock, Shock, and Barrel to Halloweentown." The assembled citizens clapped their hands, claws, tentacles... whatever they had. The skeleton laughed quietly as one of the citizens walked up to us.
The first thing I noticed about the citizen was his hat. It had to be as tall as he was! Then, I noticed his badge that said "Mayor" on it. He frowned. "Jack, Jack! We need a guardian for these new citizens!"
Jack, the skeleton, called out over the applause, "WHO WANTS TO BE THE GUARDIAN FOR THESE THREE YOUNG ONES?"
Everyone went silent as a voice spoke up. "I will." I looked for the source of the voice, and finally found it. The voice belonged to what appeared to be a giant burlap bag.
Jack sighed. "Anyone else?" he asked, ignoring the mutterings of the crowd. "Anyone?" he asked, growing desperate.
The burlap sack grinned, well, kind of. "Looks like I get to care for the children!" he laughed.
Jack glared. "Oogie, I will take care of them before I'll let those kids fall into your grimy paws. I challenge you to a contest."
Oogie's grin grew wider. "Since you challenged me, I get to choose the contest!" he announced happily. "We will have a..."
Jack had his fingers crossed, muttering, "Please, no gambling contest!"
"-Snake and spider stew cooking contest!" Oogie finished. "You can go first, Jacky boy, if you want!"
Jack sighed. "You know as well as I do that I cannot cook..."
Oogie laughed. "Fine. I'll go first!" he said, turning and walking away.
Jack turned to us. "How old are you three?" he asked.
Trevor- no, his name was Lock now. Lock replied, "Me and A- uh, Shock are nine, almost ten."
I added, "And I'm seven."
The mayor had a bored look on his face. "Welcome to Halloweentown," he said again. "You three seem nice!"
Shock laughed. "Yup! We wouldn't harm a fly!" she admitted. "But how did we get here?"
Jack said, "You died."
"...oh," was the only thing Shock could think to say.
Oogie came back not long after. With a huge, fake smile, he said, "The snake and spider stew is ready! Here, try some!" He pushed a bowl at each of us.
Lock and Shock hesitated. I rolled my eyes. "We have to do this, guys!" I said, then swallowed a spoonful of the stew. It was better than I expected, even though I could see the bugs and pieces of snake floating around.
After watching me try it, Lock and Shock slurped their stew. If it didn't kill me, it wouldn't kill them, right? I also finished the stew and lay down, suddenly drowsy. Struggling to keep my eyes open, I heard Oogie's low laughter.
"They like it!" Oogie smirked.
Jack sighed. "Fine... they go with you... but I'm warning you: if you use them against me to try to become the Pumpkin King, you will be banished from Halloweentown." He picked us up one by one and silently passed us to Oogie.
As we slept, an ingredient that Oogie had slipped into the stew began to take hold. Bitter Root. As the days passed, we quickly shifted from nice, innocent children to mean, mischievous demons.
---------- Chapter Four "Beginning the Mischief"
I woke up in a strange new place. I sat up and looked around sleepily, thinking that the other kids were playing tricks on the three of us. Then I remembered, and turned my head every possibly way, trying to memorize the details. Lock and Shock were beginning to stir as I slowly stood up, in what appeared to be the main room. There were bugs crawling everywhere, like a living carpet for the wooden floorboards. There were a few closed doors which I was practically dying to peek behind, but I didn't dare... At least, not until Lock and Shock were awake. Other than the doors of curiosity, there was a birdcage attached to a rope, which seemed to be like an elevator. Oh, yeah. There was also a chute leading to who-knows-where. Quickly growing bored, I poked Lock. "Wake up!" I whined, having an unexplainable urge to go out and play tricks on people. "Let's go prank someone!" Getting no reply, I pouted and kicked Shock. "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!"
Immediately after I yelled, a very annoyed Lock tackled me. "YOU FAIL AT LIFE!" he shrieked, still half-asleep.
