x.x I don't know if I already uploaded this one. I'm new so yeah. This is about Jack's daughter Anna, and her growing up while being the Pumpkin Princess. Oogie is back and learns how to defeat Jack without much trouble, and two people who are ment to be, get together.
Couples:
LockxShock
JackxSally (Obviously)
AnnaxOC
Chapter one:
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Disclaimer: Redoing an old fic that somehow died. Must have deleted it without thinking...anyway...I don't own NBC, but I wish I did. Here ye go!
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Jack had to go meet Sally for a date in an hour. He sat at his desk looking through his ledger, letting his mind be filled with the events of the past two years.
He and Sally were inseparable. They were no longer separate names, but they were Jally. Although no one really called them that, but they were all thinking it. Every time Jack practiced his stunts for Halloween, Sally was always there.
Sally stayed at his house sometimes. It was as if she had two homes. When she and Dr.Finklestein didn't see eye-to-eye, she would come to him and be comforted if she'd been hurt. Jack never stayed at Dr.Finklesteins, he liked Jack and all, but he didn't want him to sleep in Sally's room. As if Jack would defile Sally without being her husband. It was against his beliefs. She never thought that was "Old Fashioned" Because it made her feel safe with him. Even though He'd saved her from Oogie boogie and promised to be with her forever.
Jack rested his skull on his bony palm as he flipped another page.
Lock, Shock, and Barrel had been seen around town often, but they were just their usual selves. Always pulling pranks on the unsuspecting. But keeping a safe distance from Jack and Sally. The fear of what Jack would do to them still lingering from the fight with Oogie.
He had been dating Sally for two years. Just, Dating. That was it. They weren't engaged, married, or anything. Just, dating. He often asked himself when he would ask her. They were almost as inseparable as a married couple. The only thing missing was the ring.
Jack crossed his left leg over his right.
Sally was the world to him. As Sandy Claws had put it: "She's the only one who makes any since in this insane asylum!" Sally was self-sufficient. She could throw herself out a window if she wanted to bad enough. She knew how to patch up her limbs, and she knew how to cook. This was a relief to Jack because he couldn't cook. He mostly spent his time up in his study, working on whatever project was occupying his mind at that particular moment. Zero would be sleeping his doggie bed, and Jack would have his face buried in a book or a piece of chalk in his hand. Jotting down an equation for the problem if it called for it.
Jack crossed his legs vise versa after his right leg started falling asleep.
Zero! Zero loved Sally. He absolutely adored her. He would always greet her at the gate when he was out in the yard and she would come. Every time she came to Jack's house, she always brought Zero some type of treat. Zero loved it when the treats were doggie treats, but he didn't mind when it was a bone or something else. He loved whatever she brought him, because she would say it was for her "Favorite doggie."
He rose his ghostly head up at Jack, whom seemed to be reading deeply, but was, in reality, not reading at all.
Even Zero thought it was funny when Jack didn't ask Sally to marry him yet. Sally spent the night at their house so often that he thought that Jack got married but didn't tell him. He rested his head against the red pillow once again and closed his eyes. Sally must think he doesn't like her enough to marry her.
But he does.
Jack felt himself nodding off. He would periodically shake his head, to keep himself awake and alert. He couldn't fall asleep. He had 23 minutes left until he had to go meet Sally, if he fell asleep and missed the date she'd be angry. Although she probably wouldn't say anything. That was something Jack wished Sally would do a little more often, tell him when things bothered her. She does, but sometimes, like those little annoyances that are caused by sleeping through a date, or, anything like that. He knew though that she forgave him if he ever stood her up on accident, because he always immediately apologized and she would forgive him.
As the time ticked by, and as he felt himself getting deeper and deeper into thought, he asked himself what was keeping him from asking her. He knew it was fear, fear of her saying no. Even if he knew, in the back of his mind, that she would say "Yes". He closed his eyes, for only a second. Hardly a second, a mili-second; and when he looked at the clock again, ten minutes passed from when he was supposed to leave.
He jumped out of his chair and ran down to the fountain Area, where Sally was patently waiting.
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Woo! Here ye go! My NBC story!
I can't wait until the 3-D NBC!!!! Me and me best friend are goin' on Friday! Woo! Now-To play the game. (AWAY)
