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“So your cursed now?” Shock asked as she looked at the beer. She took the bottle, but didn’t open it. “Where have you’ve been anyway?”

Arthur had never been gifted with Sight. Not like Merlin was. Not like the druid priests were. Granted, he could predict, he could guess, he could learn from the mistakes of the past and build on them. But there were never strikes of sudden, holy awareness that turned the tables. Not like they sang in the songs, at least. The closest he’d come had been on a grey afternoon, by a crooked river as he stared into the dark brown eyes of his nephew and realised that he could only defeat him by sacrificing his own life in the process.

And too, he supposed, on a summer’s morning, staring into the matte white of the ceiling and realising he’d never finished his tale.

He’d left later that day with a slight spring in his step, grabbing a few beers and taking them with him to share a moment of happiness with friend. For the darkness would end and Aria, bless her sweet soul, would get a father she deserved. “I think,” he smiled softly, hardly waiting for the door to open before he held out a bottle, “I have worked out how to break my curse. A toast?”

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jackbeimpish‌:

“I know a couple tooth fairies who would disagree with you,” he chuckled. He wouldn’t have been offended if she punched him. It probably would have been kind of novel, since most people hadn’t been able to see him to punch him before. “Waffles and pancakes with ice cream?” He quirked an eyebrow. “I’m interested. Tell me more.”

“You know tooth faeries? Like personally?” Shock raised an eyebrow, not in disbelief but honestly just surprise. “What’s the chances of you helping solve a tooth payment dispute? Because I can with the full set and I have to say I feel a little cheated here.” If Jackson wanted a good punch there was a good chance Shock would do it for free if asked. “Okay, well you know how you can get a waffle cone with your ice cream? But it’s always hard and sometimes truly lacking flavor. So if you get an actual plate of waffles and then make a waffle sandwich of pure joy.”

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hisfrenchdarling‌:

Morticia was gathering little vials of graveyard dirt and crumbled bits of tombstone for her apothecary, but she raised her head when she realized she had company. “If you could bring a loved thing into the afterlife with you, wouldn’t you?” she mused.

To just about anyone the sight of a strange woman collecting vials of any graveyard relic would raise questions and possibly a call to 9-1-1. Shock was not most people however, instead she went over to the woman. “Nancy Landgrabb is the freshest, buried last month. The grass hasn’t fully covered her yet. Or you can wait till tomorrow for when...” Shock checked the magazine. “Good ol’ Mortimer is laid to rest with his organ enthusiast magazine.” She told the woman. “I suppose, but it didn’t happen the first time so I doubt it will the second.” Shock shrugged. “I’ve seen you around here before, right?”

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Shock leaned against the wall of a mausoleum sucking on a lollipop while paging through a magazine. “What a strange thing to want to be buried with?” She mused aloud. 

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jackbeimpish‌:

“Good to know.” He grinned. He might have to refill her candy cache every now and then, just for fun. “What’s wrong with mint?” He didn’t really have a preference, but he was curious about her reasoning. “Whoa, whoa, hey! Where are you going?” He gripped her shoulders and turned her to the left when they reached an intersection. “Arendelle’s is the best ice cream, Squirrel. I thought as an expert on sweets, you would know that,” he laughed.

“It’s too much like brushing your teeth, which is frankly just annoying.” She told him over her shoulder before he grabbed her by them. A quick brow furrow came over her face as she debated on punching him before he explained himself. “Tianna has waffles and pancakes though, but I guess we can go to your place. Also I’m pretty sure her’s is the best, but okay.”

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abandonedxangel‌:

“Oh.  That makes sense, actually.  And that will need lots of science,” she nodded, understanding now.  She made a slight face when she mentioned putting makeup on the dead but decided she didn’t want to touch that subject.  She laughed at the comment about Arthur, the sentiment so accurate it hurt.  “And you decided to take it upon yourself to be one for him?” she asked, her laughter only increasing as Shock explained Calcifer’s nickname.  “I’m sure that was a bit of a shock for him,” she joked, smiling over at her.  “I’m sorry, did you say ‘freed some rats’?”

“You’re not kidding, but I don’t mind it too much. Most sciences are actually pretty interesting, sometimes a little dull to read about though.” She acknowledge. Shock was more hands on than anything. “If not me than who.” She shrugged before frowning. “I really should check up on him though.” Shock mused to herself. “Well they were in cages and were always having to do these stupid mazes. It didn’t seem fair, though it was only a temporary freedom. For a night they truly lived before returning to the literal rat race.”

