(Just cuz---I'm putting in the deleted sequence that should've stayed in
the movie.)
Lock, Shock, and Barrel suddenly cheering, though very faintly, going on in
town. They ran to the window, just in time to watch as something flew into
the moon---Jack's sleigh. They had seen it while they were in town. Now
they were headed back to the pipe---but there was nothing inside.
~*~
Down in Oogie's lair, Sally had attempted to save Santa. She detached one leg and put it in Oogie's doorway to distract him, before she quickly rushed up to the window. She unattached her hands, waiting for the right moment.
"My, my! What have we here?" Oogie mused. That was the cue. Sally's hands slid from the window and cupped Santa's mouth, one of them pointing up.
"I'll get you out of here," she whispered.
Her hands untied Santa while she lowered a rope ladder. It was then Oogie found out her leg was only a leg.
"What?!" he roared. "You try to make a dupe out of ME?"
He began to suck everything in sight, like a vacuum cleaner. Sally lost her hold and fell down. Oogie saw her and smiled wickedly.
"Jack's love," he said. "I've been waiting years for this! Now I shall have my revenge by getting rid of you! He'll be so heartbroken, but oh, revenge will b so sweet after he foiled my plans!"
~*~
(For those of you who don't have the special edition DVD, this is the deleted sequence---with some added detail. First paragraph is my doing.)
It was about an hour after Jack had left. The threesome had seen him take off from a window in their tree house. Now they were trying to listen to what was going on. Lock had his ear to the pipe. Nothing. He listened good and hard, but no sound entered his ears, save for a soft snoring. He cursed under his breath. Some of Oogie's bats had fallen asleep in there again--- some of his fat bats that often got stuck.
"What's happening? What's happening?" demanded Shock. Barrel suddenly looked towards the cage and tugged on Lock's sleeve to get his attention. When Lock looked, so did Shock. All three were thinking the same thing.
"Let's go down---" said Shock.
"And take---" Lock continued.
"A peek!" Barrel finished. They cheered. Great idea! They each ran to a different section of the tree house. Lock filled two cups with soda, while Barrel raided their Halloween candy. Shock got a small bag of popcorn. There was a centipede inside. She pulled it out and threw it across the room.
"Hmph!"
"Hurry! Hurry!" Lock and Barrel chanted. Shock rushed in and the elevator was lowered.
~*~
Lock, Shock, and Barrel peeked into the barred window. Not only was Sandy there, but Sally too! Since when did she get there? They looked at each other, then remembered the sleeping bats in the pipe. They must have blocked out Sally's approach. Oh well. They could watch Oogie torment her and Sandy.
(I added the next two paragraphs)
Oogie had Sally tied up, though her hands were stitching her leg on. After a minute, one hand tied the other on. The other floated near its matching wrist. It was actually quite interesting to see her trying to loosen her other hand enough to sew the other back on.
Sally and Santa sat against a wall as Oogie added ingredients to the boiling pit. It wasn't snake-and-spider stew, as the stuff looked like lava, but it was one of Oogie's specialties: anything stew. Mainly what it was a special broth that anything could be added to, hence the name.
~*~
It was almost ten o'clock. Lock, Shock, and Barrel had most of their snacks gone now. Barrel threw a candy wrapper into the ravine while his siblings watched Oogie gamble. He now had his prisoners on a table, waiting for the stew to cook enough for him to dump them into it.
Sally was angry.
"This isn't over! Not by a long shot! You wait 'til Jack finds out about this!"
Suddenly, the threesome perked up. They heard the Mayor's voice, very faintly at first, getting louder and louder.
Sally was still yelling.
"By the time he's through with you, you'll be lucky if you---"
The Mayor was now close enough to hear.
"The king of Halloween has been blown to smithereens. Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust!"
The threesome was delighted. They stood up and danced in their cage.
"Pile of dust! Pile of dust! Skeleton Jack is a pile of dust!"
They continued to laugh mockingly. Inside, they heard Sally gasp in realization. They leaned in further, watching Oogie torment his victims.
~*~
It was about twenty minutes later.
"If only Jack was here," Sally sobbed.
