626 Ways to End Your Day

[Jack Skellington]

The spinning would cease, allowing the duo to fall into a soft blanket of glistening whiteness, something never before experienced by the two of them.

"What..."

He reached down, taking a handfull of snow, raising it several inches from his face, looking at it as it was so pure, so cold, so everything he had only seen in his dreams.

"... is... this?"

The skeletal being rose, standing and towering above the alien, who was still clinging to his coat tails, but soon released them when he acknowledged they were somewhere that did not spin, how the little one detested spinning right now.

"Why, this would not have been possible without..."

He turned to face the creature, a sincere smile formulating across his face, one of mystery and gratitude.

"... you, and your gracious recklessness!"

[Stitch]

This was too much for the little guy, it was bad enough being in one world you lacked knowledge of, but now two? He would have gone insane, if he wasn't already there, but that was something else for another time and debate. Right now, the tall one was thanking him, which seemed odd and contradicted his internal programming.

"Ohannnna?"

This word was Haiwaiian and meant 'family', or 'as one', but to him it was the one thing he had learned from Lilo, and this made him lower his ears for a moment, but it was in those same instances that the black-clad individual saw this and decided to make the most of the once diabolical furrball's recklessness, turning it into possible friendship.

[Jack Skellington]

The word 'Ohana' confused him, but he overlooked that and kneeled down to where he was as close to equal eye level with the smaller creature, now talking to him in a friendly tone.

"I believe the two of us started off on the wrong foot, wouldn't you say? I'm Jack Skellington, the proctor of fear, the executive of evil, the Pumpkin King!"

With that, the part of his introduction was done, but all that remained was the creature to give some sort of alias, then for the two of them to figure out a way of finding their way back to Halloween Town.

[Stitch]

The skeleton had given himself a name, finally, so now this would be registered and his super-computer brain would never allow him to forget this, or so he hoped. However, something inside of his head informed him this was the moment he would respond back in kind, but instead of giving his serial number would present to Jack the name Lilo had given him back on Earth.

"S-s-stiiiiitch."

He struggled to say it, as there had never been a moment to really use it for himself, only to listen for it and respond accordingly. However, in due time, mostly to his superior intelligence, the fuzzball would speak it without flaw, as he could with any language if enough time and programming was put into it.

"My name... Stiiiiitch."

There, introductions complete.

[Jack Skellington]

"Well then, Stitch! How about us finding a way back to Halloween Town?"

Though, asking that was one thing, getting the blue one to agree was another, but the problem was actually carrying through with that plan. But, in the meantime, regardless of Stitch's response, the heavenly sight before him was too much, and deep inside, despite his fiendish-looking exterior, came the urge to sing and dance.

"... This place... where is it?"

He took a few steps forward, stopping when he spotted a tree containing multiple colored decorations, taking one in his hands, curling and stroking it with his boney fingers, a child-like fascination overcoming his face.

"What's this?"

Glancing towards his left, he spotted another Christmas tree, dashing towards it, to investigate up close and personal. Suddenly, to the amusement of Stitch, a song followed suit.

"What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere!
What's this?
There's white things in the air!
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes,
I must be dreaming!
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair!
What's this?"

[Stitch]

The introductions were complete, but there was much more to this Jack Skellington than meets the eye, besides lacking flesh, but it came the moment he was filled with the spirit of song and dance.

"Ikki-tikki!"

It caused a wide fanged grin to form across his face, as music was one thing he absolutely loved, and so naturally he lunged forward to follow Jack like a puppy would a small child. The moment Jack released an ornament, the blue creature would snatch and devour it, taking a moment to crush and chew it with his teeth, then swallowing it.

"Wiggy-tiggy! Ahhhhh ha ha ha ha!"

The spirit of Christmas had never tasted so good, and the tasting was only just beginning, as Jack continued prancing around.

[Jack Skellington]

"What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong.
What's this?
There's people singing songs!"

The skeleton jumped around, picking up each and every thing he could, which would probably wind up being in the stomach of Stitch by the time of the song's end.

"What's this?
The streets are lined with
Little creatures laughing.
Everybody seems so happy!
Have I possibly gone daffy?
What is this?
What's this?"

Now caught up in the spirit, the skeleton lunged back and grabbed the fiesty blue one, placing him on his shoulders as he proceeded to slide and glide across Christmas Town, the creature smiling and ears flapping like flags on a flag pole.

"There's children throwing snowballs,
Instead of throwing heads!
They're busy building toys,
And absolutely no one's dead!"

Each rooftop, covered in snow, provided the perfect conditions for moving gracefully, and with style across them. It also gave into the space alien's love for speed and excitement, and this was definitely giving him both, but while this occured the small one would be reaching out and grabbing Christmas ornaments and lights, stuffing them down his throat eagerly.