I giggled and began wrestling with him. "LET'S PRANK THE-" I closed my mouth and pushed Lock off me. Standing on tiptoe, I reached up into a nearby bookcase, grabbing a book on the top shelf. I flipped open the "Prankster's Guide to Halloweentown Citizens". "Ah, here we go! WE PRANK THE CORPSE KID, MUMMY, AND WINGED DEMON!" I laughed, slamming the book shut and throwing it at Shock, who was just sitting up.
"BARREL!" Shock screeched, throwing the book aside and glaring at me.
I looked around nervously, then pointed to Lock. "He did it! I swear!"
Shock shifted her gaze from me to Lock. "LOCK!?"
Lock quickly changed the subject. "Let's go tell that sack dude what we're doing!"
Shock looked curious. "What are we doing?"
"If you weren't sleeping, you'd know!" Lock laughed. "But I'll tell you anyways. We're going to play a trick on-" He paused and looked at me. "Barrel?"
I grinned. "The Corpse Kid, Mummy, and Winged Demon," I finished for him.
We climbed into a bathtub (which I had not noticed since I was curious about what might lie behind the doors). To my surprise, the bathtub disconnected from the wall and began walking. Very slowly. I laughed as Lock began to sing off-key.
"We're going to play tricks! On the citizens!" he sang, making up a new tune. Shock's eyes lit up.
"Lock! Sing that again!" Shock ordered. Lock, with a confused look on his face, did as he was told. "Lock! Barrel! Keep that tune in mind!" she said excitedly as the tub finally brought us into town.
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Oogie listened to the metallic clanking of the tub's clawed feet. He grinned, rolling a pair of dice. "The Bitter Root is taking hold! They will be my henchmen! Soon..." He peered at the dice. "SNAKE EYES!?" he roared, blowing on the dice. Laughing, he exclaimed, "Eeeeeee-leven!"
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 10:00:43 GMT -8
Ahh,and so the mischief begins.^^Nicely written,lovely descriptions.=3
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Henchman
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Post by Barrel on Feb 19, 2007 10:38:58 GMT -8
Mmm. Thanks.
---------- Chapter Five "The First Prank"
We climbed out of the tub... some of us more easily than the others. I mean, it's hard to climb in and out of tubs when you're short! Oh well. We finally parked the tub after much evil giggling, smiling innocently at any citizen who happened to pass us. Jack happened to pass us and watched us, an odd expression on his skull.
"Whaddya want!?" Lock said rudely, then high-fived us. We burst out laughing, laughing until we were crying.
Lock took a deep breath. "What..."
"Do you want..." Shock continued, still laughing a little.
"From us?" I finished. This would be the start of our habit of finishing each other's sentences, but we never realized it. We just assumed that it was some cool new idea. We grinned at each other, then turned back to Jack.
"Go..." Lock started, glancing at Shock.
"Away..." Shock said, nodding at me.
"Bone-man!" I shouted, collapsing into giggles all over again.
Jack did the skeleton version of rolling his eyes, which I'm still not sure how he does it to this very day. Anyways. He walked away, heading towards this really tall mansion. It was tall, with a tall tower. And did I mention how tall it was? I pointed to what had to be Jack's house... the tall mansion. "Hey Lock!" I said. "You see that mansion over there, the one the bone-man is walking to? Don't you think it's freakishly-tall?"
Lock grinned. "That will be our next target, after the... uh... whoever they were." His grin grew wider. "And yes, it is freakishly-tall... just like the bone-man Jack."
Shock frowned and smacked the back of Lock's head, then slapped my face. "The victims are in sight!" she whispered as Lock and I rubbed our heads.
"That witch can pack a punch..." Lock muttered, then screamed as Shock tackled him.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Shock hissed in Lock's ear. "We don't want to get caught now, do we?"
Lock glared at her. "Make me shut up. And we can't prank anyone if you DON'T GET OFFA ME, STUPID!!"
Shock quickly jumped off Lock. "Now for the plan!" she said as the three of us moved in closer to the Corpse Kid, Winged Demon, and Mummy.
