Jack Skellington.
The most handsome, heroic, clever, terrifying Pumpkin King the world has ever known wasn't always as good as he is today.
It takes alot to get to the top, and sacrifices will have to be made...
So many questions have been asked,
About Jack Skellington and his secret past,
It is a sad tale, listen if you dare.
For I will tell you, the second side, to a Christmas Nightmare.
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In the heart of a small town, people are celebrating their most beloved festival. Halloween night. The sound of singing echoes all across Halloween Town, the words of their most beloved song. This is Halloween.
“Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbours gonna die of fright
It's our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween
I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under yours stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song!”
In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise…
“Round that corner, man, hiding in the trash can
Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll...
Scream! This is Halloween
Red 'n' black, slimy green
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night
Everybody scream, everybody scream
In our town of Halloween!
“I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace
I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!
Tender pumpkins everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare
That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Halloween
In this town
Don't we love it now?
Skeleton Rex might catch you in the neck
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everyone scream
Wont' ya please make way for a very special guy
Our man Rex is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!”
There was a roar of applause and the joyful sound of laughter, howling and cheers filled the air as the Pumpkin King, Rexus Skellington bowed and applauded everyone's achievements.
"Thank you everyone!" shouted Rexus, silencing everyone.
"I'd just like to say a great big congratulations to you all! We've done it again!"
"No!" groweled the werewolf. "You have Rex!"
Everyone laughed and Rexus smiled. "But honestly, I couldn't have done it without you"
There was a round of 'aww'. Then a frantic panting from the back.
"Coming through!" called a voice from the crowd.
"Excuse me! I need to get to Rexus!"
"Let the man through!" ordered Rexus, stepping off the fountain.
The crowd parted to reveal The Mayor, pink in the face, his head turned to 'stressed'.
"Why, Mayor! Whatever is the matter?" asked Rexus, utterly bemused by the situation.
"Funerelly...she's..." he panted, putting his hands on his knees and bending over, attempting to catch his breath.
"Funerelly?" gasped Rexus. His eyes widened. "The baby!"
The Mayor nodded and patted Rexus on the back as he ran towards his house.
He sprinted to the gate, hurled the gates open, clomped up the stairs, barged through the door and flew up the staircase.
"FUNERELLY!" he cried, running towards their bedroom.
"FUNERELLY WHERE ARE-?"
Rexus stopped in mid-sentence. There she was, sitting in the newly built rocking chair, cradling something in her arms.
She turned her head to Rexus and shushed him.
"Come here..." she whispered.
Rexus frowned and wandered in, fixing his gaze on the bundle in Funerelly's arms.
Funerelly drew back a piece of cloth from the bundle to show a little white face with dark, round eyes staring at Rexus.
Rexus's eyes widened, so did the babies.
Funerelly looked at Rexus, who smiled weakly, she handed the bundle to Rexus then stood up.
"It's a boy" she breathed.
Rexus looked at Funerelly, then the baby, then Funerelly again.
"I have a...son?" he said, excitedly. Funerelly giggled and nodded.
Rexus handed the baby back to Funerelly and ran to the window opposite, he hauled the window open and screamed
"I HAVE A SON!" to the Halloween Town folk below.
There was a roar of applause and cheers all around.
"Rexus!" called Funerelly from the room.
Rexus turned to her, his eyes wide and bright.
"A name?" she giggled.
Rexus's expression automatically turned sour. He had forgotten the most important part of the baby. A name.
He looked around the room.
Black, white, bats, snakes, spiders, Jack-O-Lanterns.
Jack-O-Lanterns?! That was it!
"Umm...Jack?" asked Rexus doubtfully.
Funerelly smiled and looked at the baby. "Jack Skellington"
"Yes..." breathed Rexus. "Jack Skellington"
"That name..." he said, walking to his son. "Shall go down in History,, my boy, and do you know why?"
Jack looked up at him and cocked his head to the side, making it click.
Funerelly half laughed, half huffed.
"It's because..." she ended. "You'll be the most handsome"
"Most heroic" said Rexus.
"Most talented" sighed Funerelly.
"Most scary" said Rexus.
"Most romantic" said Funerelly.
"Most...umm...amazing?"
"Pumpkin Prince there ever was" they concluded.
"You'll see son, you'll see..." said Rexus, smiling down at him.
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Jack's Origin!