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jack-osborne‌:

Jack was plagued with nightmares on the reg and he honestly didn’t normally remember them anymore.  For a time, he’d been curious what was happening in his brain while he was asleep, but that time had now passed and he assumed he was better off not knowing.  

Better off, probably, but still wide awake without a chance in the world he’d be going back to sleep, thanks.  Really, it was nights like this he was glad Annie wasn’t always around, because he didn’t want her to worry.  

He had just settled in with an ice cream sandwich and the remote to turn on something on Netflix when Shock’s first text came through.  He had less than zero idea how to play that cool, even if they’d been whatever they were for a while.  If he responded too fast, it would be… something.  If he didn’t respond at all, it would be… something else.  The debate raged to the point he’d finished his treat, the television was still off, and Shock was texting him that she’d arrived. 

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t the worst thing in the world that he hadn’t answered.  Shock was still here.  In the middle of the night.  While he was wearing only Lucky Charms boxers.

Maybe he needed Lucky Charms for his midnight waking snacks.  

He decided to shelve that thought for later and answer the door instead, opening it just a crack so he could stick his head out.  

“Can I see some ID?  I’m sure you’ve got at least two kinds in that gigantic purse.”  Her face didn’t totally open the floor for teasing, and he was still half asleep, though, so he decided to be a better boyfriend with his next sentence.  “You okay?”

There was a benefit to both of them being so awkward and unsure of how to play their relationship. The closest thing to another romance Shock involved some mild flirting and a very interesting google search that would forever scar her browsing history. She still got ads with hot young girls looking for romance, click here to be connected. 

It was interesting to know that apparently they dressed the same for bed. Weirdly, or perhaps not weirdly, she had a craving for Lucky Charms. He wasn’t even wrong with his assumption on her having at least two forms of ID in her purse, technically she had four. One was just her regular ID, the second was her employee badge, the third was her student ID, and the fourth an animal shelter volunteer badge that warned that she was a bitter. 

“Hey... I mean I got a lot of things.” She stammered out, admittedly still a little shaken from her dream. “Umm...” Shock swallowed hard and darted her eyes upward. “I’m good.” Her voice cracked out. “Just um...”

Shock looked over at Jack and tried to force a smile, but instead it probably looked closer to her being constipated. “Do you want to... hang out?”

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abandonedxangel‌:

“What are you going for exactly?” she wondered.  She was surprised she hadn’t asked Shock what she was doing at school sooner.  “You… adopted Arthur… as your son?” she asked, brows furrowing.  Considering how much older Arthur was than Shock, it just didn’t make sense to her, but then again, a lot of what Shock said and did didn’t make sense to her.  “Why is he ol’ pie face?  Yeah, that sounds like Sandy.  He’s really nice.”

“Oh, I’m going to be a mortician!” She beamed proudly. “I already know most of the business from Jack, but this way I can legally put makeup on the bodies.” Before coming to Fableton makeup was strictly for Halloween purposes, so needless to say there was a bit of a culture shock (pun intended) when she arrived and she wasn’t about to practice her skills on herself. She could have lost an eye with one of those pencils. “Yeah, honestly that man needs a mother. So cranky.” She shrugged and shook her head. “Because I threaten to throw a pie at him the first time we met.” It seemed obvious to Shock. “Yeah, he was. A little too straight and narrow, but he came through. Helped me with uh... a project. Eh fuck it, I freed some rats with his help.”

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jackbeimpish‌:

“I’ve never met anyone who felt like they had to hide their candy. Well, no one who wasn’t six,” he chuckled, hopping out of the tree with an easy grace. Even without his magical staff, he was light on his feet. “I’m always in the mood for ice cream.”

“Candy has always been very valuable to me.” She told him as she shimmed down the tree with considerably less grace than him. “Alright Frosty!” She clapped her hands to brush away any dirt or dust once she hit the ground. “If you get mint I’m going to disown you.” She smiled before leading the way to closest business that sold any kind of ice cream.

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jackbeimpish‌:

He burst out laughing. “Could be worse. You got it, Squirrel.”

“Not the first time I’ve been called a squirrel by a Jack. You Jacks are very particular about me hiding candy.” Shock laughed. “So Frosty, I’ve recently came into some money, care for some ice cream?”