--------- The Corpse Kid and his two friends were sitting on the fountain in the center of town, examining their stash of candy. "Hm... we're almost out of candy!" Winged Demon said sadly.
Mummy smiled, well, kind of. It sounded like he was smiling, anyway. It was hard to tel because of the wrappings covering his body. "Don't worry! Halloween is drawing closer!"
Corpse Kid clapped his hands. "And then we can go collect candy! But for now, let's divide the candy." It was at this moment that we happened to show ourselves.
Shock held up a broom. "Give me the candy, because I know how to use this!" she threatened.
Lock sighed. "No, Shock, you gotta use one of THESE!" he corrected her, holding up a plunger.
I poked them with my weapon, earning glares. "You're both stupid! You gotta use a PITCHFORK!" I laughed, enjoying the horrified looks on the faces of the young citizens.
"Y-you just can't take our candy!" Winged Demon protested.
"Yeah! Why do you want the candy?" Corpse Kid asked, crossing his arms.
After a quick glance at Lock and Shock, I told them, "Don't you know? Eating candy can be dangerous to those who do not eat it regularly!"
Mummy gasped. "Really?"
Lock nodded. "It causes addiction, hyperness, insanity, and..." he said to them.
"You'll grow up waaaaaaay sooner than you normally would!" Shock finished. "Ya see, we're thinking about you guys now. If you grew up, who would make the Child Corpse Chorus?"
Winged Demon refused. "No! Get your own candy!" he yelled.
Lock shrugged. "Fine by us!" he grinned, snatching the candy from Winged Demon. We ran back towards our bathtub as angry shouts were heard, coming from behind us.
- Sally sighed, having seen the whole thing. The ragdoll stumbled back to Dr. Finklestein's lab, muttering to herself. "Sweet Pea... where'd I put that Sweet Pea?"
--------- Chapter Six "Sally's Plan"
Sally entered her room and pulled open the doors to her cabinet, digging through the ingredients. "Herbs and spice can make ANYTHING nice!" she thought aloud. "Ah, here's the Sweet Pea!" She carefully saset the jar down on the counter and rummaged through the cabinet again, taking out a few more jars. "Deadly Nightshade... yes, I'll need that. Thyme... could come in handy. Forget-Me..." She peered into this last jar and sighed, pulling out a handful of tangled plants. "I hate untangling the Forget-Me knot!" Grumbling to herself, she began carefully untying the plant anyways.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We climbed into our bathtub, hiding the candy beneath a blanket. "Now, it's time to prank the Mayor!" Lock said excitedly. "But first... we need a theme song. Wait, just lyrics."
"Do we want annoying lyrics or somewhat normal ones?" I asked.
At the same time, Lock and Shock yelled, "ANNOYING LYRICS!!"
I grinned. "How about this?" I asked. "La la la la la la! La la la la! La la la la la la! La la la la la! And then we can make words go to our song, like 'we work for the Boogie man! Our job's so much fun! We make mischief day and night! Our fun is never done'! You guys like it?"
Lock's mouth slowly turned up at the corners into a smile. "Yeah, Lock's tune is perfect, but we need new lyrics. Let's just sing the 'la la la' part when we prank the Mayor." The three of us laughed quietly as we steered the bathtub in the direction we last saw the Mayor.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sally began making the potion. "A touch of Sweet Pea to make them behave... nah, the whole thing." She poured the contents of the jar labeled "Sweet Pea" into the cauldron. "Deadly Nightshade... to make them sleep so we can take action..." she said, then decided to pour the whole jar in. "I'll pour it all in, I can always collect more tonight. Now for a bit of Thyme... it's always useful, having the sense of time slip away from you. If I was being poisoned, I wouldn't want to know how long it lasted. And last... Forget-Me. I'd better put some of that in before it tangles again!" Sally said to herself, then added Frog's Breath. "They'll never guess now," she said. "Oh! I almost forgot! Candy Corn-on-the-Cob, to make it sugary sweet!" she gasped, adding the last ingredient quickly. She put the jars back in the cupboard and smiled as she dipped candy into the potion. "Oh, how I wish I didn't have to do this, but it's for Halloweentown..." she sighed. She filled a basket with the poisoned candy and jumped out of her window. She fell to pieces, but sewed herself back up. Sally lost some leaves in the process, and her stitches weren't nearly as tight and neat as Doctor Finklestein's, but it would do for now.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We crept closer to the unsuspecting Mayor, jumping out of the bathtub. Stupid bathtub. I was still too short and tripped over the side of the stupid tub. Oh well. We got his attention, anyway. As his head spun around, alternating between flesh-colored smiling face and pale frightened face, we started singing our "theme song". "La la la la la la! La la la la! La la la la la la! La la la la la!" we sang at the top of our lungs, scooping up rocks and throwing them at the Mayor. His face finally stopped rotating... ending up on the white, frightened face.
