Mavin Before Christmas

Michael stood at the tower, looking down upon Halloween town. He saw Gavin stride up toward him, smiling as Gavin did so. Gavin is the Pumpkin King, the one who keeps Halloweentown scary for us all. Gavins dog, Zero, came floating behind him, holding one of Gavins ribs in his mouth.

Michael turned from the window and examined his creator, Ryan. He was sound asleep. Michael ran down the steps and stopped, almost hiding behind the door frame. He felt embarrassed. There was Gavin, The Pumpkin King, and he was just regular Michael. He looked down at his rag doll, patchy clothing and his body's stitches that were falling out.

"Aye, Micool, you missed it," he referred to the Halloween celebration earlier that evening.

"I was watching." Michael whispered, shy.

"Well, I'm sorry you couldn't make it."

"Bye, Gavin."

"Good bye, Micool."

Michael stood watching him leave. He grabbed his rib from Zero, and threw it.

With a sigh, Michael turned away and slowly dragged himself up the stairway.