"But he isn't! Ever!"
Lock, Shock, and Barrel laughed like there was no tomorrow.
"Help! Help!" shouted Santa. Oogie said something, but Lock, Shock, and Barrel didn't hear as they realized they weren't alone. Something had jumped on the cage. They looked up to see the angry face of Skellington Jack. They gasped.
"Miss me?" he asked. (Not in the clip. Added just cuz.)
Lock, Shock, and Barrel screamed as he shook the cage. Barrel kicked the cage open and jumped out, followed by Lock and Shock. Jack gave them his evil grin as they fell, snickering, then turned to the window.
"If only Jack was here," Sally repeated.
"But he isn't!"
(End of sequence.)
~*~
Barrel was clinging onto a root, Lock cling to his foot, Shock holding onto his tail. Jack was still alive? But how? He had been blown to bits! Shock carefully grabbed a hold of the rocky wall and climbed up. Lock did the same, and Barrel did too. Once all three were safe, they stared down to the window just below their bridge. What to do now?
"Jack's going to be mad when he finds out what we did," said Barrel.
"He already knows," Shock said, her voice shaky. They were going to banished for sure this time.
"But what can we do to make it up to him?" asked Lock. "For something this big, anyway."
"I don't know, Lock," said Shock. "I really don't know."
The threesome sat down, when suddenly, Barrel had an idea.
"Wait a minute! We're the only ones who know he's still alive!" he exclaimed.
Lock and Shock looked at each other.
"And if we told the town---" Shock continued.
"He'll have to forgive us!" Lock finished. They turned and ran, not even noticing that Sally and Santa had suddenly stopped screaming.
~*~
Oogie had just dumped Sally and Santa inside the cauldron, laughing wickedly---but suddenly, their screams stopped short.
"What the--" he said, turning the table over. But it wasn't Sally or Santa. It was Jack Skellington, who was supposedly dead.
"Hello, Oogie," said Jack, calmly jumping off the table.
No! Once again, his plans were messed up by Jack! He couldn't get rid of Sally---not yet, anyway. He pretended to be scared.
"J-J-Jack! But they said you were dead! You must be DOUBLE dead!"
He stomped on a button, sending the roulette wheel spinning. Jack tried to keep his center of balance as several playing cards, each showing the kings of spades, rose, their swords popping out. The kings began to twirl their swords. Jack wove through the first two, then did a handspring to pass a few more. Oogie yanked on a chain, sending the shooting slot machines towards Jack. Jack lept on top of them, stepping on each arm, seeing the roulette wheel was leading Oogie towards him and the shooting slot machines.
Oogie tried to run away, but being so fat, it was hard. He quickly jumped and pressed another button. A spinning blade came towards Jack.
"Jack, look out!" Sally screeched. Oogie glared at her as Jack jumped out of the way, landing in front of Oogie, but the boogie man steped on another button, landing on top of the eight ball, a thread coming loose.
"So long, Jack" Oogie laughed. He could get away now and plot revenge later. Or so he thought---
Jack grabbed the loose thread.
"How dare you treat my friends so shamefully!" he shouted, giving the thread a good tug. Oogie's arm unravled, but before he could do anything, Jack wove the thread into the spinning blades, ripping off that burlap sack exterior. Oogie screamed as his bugs got away. Finally, only one was left, only to be squished dead by Santa. Oogie was gone. Jack turned to Santa.
"Forgive me, Mr. Claws," he said. "I'm a fraid I've made a terrible mess of your holiday."
"Bumpy sleigh ride, Jack!" said Santa, taking his hat. "The next time you gwet the urge to take over someone else's holiday, I'd listen to her!" He pointed to Sally. "She's the only one who makes any sense in this insane asylum!"
"I hope there's still time," said Jack.
"To fix Christmas?" asked Santa. "Or course there is! I'm Santa Claus!"
With that, he flew up Lock, Shock, and Barrel's pipe, the bats inside flying to get away.
~*~
Back in town, the Mayor was going into Town Hall to go through Jack's files, so he could find a new Pumpkin King. The doors suddenly burst open.