"Wh-what do you want from me?" he asked nervously. "I'm only an ELECTED official!"
"It's simple, stupid! We want..." Lock began.
"To play..." Shock continued, giggling softly.
"A prank on you!" I shouted, finishing the sentence. "And we did, so goodbye!"
We spun around and hurried back to our bathtub. Wouldn't you run if the person you just pranked knew the scariest guy in town? Just before climbing in the tub, however, something caught our attention. A basket full of candy. Shock glared at the basket suspisciously. "Barrel! Go investigate!" she ordered.
"But you and Lock are older than me!" I whined.
"That's why you hafta go look!" Lock snapped.
Giving a sigh of defeat, I slowly trudged towards the basket. I peeked in, my frown quickly transforming into a smile. "It's candy!" I called to Lock and Shock.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From her hiding place, Sally could see everything. She watched as the three argued, smiling a little as she watched the skeleton-looking one approach the basket. The skeleton, who she assumed was the one they called "Barrel", turned back to the witch and the devil.
"Lock!" Barrel yelled. "Have some candy!"
The devil answered, so Sally assumed that Shock was the witch. "You try it, Barrel. You'll be our guinea pig!" Lock shouted in reply.
Sally frowned. This was NOT going according to her plan. Sighing inwardly she watched as Barrel shoved a lollipop into his mouth. "Seems all right," he yelled, "but it has a funny-" He never finished his sentence, as he fell asleep. Lock and Shock stared for a few seconds, then panicked and climbed into the bathtub, urging the tub away as fast as it would go. Sally sighed again and picked up Barrel, who was heavier than he looked. "Well, at least I stopped one of them..." she said quietly, lurching towards the laboratory- and the doctor.
------- Gah, the first few chapters are the only ones where it switches from first person to third person POV. That was waaaaaaay back when...
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 10:45:32 GMT -8
*shrug*It's still good.^^ Sweet Sally,just trying to keep things in order.=3
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Post by Lock on Feb 19, 2007 11:56:52 GMT -8
MOO HA HA!
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 14:56:42 GMT -8
MOO.XD*slapped*
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Post by Lock on Feb 19, 2007 15:02:42 GMT -8
*glare*
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 15:21:20 GMT -8
I like COWS!*hit with a flying brick* ~ Okay,now that THAT's out of my system,I must say,can't wait for more!=3
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Post by Lock on Feb 19, 2007 15:38:41 GMT -8
Me neither... -.-
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Post by Barrel on Feb 19, 2007 18:11:25 GMT -8
Chapter Seven "Locked Up Real Tight"
Sally finally reached the doctor's house and slipped in the front door. "I hope he isn't awake yet…" she muttered as she crept past the doctor's lab, where the duck-like creature lay snoring. She finally reached her room, where she dropped her "prisoner" onto the bed. She bit her lip and glanced around, then picked Barrel back up and carried him to the other lab, where the doctor sewed on her arm. She carefully laid him on the operating table and strapped him down. She stepped away and watched closely for signs of life.
