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Oogie started running down the hallways (more like jogging, actually), accompanied by his prohibition-era gangster skeletons. They had to get as far away from Jack Skellington as possible before he found a way out of the pool table room he had tried to kill the pumpkin king in. Unfortunately, that meddling skeleton had destroyed his henchman that the boogie man had sent down. Oh, what was Oogie kidding? Jack would eventually find a way to him, and then Oogie would be in real trouble. No, he needed a decoy. But who? Who would be so foolish, so expendable, and so childish? That last word echoed in his mind: Childish. Turning around, he saw his three most loyal henchman, Lock, Shock, and Barrel, eagerly following their master. “Oh boys,” Oogie began with a smile.
Jack crawled down a huge pipe. Huge, as in both long AND in width. After the cowardly Oogie had run off, Jack had to find him before any damage could be caused. He decided to go down one of the holes the skeleton-filled cue balls had come from, in hope it would lead somewhere. But the pipe seemed to go on forever and ever. Had he gone down the wrong tube? Suddenly, light a glimmer of hope, light started to emit from the end of the pipe. Standing on top of and iron grille, he could see Oogie running down a hallway. “He must be headed for the control room” Jack thought. “Where else would he go?” Lifting the grate, he saw a mafia henchman that was dragging behind, still clutching its weapon. One moment it was limping along behind. The next moment, its screams for help were immediately muffled. Oogie had entered the zeppelin control room, and a pair of muscular gladiator skeletons stood at the entryway. “I may need a distraction” Jack said to himself. “But what?” As he looked at the skeleton he had defeated a second ago, he chanced to smile.
As Jack was getting ready, the two gladiators were chatting with each other.
“So what did you get in the mail?”
“An I-Phone4.”
“That must be pretty neat!”
“Dude, I spent all my money on a fat wad of Korean currency!”
“So?”
“When I go to buy some new apps, they don’t accept Korean!”
“Oh. I’m really sorry, Biff.”
“It’s ok, Zaaz. Soon, I’ll spend all my Korean money in Korea for AMERICAN CURENCY!”
“Ooh, good one!”
Suddenly, they heard a volley of machine gun fire
“What the heck was that, Biff?”
“I don’t know! Go check it out, Zaaz!”
Zaaz ran down the hallway, and turned the corner. An instant later, a thud was heard. Biff started nervously towards the corner. “Zaaz? Can you hear me? Where are you, you bone h-?” Those were Biffs’ words before he was soundly struck on the head with a machine gun. Jack walked towards the door, and riddled it with bullets. “I got you now, Oogie!” he proclaimed as he began to rip away what was left of the door, using a crowbar. Entering the control room, he saw Oogie sitting on a chair, which swiveled around. “Surprise, surprise, JACK!” greeted Oogie as a squad of fearsome gladiators dropped down, and surrounded the Pumpkin King. Generating the essence of fear itself with their rusty weapons, they advanced with only three words in their minds: Kill the intruder. They also were thinking four other words: Must watch Robot Chicken! But still, they were thinking the three other words. KILL THE INTRUDER!
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