"Jack's alive!" came a raspy child voice.
"You must come!" came a screechy female one.
"Oh, no," the Mayor whispered. He turned around. Lock, Shock, and Barrel.
"What are you three doing here?"
"Jack's alive!" Lock said.
"Really!"
"No!" said the Mayor. "He was blown to bits!"
"Yes," said Barrel. "He scared us!"
"I've had enough of your pranks! Out! Out!"
"But sir---" said Shock.
"OUT!"
The threesome turned and slowly started to walk away. So much for that. Suddenly, Lock turned around.
"We'll make a deal with you! If you come with us and see for yourself, we'll leave you alone for a month!"
"WHAT?!" Shock and Barrel exclaimed.
Lock turned to them.
"Do you want to avoid being in trouble or not?" he whispered harshly. Slowly, his siblings nodded in agreement. They turned around.
"We mean it, Mr. Mayor," said Shock. The threesome held out their hands to show they weren't crossing fingers. The Mayor eyed their feet.
"Shoes," he said. Darn. Couldn't cross toes. They took off their shoes (or rather, Lock and Shock did as Barrel didn't wear them), their stockinged feet visible to the Mayor. The Mayor turned to Lock.
"Tail." Lock sighed and moved his tail to the Mayor could see it. Not one of the three could lie. "Now you may make your deal."
In unison, they said, "We solemnly swear to leave you alone for a month if you come and see Jack's still alive."
The Mayor was satisfied. The threesome jumped into the hearse. On the way, Lock and Shock put their shoes back on.
~*~
"He'll fix things, Jack," said Sally. "He knows what to do."
Jack turned around. There she was, the girl of his dreams!
"How did you get down here, Sally?"
"I was trying to---well I wanted to---to---"
"To help me? Why, Sally, I can't believe I never realized that you---"
"Jack! Jack!" called the Mayor.
"Here he is!" Barrel exclaimed.
"Alive!" Lock added.
"Just like we said!" Shock finished.
The Mayor threw a rope down to Jack.
"Grab a hold, my boy!"
Jack took Sally's hand and then the rope. They were both very light as the Lock, Shock, Barrel, and the Mayor pulled them up with ease.
~*~
The crowd cheered as the hearse rolled into town. Lock, Shock, and Barrel were on top of the hearse, masks on. They waved to the crowd. Heroes at last! The citizens burst into song, Lock, Shock, and Barrel joining them. (If you pay attention, they really do move with the beat.) Jack walked up the steps of Town Hall, the little Corpse child attached to his leg. He picked him up and tossed him in the air, before he placed the Corpse Kid on the Mayor's hat and shook the Mayor's hand.
"It's great to be home!" Jack announced. They suddenly heard a familiar "ho, ho, ho!"
The entire town looked up and saw Santa in his sleigh.
"Happy Halloween!" he called, waving.
"Merry Christmas!" Jack replied.
Suddenly, something cool and white drifted down. Jack, Lock, Shock, and Barrel knew what it was---snow!
The citizens were confused at first, but then found out this stuff was really cool. Lock and Barrel each got a good handful and packed it up. They gave it to Shock. Taking careful aim, she hit Jack in the face. He was taken quite by surprise, but when the white powder fell away, he laughed as Lock, Shock, and Barrel ducked behind the fountain.
~*~
It was just before dawn when the threesome finally got back. There was a note pinned on the door.
"Thanks for the scares and the nightmares in one. In a way, being scared is actually quite fun!
"-Santa Claus."
The threesome smiled and laughed.
"You're welcome!" they shouted.
~*~
Shock went up to her bedroom. It had been a hectic day and night, but she was happy. Lock and Barrel were already sleeping. She changed into her nightclothes and was about to climb in bed, when she found a small box on her bedside table. It was wrapped in green paper and a tin red ribbon. There was a note beside it. Shock picked it up.
"Thought you would like to have this back.
"-'Sandy Claws'"
Shock tore open the package. Inside was her locket. Shock, gasped, tears of joy coming from her eyes. She looked out the window, towards the rising sun.
"Thanks, Sandy," she said quietly.