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I slowly opened my eyes. The world was fuzzy and blurred around me, but it grew clearer. I moaned as my head began pounding; I had a splitting headache, like the dude with the axe in his head. What was his name? I struggled to remember. Clown? Nope. Vampire? Not that either. Oh, yeah! The Behemoth! Man, my head HURT. What was wrong with the candy? I tried to raise my hand so I could rub my aching head, then realized… I was strapped to a table.
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The kid they call "Barrel" went berserk. Sally sighed as the kid began screaming threats. She decided to actually listen, in case he revealed any information. "-AND I'LL CUT OFF YOUR HEAD AN' FEED IT TO OOGIE AND THEN I'LL CUT THE REST OF YOU TO PIECES AN' THEN I'LL…" The Barrel kid ran out of breath and began struggling at the metal straps. Sally waited patiently for the kid to wear himself out.
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I began screaming again, even though each scream brought pain to my already aching head. "WHERE'D YOU BURY LOCK AND SHOCK!?" I yelled.
The ragdoll sighed. "I d-"
"Where'd you bury them!?" I asked impatiently.
"Listen, I-" she began.
I interrupted her. "TELL ME WHERE YOU BURIED THEM!!" I shrieked, then made a face. "Ow ow ow ow ow!!" I moaned, shaking my head. "What did you do to them? What did you do to me?"
The ragdoll frowned. "Listen, kid, they're not dead. Jack hasn't found them yet, so they live."
My eyes widened and I grinned. "Wait'll you let me go, I swear on Oogie's snake and spider stew that I will CUT OFF YOUR HEAD AND GIVE IT TO HIM!!"
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Meanwhile…
"KIDS!! I HAVE SOMETHIN' TO TELL YA!" Oogie roared.
Lock and Shock looked at each other nervously. Then Lock sighed and climbed into the "Bug Buffet Chute" (as it was called), followed by Shock. "Coming, Oogie!"
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Lock finally tumbled out of the chute, Shock landing on top of him. An insult match quickly turned into a fistfight. "You're stupid!"
"You're ugly!"
"I hate you!"
"Yeah, well I hate you more!"
"ENOUGH, YOU THREE!!" Oogie finally roared, causing Lock and Shock to let out tiny squeaks of surprise and fear. The two scurried as far from Oogie as they could and still be considered within earshot. Oogie frowned. "Wait… there are only two of you. Where's the other kid?"
"Well… he's, uh…" Lock began.
"We don't know…" Shock admitted.
"THEN GO FIND HIM!"
"Y-yes, Mr. Oogie Boogie, sir!" Lock and Shock stammered as they scrambled to be the first up the chute away from their guardian.
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"Let me go…" I whispered, my voice hoarse from yelling. "I have torture weapons of DOOOOOOOOM in the treehouse!! AND I WILL USE THEM!"
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Sally groaned and rubbed her head. It appeared that I was giving her a headache. "Look, kid. That was diluted. Do you want the really strong stuff?" she said, pointing to the cauldron.
"Depends… what's in it?" I asked, trying not to show my curiosity.
Sally shrugged. "Sweet Pea, Thyme, Deadly Nightshade, Frog's Breath, Candy Corn-on-the-Cob, and Forget-Me," she replied.
I gasped. "CHILD ABUSE!! CHILD ABUSE! THIS LADY POISONS PEOPLE! CHI-" My voice wore out then so it was barely a squeak.
Sally glared at me. "That's it. I'm taking you to the Pumpkin King, he can decide what to do with you." She spooned some of the poisoned soup into a cup and held it to my lips.
I clamped my mouth shut, turning my head away from the cup. Sally sighed and pried my mouth open. Biting as hard as I could, I must admit that I was surprised when she showed no signs of pain. She poured the contents of the cup into my mouth and held it shut; I had no choice but to swallow the mouthful of poisoned liquid.
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"Oh, and you two: bring me the Pumpkin King while you're fetching your little friend!" Oogie called up through the chute.
"Yes, Mr. Oogie, sir!" Lock yelled as Shock grabbed a bag and dropped it into the walking bathtub.
