Sally Jack Skellington Pumpkin Novels & Stories

"You already have the deadpan sarcasm down to an art form." Gavin laughed, taking off his glasses to clean them on his shirt. "Hey, if I'm being forced into participating in this elaborate Halloween production, I'm going all in. I already ordered Thing. You know, the creepy disembodied hand that crawls around. It's animatronic and everything." Lucas groaned from the couch, looking genuinely pained. "You're all taking this way too seriously." "That's because you have no Halloween spirit," Piper teased, pointing an accusing finger at him. "You're like the Scrooge of Halloween."

And eleven more months with Jack offered far more than she’d ever had before this adventure had started. Slipping into her silver, strappy heels, Kelly buckled the thin straps around her ankles and walked down the stairs. She came into the front hall as Jack was stepping in from the office. He’d arrived home just before the guests were due but had changed into his charcoal suit at the office. Jack froze in the hallway when he saw Kelly. As Jack watched her, Kelly let out a small laugh. “That’s funny that you chose charcoal,” she said with all the innocence she could muster. “My lingerie is charcoal tonight.”

Squeak. The sound of oversized rubber shoes walking on linoleum. And then, a giggle. "Welcome to the show, boys and girls!" a voice echoed, distorted and manic. "Tickets, please!" From the shadows, a red balloon floated towards them. On it, written in what looked like fresh blood, was a smiley face. Ben whimpered. "I really hate clowns." Jack cracked his neck. The Curse in his arm was throbbing, eager. "Let's see if he laughs when I shove that balloon down his throat," Jack growled.

"...Anyway, why are you giving me all this pumpkins? Do you want me to make something from it?" Ricky stopped beside the pile and took a pumpkin the size of a basketball on his hand. Noel nodded a yes with a bright face. "That's right! I thought that I should share the pumpkins with you because you liked to bake sweets, maybe you can make sweets out of pumpkins?" Ricky pondered. "Well, there are many kind of things that can be made out of pumpkins, but are we using all of this pile right now?"

My uncle was dressed as slick as ever, pulling this whole Jack Skellington vibe with his pin-striped suit tailored perfectly to his body and some fancy, polished shoes to finish it off. I wasn’t the least bit surprised when he had Perry doing dinner service for us, it actually made me chuckle to see him dressed like a waiter with the towel draped over his arm and everything. Of course, Luci had to share the whole story about Perry and his best friend trying to steal his wife, it was a good story, and Luci loved it whenever he won and got to imprison another soul in the underworld. He was certainly proud of his work and took no shame in flaunting it.

“Definitely. He loves smashing things.” “Hm. I sense a theme,” Ellen murmured. Sofia giggled. “Alright, a smash cake and a main cake. Now; entertainment: clown? puppet show? baby-friendly DJ? mascots?” “No mascots,” I said instantly, shuddering. “Those costumes freak me out.” “Puppet show, then?” Sofia asked. Ellen leaned forward, eyes bright. “He will LOVE that.” “Yes,” I said. “Let’s do a puppet show.”

I blew at the soup. "I know, and your aunt Jackie and little Frankie are coming over for Halloween." I didn't find that thought pleasing as I pictured the orange pumpkin crying in the middle of the street. I definitely wasn't taking that little demon out again. "Why must Frankie come with her?" I groaned loudly.

I slide over to her putting the dummy in her mouth, which makes the small guy shout once again. "What are you doing?!" He shouts towards me, I hold my hands up in surrender once again, last time I try to help someone. "I was just helping the baby," I mutter, does this guy need to show us he's tough even with his size? The taller guy pulls Rick over the counter and to the floor to join our group, he proceeds to pace around the shop floor for a little while, his eyes looking over the group than down and something in his hands, from afar it looked like a little photo that you could fit in your wallet.

"Tah tah!" "K-Karter-!" Paisley exclaimed as she struggled to keep him from falling face flat on the floor. "What's wrong?" "I think he wants to make a friend" Carter smiled, "but he has to wait a bit" "Huh? Wh-" "Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~" Paisley let out a breathy laugh when three people dressed in spongebob, winnie the pooh, and Jerry mascot costumes walked out holding a chocolate cake.

Scarlet “What about this one?” Jackson races forward to the biggest pumpkin he can find. “I think that might be a little too heavy,” I laugh. It’s late Monday morning, and Jackson and I are at the pumpkin patch with Quinn, Archer, and Emma. “How about this one?” I point to a round, white pumpkin. “It lost all its color!” Jackson’s eye widen in shock, making both Quinn and I laugh. “It’s supposed to be like that,” Quinn explains, adjusting Emma in the baby carrier she’s wearing. “Ohh, a cat!”