As if in response, a star flickered, before it disappeared with the rays of the sun.
(That's all, folks! Coming soon is the sequel I already had written, set six years later! Bye bye now!)
~*~
Down in Oogie's lair, Sally had attempted to save Santa. She detached one leg and put it in Oogie's doorway to distract him, before she quickly rushed up to the window. She unattached her hands, waiting for the right moment.
"My, my! What have we here?" Oogie mused. That was the cue. Sally's hands slid from the window and cupped Santa's mouth, one of them pointing up.
"I'll get you out of here," she whispered.
Her hands untied Santa while she lowered a rope ladder. It was then Oogie found out her leg was only a leg.
"What?!" he roared. "You try to make a dupe out of ME?"
He began to suck everything in sight, like a vacuum cleaner. Sally lost her hold and fell down. Oogie saw her and smiled wickedly.
"Jack's love," he said. "I've been waiting years for this! Now I shall have my revenge by getting rid of you! He'll be so heartbroken, but oh, revenge will b so sweet after he foiled my plans!"
~*~
(For those of you who don't have the special edition DVD, this is the deleted sequence---with some added detail. First paragraph is my doing.)
It was about an hour after Jack had left. The threesome had seen him take off from a window in their tree house. Now they were trying to listen to what was going on. Lock had his ear to the pipe. Nothing. He listened good and hard, but no sound entered his ears, save for a soft snoring. He cursed under his breath. Some of Oogie's bats had fallen asleep in there again--- some of his fat bats that often got stuck.
"What's happening? What's happening?" demanded Shock. Barrel suddenly looked towards the cage and tugged on Lock's sleeve to get his attention. When Lock looked, so did Shock. All three were thinking the same thing.
"Let's go down---" said Shock.
"And take---" Lock continued.
"A peek!" Barrel finished. They cheered. Great idea! They each ran to a different section of the tree house. Lock filled two cups with soda, while Barrel raided their Halloween candy. Shock got a small bag of popcorn. There was a centipede inside. She pulled it out and threw it across the room.
"Hmph!"
"Hurry! Hurry!" Lock and Barrel chanted. Shock rushed in and the elevator was lowered.
~*~
Lock, Shock, and Barrel peeked into the barred window. Not only was Sandy there, but Sally too! Since when did she get there? They looked at each other, then remembered the sleeping bats in the pipe. They must have blocked out Sally's approach. Oh well. They could watch Oogie torment her and Sandy.
(I added the next two paragraphs)
Oogie had Sally tied up, though her hands were stitching her leg on. After a minute, one hand tied the other on. The other floated near its matching wrist. It was actually quite interesting to see her trying to loosen her other hand enough to sew the other back on.
Sally and Santa sat against a wall as Oogie added ingredients to the boiling pit. It wasn't snake-and-spider stew, as the stuff looked like lava, but it was one of Oogie's specialties: anything stew. Mainly what it was a special broth that anything could be added to, hence the name.
~*~
It was almost ten o'clock. Lock, Shock, and Barrel had most of their snacks gone now. Barrel threw a candy wrapper into the ravine while his siblings watched Oogie gamble. He now had his prisoners on a table, waiting for the stew to cook enough for him to dump them into it.
Sally was angry.
"This isn't over! Not by a long shot! You wait 'til Jack finds out about this!"
Suddenly, the threesome perked up. They heard the Mayor's voice, very faintly at first, getting louder and louder.
Sally was still yelling.
"By the time he's through with you, you'll be lucky if you---"
The Mayor was now close enough to hear.
"The king of Halloween has been blown to smithereens. Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust!"
The threesome was delighted. They stood up and danced in their cage.
"Pile of dust! Pile of dust! Skeleton Jack is a pile of dust!"
They continued to laugh mockingly. Inside, they heard Sally gasp in realization. They leaned in further, watching Oogie torment his victims.
~*~
It was about twenty minutes later.
"If only Jack was here," Sally sobbed.
"But he isn't! Ever!"
Lock, Shock, and Barrel laughed like there was no tomorrow.