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 18:28:29 GMT -8
Woah.Sally got MAD.XD And a cliffie!*sits and waits for more*
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Barrel
Henchman
Opener of the Lament Configuration
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Post by Barrel on Feb 19, 2007 18:48:15 GMT -8
Chapter Nine "Captured!"
It was like I was in a dream. My eyes were half open, and I was standing upright. My mind was off in some distant land as Sally tied a leash around my waist. She led me out of the doctor's lab and out onto the street. "Hello? Hello? Do you know where the Pumpkin King is?" she kept asking, squinting through the dark.
The Harlequin Demon replied, "Nope."
Wolfman looked up from the bone he was chewing. "Sorry, I don't know."
One of the vampires told her, "He's probably with the Mayor, making plans for Halloween. It's in a few days, you know."
Sally sighed and yanked the leash, forcing me to stop. I stared at her with unfocused eyes, not really seeing anything as I imagined that I was trick-or-treating. "What the-" Sally's cry was cut off as she was taken by surprise. I felt fingers tugging at the leash, not as gently as Sally had.
"Dude, Barrel, you okay?" I heard Lock whisper from what sounded like far away.
"Lock! These people are giving out lollipops!" I giggled.
There were rustling noises. "Shove him in the tub and we'll deal with him later," I heard a very annoyed-sounding Shock mutter. "We got Jack, anyways, like Oogie told us to." Hands picked me up and threw me into the tub, on top of something that felt suspiciously like a sack with something thrashing and kicking inside it, but I honestly couldn't tell.
The bathtub's steps were loud; anyone could hear us. I fell asleep, aided by the somewhat rhythmic clanking of the bathtub's steps and the Deadly Nightshade. Shock was being a backseat driver, screeching instructions at Lock: "Turn left! No, turn right! RIGHT, YOU MORON!! THAT'S LEFT!!" We never let her drive after that incident when she nearly ran Lock and me over, claiming it was an "accident", then turned the tub and chased us into the center of Halloweentown. It wasn't funny, so why did the citizens laugh? Anyways, I woke up slightly as we reached the "Bug Buffet Chute" and I was dragged out of the tub.
"I don't wanna go to school… don't feel good…" I whined as I felt Lock's hot breath in my face.
"OOGIE WANTS US, STUPID!!" Lock roared, shoving me down the chute. I winced and covered my ears, having a much worse headache than when Sally and I were in the doctor's lab. I flew out of the chute and groaned, holding my head. I slowly looked around, peeking at the bright neon lights through my fingers.
"Do you have the Pumpkin King?" Oogie asked excitedly as Lock and Shock flew out of the chute, carrying the bag.
"Yeah, he was easy to catch!" Lock bragged.
"He didn't even put up a fight!" Shock laughed.
Oogie snatched the sack and untied it, peering inside and pulling out Sally. "…this isn't the Pumpkin King!" he growled.
"It isn't?" Shock asked.
"I-it sure looked like him in the dark…" Lock said nervously.
"THIS WOMAN IS NOT JACK SKELLINGTON, THE PUMPKIN KING!!" Oogie snarled, a bug flying out of his mouth.
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Chapter Ten "Bug Day?"
I couldn't help it. Even though it didn't seem funny to me, I laughed. I guess the potion was still affecting me, because I crossed the room and began untying Sally.
"What's wrong with you!?" Lock asked, whacking the back of my head. "You're not supposed to untie the captive!"
I paused. "You're right." I watched Sally, confused. "I don't know why I'm untying her, I've never seen her before in my life..."
Sally sighed. "The potion was too strong." she muttered, making a face.
Oogie began to shake in rage. "HOW DARE YOU POISON MY HENACHMAN, VILE CREATURE!!" He suddenly grinned. "You will be a hostage. We'll make Jack come to us..."
"But-" Sally protested as Shock gagged her.
