Jack Nightmare Before Christmas Song Novels & Stories

Throughout my number, I unveil the gifts in my massive sack, handing them out to the little kids amongst the crowd while I continue to move to the beat. Eventually the song comes to an end. And the crowd applauds and cheers with great excitement. My attention then turns to Harper, who's standing in awe at all that's just occurred. I go ahead to take out the Christmas gifts, and hand them to her. “Merry Christmas Harper! Ho ho ho!” says Elliot comically.

Elara shouted, grabbing my hand and raising it as she screamed. I let out a chuckle and screamed alongside her, but my mind wasn't there because I was still trying to focus on the song. The words looped in my mind as I tried to figure out the meaning behind them. It was a song about Santa Claus coming to town, and I didn't need any deep meaning or message from it. What the hell was she trying to tell me that she couldn’t? I inhaled deeply, taking the thoughts about the song off my mind as we reached the massive iron-bound doors of the pavilion.

The headmaster stood off to one side, his jaws hanging on the floor. “Close your mouth headmaster.” I grinned and continued singing. We chose random rock songs and some fast paced country songs. When the last bars of the music faded I stepped up to the plate and said “Just a song to make you think over the holiday.” I grinned at the band then we started playing “They gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books to make a citizen out of you, because the sleep with a gun and keep an eye on you son, so they can watch all the things you do.”

“ Boys, you are right. I haven’t sung with you in a while. That was wrong of me and I am sorry. If I sing you two songs right now will you think about forgiving me?” “ Two songs, a dance, and hugs. Then we forgive.” Jax says. I have to bite my tongue to not laugh. When Jax is in the serious mode he hates to be laughed at. “ Young man, I thank you for forgiving me. You have a deal.So what songs do you want? And are you going to help?” “ One sec,” Jace says. I let them talk amongst themselves to figure out what songs they want me to do. While I’m waiting I hear footsteps but don’t pay attention. My focus is on my nephews. “ Ok. Yes, we sing with you. But dance song second.” Jax says. “ Firs

Lowering myself to her level, I held her shoulders gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “No,” I said softly. “No, honey. You just had a nightmare. That’s all.” She didn’t look convinced. “Mummy has no reason to hurt Daddy,” I added quickly. “I’ll be back soon. And guess what? We’re spending Christmas here with Grandma and Uncle Elliot.” Her face lit up instantly. “Yeah.” “I’m just going to get a few things for Christmas,” I said. “I’ll be back.” I turned away before she could ask anything else.

“Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la) 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la) Don we now our gay apparel Fa la la la la, la la la la (fa la la la la, la la la la) Troll the ancient Yuletide carol Fa la la” Tanner sings. We all clap for Tanner. Jack and I have both come such a long way together. That’s what makes us even more connected. Our souls are like one, we are made for each other and every second we’re apart like a living hell. I’m so thankful for all that has happened!

By the time they reached the last house, even the most optimistic of the group, such as Cindy and Pastor Phil, looked relieved to be nearly done, thoughts of warming their feet by the fire dancing in their eyes. “Let’s sing, ‘O, Christmas Tree,’” Cindy said, forcing a smile. “This will be our last song.” “You singing?” Dak asked, close to her ear. “No.” “Come on, Mem. Last chance.” “I... can’t.” “You can. You choose not to.”

Derrick stayed in the bed watching Jordan open the bedroom door and walk out to go to the spare bedroom. “RISE AND SHINE!” Jordan shouted opening the bedroom door and began to sing loudly and out of tune Christmas songs. “Smith, I'm going to murder you!” Demi shouted back when Jordan laughed rushing back to the bedroom and jumping on the bed. “That was fun!” he said honestly. “Merry Christmas!” “You too,” he muttered kissing him back and paused when he heard the Sheriff's bedroom door open. “We have lift off.”

Jace smiled indulgently at her, and then he and Ash fell in beside her as they guided her toward the crowd gathered around the tree. The tree loomed over them, aglow with thousands and thousands of colored lights. Christmas music filled the air. And then a melodious sound as a man began to sing “The Christmas Song.” “There’s a concert?” Mia asked in excitement as she turned to Jace. He smiled and nodded and then urged her toward the front. Surprisingly, no one protested their cutting in front of others, and in fact, a group made room for them at the very front where the aisle cut up to the stage.

I blinked at the sound of his question, snapping out of my reverie. “Y–yeah,” I stuttered out a quick response, cursing under my breath nonstop at my foolish mistake. I was unconsciously drooling over my ex-husband, how pathetic. “I came to deliver these before the munchkins wake up, but I see you beat me to it,” I said, nodding towards the half-empty dish of the delicious cookies to distract him from noticing what had just happened, and he chuckled. “You keep forgetting that I'm Santa,” he winked, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and I shook my head, ignoring the kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering in the pit of my stomach from that one simple action.