Teatime in Halloweentown Pt 2"Now then, we have the decorations all up, the tea is almost done brewing, the pastries are ready, we just need our esteemed guests and we can all share the most spooktacular tea party they've ever seen!"Teatime in Halloweentown Pt 2
His voice is filled with the boundless enthusiasm of a determined dreamer, ringing out stronger and more dramatically than his skeletal frame would ever suggest. And though his eyes are empty sockets, they still somehow express as much curiosity and wonder at new things as any human's. Jack Skellington, Halloweentown's most adventurous and notoriously ambitious resident, loves a new challenge like few else in the immediate Disne
Teatime in Halloweentown Pt 1At the gate to the portal to Halloween Town, things are, as they normally are, still and quiet. It is this border to the lands of the Holidays that, though it never expressly opens it's door to outsiders, still welcomes one and all to experience the frights and chills of October 31st to any who open it and muster the courage to walk through. These monsters, though macabre, are not malicious, though their understanding of traditions and pastimes outside of their own favored holiday is... well, skewed.Teatime in Halloweentown Pt 1
It's with this in mind that Disneyland's resident tea monger, the March Hare (thought known to his friends as "Ears"), gives his tw
The Sad TruthIt was lunchtime the day Disney bought Marvel Entertainment. Cruella DeVille had already given a number of poor Disneyland staff members who hadn't a thing to do with it a hard time, starting with Troy at the front desk, continuing with Lizzi and Brooke in inventory (who was counting the bags of dust product for the Haunted Mansion), then Erin in Entertainment (who was desperately trying to salvage a script for a new street show), then Leanne in Wardrobe (who was looking for a replacement for Clarabelle's missing cowbell... and wound up hitting Cruella with it "by accident"). So finally, she turns to the ears she thinks would sympathize. HerThe Sad Truth
Cruella MarVille?8 AM, Disneyland Characters Headquarters. Front Desk. Troy Martell is opening up and getting ready for another day of controlled insanity working with the most volatile group of employees in existence... movie stars being made to work in a theme park.Cruella MarVille?
"Mornin' Troy," says a small-ish, green, vaguely apple-shaped figure with spindly arms and legs.
"Oh, hey Mike. You're here early, the Pray Parade doesn't have weekly rehearsals until a couple hours from now."
"Oh, yeah, Roz just wants us to have our accident release forms filled out. Last time I left Sully in charge of that. You remember how that turned ou
| A bizarro fanfic writer who's here for the pretty pictures and hopefully will actually get his ideas for fanfics made into something, y'know, readable... |
Day- oh, heck with it!
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Oh what a world. Who could live in such a world not me that's for sure lol. <_< Don't take me seriously please.
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