The next day, many gamblers form a long line at my place. Jack had wanted to check up on me so he gasped when he saw the line.
"What's this?" Jack asked.
"Hey Bone Daddy!" A gambler replied, "We're going to take on the giant gambling king himself."
"OOGIE!!!" Jack screamed. I had just eaten my 56th gambler when Jack got up to my table and looked at me.
"What do you want, BoneBoy?" I asked, counting my $2 million dollars.
"I can't believe you are doing this! Give me one good reason why you are doing this!" Jack pointed at me.
"The doctor said that he'll give me the antidote if I gave him $15,000,000-" I started to say when Barrel joined in.
"And 25 cents." I glared at Barrel and he sat down on the floor, eating candy.
"Then why didn't you just say so? I'll help you get the money." Jack replied. I was shocked to hear Jack said that.
"Great! Follow me." I carried Jack and Barrel to a graveyard where I somehow teleported into a city known as New York.
"Here's the plan. Jack, you are a professional gambler who will take my place at a famous poker game. Barrel, you will be Jack's bodyguard. If you get a lot of money, return to me." I explained as I gave both Barrel and Jack some jazzy costumes. Then I got another idea.
"Oogie, not again!" Jack pleaded. But it was too late. I threw Jack and Barrel towards New York city. Jack screamed and Barrel just held on to Jack's leg and screamed.
"Look up at the sky!" Some people shouted.
"It's a bird!"
"It's a plane!"
"It's two skeletons!" I laughed and went back to Halloween Town. But when I got there, my house looked terrible. It had plungers all over it.
"Okay, who's the wise guy that messed up my house!?" I roared. I went inside my casino to see a boy wearing a devil costume trying to steal my money. He was laughing to himself.
"Heheheheh, this guy owns everything. Now that I pranked his house, I can steal this money." The boy said.
"Oh really?" I asked. The boy looked up at me, then fainted. When he woke up, he was hanging above a snake pit.
"AAAAHHHHH!" The boy screamed. I laughed at his misery.
"That's what you get when you prank my house..." I smiled.
"Please, I'm just an average trick-or-treater named Lock. I have so much to live for. I'll do anything!" Lock begged.
"Will you work for me for the rest of your afterlife?" I said. Lock nodded and I let him go.
"What is your wish, Mr. Oogie?" Lock asked.
"Go get me my lunch now." I waved to the door. Lock went out.
"Now where were we?" I asked, turning back to the long line of gamblers that challenges me.
To be continued...