"There's frost on every window.
Oh, I can't believe my eyes!
And in my bones I feel the warmth,
That's coming from inside!"

[Stitch]

The sound of laughter collaborated well with Jack's singing, but after a few stanzas, the alien leaped from it's holder's shoulders and landed on a rooftop, grinning, which soon faded as he found it difficult to stand on snow and ice.

"Whaaa whawhawhawha~!"

He desperately swung at everything he could, attempting to grab something so as not to fall off the roof, despite being indestructable it was not a good thing to fall off a roof, if at all possible to not do so.

"Nagga tockiiiiie!"

He grabbed a line of Christmas lights, but his weight betrayed him as he skidded down the remainder of the roof, slamming into a pile of snow on his backside, fingers clutching the wires like a python to a rabbit, but this 'rabbit' came crashing down in streams of multiple colors and annoying fabric.

"Wikki yakka! WIKKI YAKKA, YAKKA!"

He moved around like a kitten with a ball of yarn, eventually all his movements and attempts earning him entanglement. However, in due time he would escape, once more resuming his eating of various delicacies while Jack continued to sing, this was just a mere setback to Experiment #626.

[Jack Skellington]

With Stitch gone, it allowed his limbs more movement, and instantly became balancer, like a tight-rope walker would use a balancing beam, he would use his arms during gliding across the slick ice and snow rooftops.

"Oh, look!
What's this?"

Something caught his interest, and with that he leaped off the roof, performing a front flip as he landed in front of a small collection of cottages, but to better see inside he had to move his hand in a circular motion to look through the fogged glass.

"They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss!
Why that looks so unique, inspired!
They're gathering around to hear a story,
Roasting chestnuts on a fire.
What's this?"

Now, he moved across to the house next door, repeating the same thing as he did to pierce through the cold-crafted fog. Inside, another wonderous surprise for him to bear witness to.

"What's this?
In here they've got a little tree, how queer!
And who would ever think,
And why?"

Now, he watched as they began to decorate a familiar object, that which he saw moments ago when first arriving here with Stitch. How fascinating!

"They're covering it with tiny little things!
They've got electric lights on strings,
And there's a smile on everyone!
So, now, correct me if I'm wrong,
This looks like fun!
This looks like fun!
Oh, could it be I got my wish?
What's this?"

Moving along to the next house, the third in a row of cottages, and as the old saying says: third time's the charm, or so he wanted to believe.

"Oh my, what now?
The children are asleep,
But look, there's nothing underneath!
No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them,
Oh ensnare them, only little cozy things!
Secure inside their dreamland.
What's this?"

He watched, still ignorant as to the celebrational routines occuring before, and all around him. However, like a child with a firearm, it was so difficult to take his focus away from it.

"The monsters are all missing,
And the nightmares can't be found!
And in their place there seems to be
Good feeling all around!"

[Stitch]

The lights would not last long, not when a hungry monster was around, and as his tummy was indicating, he would bite into the wire, then proceeding to slurp them up like one would a dish of delicious pasta. With that done in a few moments, it left the mischievious child free to roam around and do as he liked, which became to make his way towards the giant Christmas tree in the center of town.

"Oooooooooo~!"

That was all he could say, it was universal. The tree was huge, it was unlike anything he had ever seen, on Earth, in space, or anywhere, and so it was only natural his curiousity kicked in and he ran towards it like a cat would a mouse. However, this so-called cat was equipped to handle the dangers of curiousity, so killing him would be a nearly impossible task.

"Fuzzy wood! Fuuuuuzzzzzy wood!"

[Jack Skellington]

"Instead of screams, I swear
I can hear music in the air!
The smell of cakes and pies
Are absolutely everywhere."

Having taken more than enough time, the Pumpkin King proceeded to move along, having spied into those three households long enough, and now it was back into the middle of town for the grand finale.

"The sights, the sounds!
They're eveywhere and all around!
I've never felt so good before,
This empty place inside of me is filling up,
I simply cannot get enough!"

Everything in the town was so grandly lit up, and it made him feel alive, like nothing he had ever experience, at least not for a long time, in Halloween Town. However, the burning passion of song was seeking an ending, a justifable conclusion to his musical quest.

"I want it, oh, I want it!
Oh, I want it for my own!
I've got to know,
I've got to know,
What is this place that I have found?"

This is where the ending would come, but not before turning and spotting what Stitch had minutes ago: a gigantic Christmas tree, it took the air right out of him, or at least as much air as could come out of a lungless skeleton. It was magnificent-looking.

"WHAT. IS. THIS?!"

Now that the song had come to an end, there was time to take in the enormous lumber standing erect before him, sparkling and glowing with the radiance of colors and electricity, this was a Wonder of the World, it had to be.

"How truly enlightening! You've found the grandest spectacle of them all, Stitch! This! THIS is what Halloween Town needs!"