Happy Halloween, everyone!

I just decided to randomly write a story to celebrate...

This chapter is a songfic for "This is Halloween" from The Nightmare Before Christmas, one of my favorite movies.

A/N: I went back and re-wrote it all in present tense. Why? BECAUSE I COULD. I'm impulsive, get used to it. This was originally supposed to be a oneshot... I suppose it could be one, but I kinda got carried away... heh heh heh... oops... -.-'


DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia, the characters, the concept of Halloween, Nightmare Before Christmas, or the song "This is Halloween" which was written by Danny Elfman.

Boys and girls of every age,

Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Canada walks down the road, shivering slightly. Why does America like this holiday so much? It's just so creepy…

Come with us and you will see,
This our town of Halloween~

Pumpkins with faces carved in them, emitting a strange glow from within, sit on almost every porch. Many of the porches are decorated with fake spider webs, fake blood, and pretend crime scenes, among other things.

This is Halloween, This is Halloween!

Canada shudders once more as he passes a particularly gruesome house. This one has a fake graveyard, complete with tombstones bearing creepy epitaphs and a fake corpse hanging from one tree, a noose around its neck.

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night!

As he walks past the sidewalk leading to the front door, a high-pitched cackle rang out. He jumps before realizing the screech was only a motion-activated decoration.

This is Halloween! Ev'rybody make a scene!
Trick-or-Treat 'til the neighbor's gonna die of fright!
It's our town! Everybody scream
In this town of Halloween…

Canada picks up his pace. Where is America's house? Will he even recognize it, festooned as it would be in Halloween décor?

I am the one hiding under your bed,
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red!

I am the one hiding under your stairs,
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair!

Why can't he stop thinking about those stories of monsters France and England used to tell him when he was a child? They aren't helping to calm him down!

This is Halloween, This is Halloween!
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween!

Canada swallows nervously, trying desperately not to panic.

In this town we call home,
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song!

In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise!

Trying to find a less frightening neighborhood, Canada hurriedly turns the corner.

'Round that corner, man,
Hiding in the trash can,
Something's waiting now to pounce,
And how you'll SCREAM!

As he rounds the corner, Canada comes face-to-face with an adult wearing a Jason costume from the Friday the Thirteenth movies. Complete with hockey mask and machete.

Canada gives a small shriek of fear as he races off, leaving a very confused man. The mystery man removes his mask, revealing himself as America.

This is Halloween! Red and black and slimy green!
Aren't you scared?

America stares after Canada, the rusty gears in his head slowly turning. That explained why his normally punctual brother is late… the poor boy had been spooked by all the decorations. He totally should've expected that, maybe walked him over. What a stupid mistake. He can't be a hero if he keeps making mistakes like that!

Well, that's just fine!
Say it once, say it twice!
Take a chance and roll the dice!
Ride with the moon in the dead of night!

Canada runs as fast as his poor legs can carry him to the area he vaguely remembers America's house being in. He yelps, startled by another motion-activated scream sound effect.

Everybody scream! Everybody SCREAM!
In our town of Halloween…

I am the clown with the tear-away face,
Here in a flash and gone without a trace!

Canada shrieks slightly as a clown appears on someone's garage door, rips off its face, and promptly vanishes in a puff of smoke.

This is why he hates Halloween!

Somewhere behind him, he could've sworn he heard leaves crunching. He jumps, startled.

I am the "who" when you call "who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair!

"Who's there?" he calls tentatively. A sudden gust of wind ruffling his hair is the only response he recieves.

Looking up, he gazes at the moon. It's the night of the full moon, the silvery orb hanging in the sky and managing to be creepy and beautiful at the same time.

I am the shadow on the moon at night,
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright!

He shudders slightly and continues walking, somewhat calmer now.

This is Halloween, This is Halloween!
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween!

Canada still doesn't like Halloween, but now he can seek some solace in the moon, at least.

In this town we call home,
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song!

Tender lumplings everywhere,
Life's no fun without a good scare!

That's our job, but we're not mean,
In this town of Halloween…

Canada smiles as children wearing "cute-ified" monster costumes race past him, laughing. Maybe it isn't so bad after all…

In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise!

He finally arrives at America's house, sighing in relief. He didn't get completely, totally, and hopelessly lost.

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back and
Scream like a banshee, make you jump out of your skin!

Suddenly, something grabs his shoulders from behind.

"BOO!" a familiar voice shouts.

Canada yelps, wriggling away from whoever it is. He whips around, finding himself face-to-face with the guy dressed like Jason once again.

This is Halloween, everybody scream!
Won't ya please make way for a very special guy?

This time, America pulls off his mask before Canada gets TOO spooked and runs off again. He smirks at the surprised and frightened expression on Canada's delicate facial features. It's almost cute enough to make him feel bad for scaring him.


"Happy Halloween, Mattie!" he cries, pulling the Canadian in for a one-armed hug.

Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the pumpkin king now!
This is Halloween, This is Halloween!
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween, Halloween!

Canada gives his brother a shaky smile. He knew America was going to dress up as a character from one of his country's popular horror movies series, so he should have expected a Jason costume.

He shoves his glasses back up his nose nervously. "S-so, what are we gonna do?" he asks, trying to hide his fear.

"I was thinking we could watch Nightmare Before Christmas, since it's technically a Halloween movie and all, and just hand out candy to trick-or-treaters." America replies. Nightmare Before Christmas isn't too scary of a movie. America is sure even a very jittery Canada can handle that particular movie.

In this town we call home,
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song.

Canada smiles up at his brother. "That sounds like a great idea, Alfred."

La la la lala la la la lala la la la lala la lala la, whee!

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