Lock snickered. "We getta catch Jack!" he chanted. "Catch Jack! Catch Jack! Catch Jack"
Shock whacked him. "Shut up!" she snarled. "Or Oogie'll kill you! Isn't that right, Mr. Oogie, sir?" she asked, turning to the mentioned Boogie Man.
Sally watched with interest. Why, it seems as if those three are TERRIFIED of Oogie! she thought.
Oogie had a thoughtful look on his burlap-sack face. "I will make a national Bug Day..." he thought out loud. Then, he grinned and pulled a thread on his arm. "GO, MY PRECIOUS BUGS!! GO!" After a few bugs flew out, he quickly pulled the thread tight again. "And tell all the other bugs the King wants them to mess up Halloweentown!" he called, cackling evilly. "Now, kids- go and cause mischief!" Always trying to please Oogie, we quickly left.
When we reached the center of Halloweentown, I stopped. "Hi, my name is Barrel," I suddenly said.
Lock and Shock laughed. "Hi Barrel."
"And I have an addiction to mischief!" I said, then whispered, "Mischief-Makers Anonymous. A new organization started by us!"
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Chapter Eleven "Our Friend"
"Wh-what do you want Jack for?" Sally asked.
Oogie laughed. "I wish to meet him!" he said with a huge grin on his face. "And when I take over Halloweentown... I WILL BE THE PUMPKIN KING!!"
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Everywhere we looked, there were bugs. I began laughing. "Guys, let's help Oogie and bring in more dangerous stuff!"
Lock glanced at me cautiously. "No fluffy rabbits."
"Nope! Waaaaaay better! Like snakes and spiders and, and, and Possessed Pumpkins! Stuff like that!" I whispered excitedly, glaring at the approaching Jack.
"Hey, kids!" Jack called, breaking into a run.
"Remember our excuse: we're just out for some fresh air," Shock whispered, then turned to Jack. "Yes, sir?" she asked with an innocent smile.
Lock and I tried to have innocent smiles, but it didn't work... we ended up looking like we were up to something. Jack gave us a strange look, then shrugged. "Have you three seen Sally?" he asked.
"Sally?" we asked, confused.
"Who's Sally?" Lock asked.
"She's Doctor Finklestein's newest creation," Jack told us.
"Thought her name was Polly," I said.
"No, it was Sissy!" Shock shouted.
"I'M NOT A SISSY!" Lock shrieked. We began fighting. Well... Shock was strangling Lock and I was laughing. Anyways, Jack did the skeleton equivilent of rolling his eyes and pulled Shock away from Lock.
"So you don't know where she is?" he asked suspiciously.
"Nope."
"Not at all, Jack!"
We turned and ran, through the graveyard and onto Spiral Hill. Cautiously, we climbed down the other side of the hill and entered the forest. Shock pulled out a chain as we walked. First we searched for our friend, Kkaribbdys. Kkaribbdys was a crocowolf, which is a crocodile/wolf hybrid. His dusty grey fur, which covered most of his body, slowly faded into tiny scales which covered his head, hands, and legs. He was about six feet tall, and had silverish eyes. To make things worse, he had sharp yellow teeth and claws. Basically, he was a creature you wouldn't want to meet if you were alone at night. Oh, yes, and he had a long tail, the tip of which had spikes. They weren't exactly poisonous, they just hurt. Shock and I found out the hard way when we first met him. We finally found him lurking, following us. You wouldn't believe how hard it was to find our tall friend. He asked, somewhat grumpily, "What do you little people want?" We must've woken him up or something.
Shock replied, "We're gonna help Oogie take over Halloweentown, and we decided to ask you to help us!" She climbed onto Kkaribbdys's back and quickly tied the chain around his neck.
Kkaribbdys sighed. "Lead the way," he said in a bored voice. He knew he could not escape our chain of DOOOOOM!!
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Post by *TocaBell* on Feb 19, 2007 19:05:47 GMT -8
Quote:Kkaribbdys sighed. "Lead the way," he said in a bored voice. He knew he could not escape our chain of DOOOOOM!![End quote] Yay for the fanfic!....OF DOOM!=D
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