Jack drummed his boney fingers over the wooden arm of his chair. He heaved a sigh of inpatience and rocked in his chair.
He was bored, yet again. This had probably been the third time this week, but he knew he'd been even more bored before in his life.
The Mayor was rambling on about Halloween again, mind you, he had a reason, it
was only three weeks away.
Jack looked out the window, he could see some of the neighbourhood kids playing in the square and he wished he could be one of them.
"Anything you'd like to add Jack?" asked The Mayor, turning to him.
"Umm...no, I think you're ideas just about cover it!" he said hopefully.
"Well, that's promising. Rexus?" said The Mayor happily, turning to Rexus.
"I think that Jack should have a bigger role in this years Halloween"
Suddenly Jack came back to Earth.
"What?" he chorused with The Mayor.
"Well, now that you're older Jack, I think it's time you learnt how to become a good king, so when your older, it'll be easier to rule!"
"So...does this mean I won't have to just go to meetings anymore?" Jack asked hopefully.
"You will still have to attend meetings Jack, there's no doubt about that, but I will train your fighting skills and your mother will teach you how to dance, act and sing..."
Jack scratched his head, like he always did when he was thinking.
"What do you say?" Rexus asked, a smile on his face.
"Well..." began Jack. "It beats a day of meetings" he said in a happy tone.
Rexus heaved a sigh of relief and got up from his chair.
"Well then..." he said with a grin. "You're training shall start tomorrow"
Jack smiled happily and followed his father to say goodbye to the mayor.
Meanwhile, somewhere under ground in the graveyard, an old enemy lingers in his lair, thinking up devious thoughts and malishious plans. His son sits in the corner playing with a pair of loaded dice.
His son's name is Oogie Boogie, a name will soon be feared by the whole of Halloween Town for all the wrong reasons.
His father's name is Ozmando, and ever since the incident that happened years before, he has hated the Skellington family and all that associate with them.
"Why can't you just let it go?" Oogie said rolling the dice for a thirteenth time.
"LET IT GO!" Ozmando hollered, grabbing Oogie by the neck.
Oogie gagged beneath his father's grip, his eyes wide and scared.
"You weren't there all those years ago, you don't understand and you have NO right to question my authority, do you understand?" he boomed.
"Y-Yes father" Oogie coughed.
Ozmando let him go. Oogie fell to the floor in a heap.
"You are also forgetting that I created you, that I brought you into the world, and by opening your mouth like that, I can easily rip your god forbidden seams and send you down to hades!"
Oogie breathed heavily and felt tears fall down his face.
"Now shut your mouth and listen to my idea"
Oogie nodded and sat back on the floor.
"I have a plan to iradicate that skellington brat and heir, and I am going to need your help, but seeing as you are useless now, I am going to need to train you in fighting"
Ozmando walked over to one of the walls and took a knife from the wall. He chucked it backwards, narrowly missing Oogie's hand.
"Fight me" he said brutally, twisting a knife in his hand.
Oogie, not sure what to do, lunged at Ozmando at an alarming speed and attempted to hit him, but Ozmando saw his idea and dodged, missing his attack.
"COME ON! WE AREN'T DANCING! HIT ME!" he boomed, dodging another attack.
Oogie screamed and threw the knife at Ozmando's head, it caught the flap that was supposed to be his hair and pinned him against the wall.
Ozmando laughed. "Good" he hissed, taking the knife from his head. "I'm sure you'll make a mighty assasin" he said, ruffling Oogie's hair.
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I have sympathy for Oogie now