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jackbeimpish‌:

“As nicknames go? Not great.” He made a face, humming thoughtfully to himself. “It’s actually Jackson if that helps. Jack Frost. Jacks.” He paused. Jack Frost was one thing, but it had been a very long time since anyone had called him either of the others.

“Frost?” A slight smirk appeared on her face. “So Frosty it is then.”

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abandonedxangel‌:

“I got my science credit out of the way as soon as possible.  I really sucked at it, but at least I passed,” she shrugged.  “Oh, I didn’t know you knew Arthur too.  Who are ‘ol’ pie face’ and ‘the quiet one’?  Wait, are you talking about Sandy?”

“Well with what I’m going for I have a feeling there’s gonna be a lot of science credits. I don’t mind it too much, some of it is cool.” She nodded. “Yeah, we go way back. I’ve sort of adopted him as my son, it’s a bit of a story.” Shock shook her head. “Calcifer is ol’ pie face and I don’t think I got the other guy’s name, but he doesn’t talk, just types. If that’s Sandy then sure.”

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jackbeimpish‌:

“Were you a squirrel in your other life?” he laughed as he accepted the bag. He’d never met a sentient squirrel, but since he’d seen a talking cat in Fableton, it didn’t seem totally far-fetched. He pulled out a gumball and inspected it briefly before popping it into his mouth and returning the bag. “Thanks. I’m Jack.”

“Not that I remember,” she shrugged. She barely remembered her name from the time before Halloweentown. Who knows maybe she was squirrel. “Another one? Jeez... well I already know two so I can’t call you that. How’s Gumball?”

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thedarkestfae‌:

She felt her heart ache a little at the thought of the old woman. Her fingers twitched against the lining of her dress and she sighed. “Maybe,” she said, sure to have the tissue ready in one of her hands, “I can take just one of them.” 

Shock let out a small laugh as she handed one of the tulips back. “That’s very kind of you.”

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It wasn’t often that Shock had nightmares anymore, but on occasion one would creep up and leave her shaking. On those nights she would go and see if Sally was awake or cuddle Luci till he let out a meow of protest. Tonight neither seemed fitting for the panic bouncing around in her chest. This nightmare was just like the others, but with a final blow that left her breathless. Shock would find herself wondering in some old house looking for her brothers only to find them with Oogie. Next thing she would know it was just her and Oogie, him being very upset with some failure of hers or the other. “How about a game?” He’d ask with a devilish grin. Oogie’s games were never the fun kind and they’d usually ended in bruises. Finally, when she’d lose the game Oogie would tell her he killed Barrel to get to Fableton. 

It was the final blow that left Shock in tears and hollow inside. Worse than anything it filled her with doubt about her brother. What if for once Oogie told the truth? Sally was just down the hall she told herself, Luci was awake and already kneading Shock’s side with his paws, but neither made her feel truly safe. Without really thinking she reached for her phone and typed out a text to Jack, Twizz. 

Shock: You up? I’m coming over if that’s cool.

She didn’t wait for a reply, she gave Luci a pat and some treats before putting on some shoes and grabbing her monster of purse. When she made it over to Annie’s she was still in her pajamas which consisted of a black tank top and boxers that had zombies dancing on them. For a second she thought about knocking, but she really didn’t want to wake Annie up as well.

Shock: Here

Shock shoved her phone back in her bag and started to wait for the door to open. She was mid pace when she heard something.

@jack-osborne

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jackbeimpish‌:

He nodded like that was fair enough. He wasn’t bothered by losing the money since money didn’t really mean anything to him. “We’re both in a tree, so it can’t be that weird. Isn’t two like a pattern or something?” He was making things up. He had no idea if that was true or not. It sounded true though, and that was usually good enough for Jack.

“I had hid some candy up here and needed a sugar recharge.” Shock explained as if it was a normal thing have candy caches about the town. “Want anything?” She asked as she offered over the zip-lock. “I guess there are weirder things.”

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abandonedxangel‌:

“We’re still planning on carrying it out after the semester right?  That way I can have more time to make sure it happens,” she reminded, a big yawn following as she blinked her eyes open some more.  “You have ins with professors?  Which ones?”

“That’s probably smartest, focus on actually passing our classes. Biology is horrifyingly boring.” Shock rolled her eyes out of habit. Biology had started a eye roll reflex with her at this point. “Well Arthur is being a butt and avoiding me at the moment, probably his time of the month. Then there’s ol’ pie face and the quiet one, now his lectures must be interesting.”