"Help! Help!" shouted Santa. Oogie said something, but Lock, Shock, and Barrel didn't hear as they realized they weren't alone. Something had jumped on the cage. They looked up to see the angry face of Skellington Jack. They gasped.
"Miss me?" he asked. (Not in the clip. Added just cuz.)
Lock, Shock, and Barrel screamed as he shook the cage. Barrel kicked the cage open and jumped out, followed by Lock and Shock. Jack gave them his evil grin as they fell, snickering, then turned to the window.
"If only Jack was here," Sally repeated.
"But he isn't!"
(End of sequence.)
~*~
Barrel was clinging onto a root, Lock cling to his foot, Shock holding onto his tail. Jack was still alive? But how? He had been blown to bits! Shock carefully grabbed a hold of the rocky wall and climbed up. Lock did the same, and Barrel did too. Once all three were safe, they stared down to the window just below their bridge. What to do now?
"Jack's going to be mad when he finds out what we did," said Barrel.
"He already knows," Shock said, her voice shaky. They were going to banished for sure this time.
"But what can we do to make it up to him?" asked Lock. "For something this big, anyway."
"I don't know, Lock," said Shock. "I really don't know."
The threesome sat down, when suddenly, Barrel had an idea.
"Wait a minute! We're the only ones who know he's still alive!" he exclaimed.
Lock and Shock looked at each other.
"And if we told the town---" Shock continued.
"He'll have to forgive us!" Lock finished. They turned and ran, not even noticing that Sally and Santa had suddenly stopped screaming.
~*~
Oogie had just dumped Sally and Santa inside the cauldron, laughing wickedly---but suddenly, their screams stopped short.
"What the--" he said, turning the table over. But it wasn't Sally or Santa. It was Jack Skellington, who was supposedly dead.
"Hello, Oogie," said Jack, calmly jumping off the table.
No! Once again, his plans were messed up by Jack! He couldn't get rid of Sally---not yet, anyway. He pretended to be scared.
"J-J-Jack! But they said you were dead! You must be DOUBLE dead!"
He stomped on a button, sending the roulette wheel spinning. Jack tried to keep his center of balance as several playing cards, each showing the kings of spades, rose, their swords popping out. The kings began to twirl their swords. Jack wove through the first two, then did a handspring to pass a few more. Oogie yanked on a chain, sending the shooting slot machines towards Jack. Jack lept on top of them, stepping on each arm, seeing the roulette wheel was leading Oogie towards him and the shooting slot machines.
Oogie tried to run away, but being so fat, it was hard. He quickly jumped and pressed another button. A spinning blade came towards Jack.
"Jack, look out!" Sally screeched. Oogie glared at her as Jack jumped out of the way, landing in front of Oogie, but the boogie man steped on another button, landing on top of the eight ball, a thread coming loose.
"So long, Jack" Oogie laughed. He could get away now and plot revenge later. Or so he thought---
Jack grabbed the loose thread.
"How dare you treat my friends so shamefully!" he shouted, giving the thread a good tug. Oogie's arm unravled, but before he could do anything, Jack wove the thread into the spinning blades, ripping off that burlap sack exterior. Oogie screamed as his bugs got away. Finally, only one was left, only to be squished dead by Santa. Oogie was gone. Jack turned to Santa.
"Forgive me, Mr. Claws," he said. "I'm a fraid I've made a terrible mess of your holiday."
"Bumpy sleigh ride, Jack!" said Santa, taking his hat. "The next time you gwet the urge to take over someone else's holiday, I'd listen to her!" He pointed to Sally. "She's the only one who makes any sense in this insane asylum!"
"I hope there's still time," said Jack.
"To fix Christmas?" asked Santa. "Or course there is! I'm Santa Claus!"
With that, he flew up Lock, Shock, and Barrel's pipe, the bats inside flying to get away.
~*~
Back in town, the Mayor was going into Town Hall to go through Jack's files, so he could find a new Pumpkin King. The doors suddenly burst open.
"Jack's alive!" came a raspy child voice.
"You must come!" came a screechy female one.
"Oh, no," the Mayor whispered. He turned around. Lock, Shock, and Barrel.
"What are you three doing here?"
"Jack's alive!" Lock said.
"Really!"
"No!" said the Mayor. "He was blown to bits!"
"Yes," said Barrel. "He scared us!"
"I've had enough of your pranks! Out! Out!"
"But sir---" said Shock.
"OUT!"
The threesome turned and slowly started to walk away. So much for that. Suddenly, Lock turned around.
"We'll make a deal with you! If you come with us and see for yourself, we'll leave you alone for a month!"
"WHAT?!" Shock and Barrel exclaimed.
Lock turned to them.
"Do you want to avoid being in trouble or not?" he whispered harshly. Slowly, his siblings nodded in agreement. They turned around.
"We mean it, Mr. Mayor," said Shock. The threesome held out their hands to show they weren't crossing fingers. The Mayor eyed their feet.
"Shoes," he said. Darn. Couldn't cross toes. They took off their shoes (or rather, Lock and Shock did as Barrel didn't wear them), their stockinged feet visible to the Mayor. The Mayor turned to Lock.
"Tail." Lock sighed and moved his tail to the Mayor could see it. Not one of the three could lie. "Now you may make your deal."
In unison, they said, "We solemnly swear to leave you alone for a month if you come and see Jack's still alive."
The Mayor was satisfied. The threesome jumped into the hearse. On the way, Lock and Shock put their shoes back on.
~*~
"He'll fix things, Jack," said Sally. "He knows what to do."
Jack turned around. There she was, the girl of his dreams!
"How did you get down here, Sally?"
"I was trying to---well I wanted to---to---"
"To help me? Why, Sally, I can't believe I never realized that you---"
"Jack! Jack!" called the Mayor.
"Here he is!" Barrel exclaimed.
"Alive!" Lock added.
"Just like we said!" Shock finished.
The Mayor threw a rope down to Jack.
"Grab a hold, my boy!"
Jack took Sally's hand and then the rope. They were both very light as the Lock, Shock, Barrel, and the Mayor pulled them up with ease.
~*~
The crowd cheered as the hearse rolled into town. Lock, Shock, and Barrel were on top of the hearse, masks on. They waved to the crowd. Heroes at last! The citizens burst into song, Lock, Shock, and Barrel joining them. (If you pay attention, they really do move with the beat.) Jack walked up the steps of Town Hall, the little Corpse child attached to his leg. He picked him up and tossed him in the air, before he placed the Corpse Kid on the Mayor's hat and shook the Mayor's hand.
"It's great to be home!" Jack announced. They suddenly heard a familiar "ho, ho, ho!"
The entire town looked up and saw Santa in his sleigh.
"Happy Halloween!" he called, waving.
"Merry Christmas!" Jack replied.
Suddenly, something cool and white drifted down. Jack, Lock, Shock, and Barrel knew what it was---snow!
The citizens were confused at first, but then found out this stuff was really cool. Lock and Barrel each got a good handful and packed it up. They gave it to Shock. Taking careful aim, she hit Jack in the face. He was taken quite by surprise, but when the white powder fell away, he laughed as Lock, Shock, and Barrel ducked behind the fountain.
~*~
It was just before dawn when the threesome finally got back. There was a note pinned on the door.
"Thanks for the scares and the nightmares in one. In a way, being scared is actually quite fun!
"-Santa Claus."
The threesome smiled and laughed.
"You're welcome!" they shouted.
~*~
Shock went up to her bedroom. It had been a hectic day and night, but she was happy. Lock and Barrel were already sleeping. She changed into her nightclothes and was about to climb in bed, when she found a small box on her bedside table. It was wrapped in green paper and a tin red ribbon. There was a note beside it. Shock picked it up.
"Thought you would like to have this back.
"-'Sandy Claws'"
Shock tore open the package. Inside was her locket. Shock, gasped, tears of joy coming from her eyes. She looked out the window, towards the rising sun.
"Thanks, Sandy," she said quietly.
As if in response, a star flickered, before it disappeared with the rays of the sun.
(That's all, folks! Coming soon is the sequel I already had written, set six years later! Bye bye now!)