This is when you're six years old
Jack Skellington
Jack was reading a book with Zero in his lap when he heard screaming coming from your room. "Oh dear...I'd better go check on Y/N. Stay here Zero." Jack said as he walked up the stairs to your room. He got to your room and gently tapped on the door. "Y/N? You okay...?" Jack asked gently.
No response. Jack opened your door and saw you sitting up in bed, sweating, your knees brought up to your chest, and your cheeks streaked with tears. Jack sat down on the side of your bed and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You pressed your face against his chest, clenching your fists in fear. "Shhhhh....It's okay, my little Pumpkin Prince/Princess....What happened...?" Jack asked while comforting you.
"I-I-I..." You couldn't get the words out. Jack tilted your chin up so you two looked at each other. It hurt him to see you scared, which was strange since he enjoyed scaring people. But that's different. This was his own little boy/girl scared.
You then started to breathe normally as you told Jack about your nightmare. It had started out as any other good dream, with Jack dressed up as Santa, you in his lap, riding in a flying coffin led by skeleton reindeer on a foggy night, with Zero lighting the way with his nose. Suddenly, You both heard loud noises from below. You flinched as a blast from a cannon came dangerously close to the sleigh. "They're celebrating, Y/N! They're thanking us for doing a great job!" Jack said with a gleam and a twinkle in his eye.
Then, a shot actually blew a reindeer's skull clean off. "D-Dad, I don't think this is good..." You said over the cannon fire. "Don't worry, Y/N." Jack said calmly. "It'll be okay! Head higher, Zero!"
As the sleigh climbed higher into the clouds, you then saw a bright flash of light and felt an explosion. In a matter of seconds, Jack was falling with the remains of the sleigh, clutching you tightly. And as you fell, you and Jack yelled into the heavens, "MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiggggght....." and then the nightmare ended with a faint crash. Jack took a while to process this, and then he realized you were dreaming about the whole Christmas incident. He then hugged you for a while, tucked you into bed, kissed you goodnight, and left the room with a lot on his mind.
Edward Scissorhands
Edward went into your room to check on you like he did every night. He usually found you sleeping soundly, but tonight was different. Edward found you tossing and turning in bed, hyperventilating. Realizing what was happening, Edward gently shook you awake. "Hey...Y/N, wake up, Snowflake..." When you were fully out of the dream, you wrapped your arms around his neck and wouldn't let go until you got your breath back.
"Nightmare?" Edward asked. "Yeah..." You said, letting your head hit the pillow. "What happened, Snowflake?" Edward said gently, sitting on your bed. You then proceeded to tell him about your dream. You were ice skating on a frozen pond with Edward, when the ice suddenly gave out beneath you, and Edward couldn't catch you in time. To make matters worse, the hole re-froze after you fell, so Edward was forced to watch as his little boy/girl slowly perished.
Edward felt as if his heart had shattered like ice on the ground. "It-It was horrible, Daddy...." You said sullenly. Edward laid down next to you, staring into your shining E/C eyes. "Listen to me, Y/N. The bad dream is over. You know I would never let that happen to you...right?" You nod. "That's right...now I want you to get some rest, okay?" "Okay Daddy..."
Beetlejuice
No sooner had you let out the scream that jolted you from your nightmare than Beetlejuice burst into your room. "You all right, Bucko/Toots?" He asked worriedly. "Yeah...I'm fine Papa. Just had a bad dream." You said. "Hey, it's ok. Wanna talk about it?" Beetlejuice asked, sitting on the edge of your bed. You shook your head no.
"It's all right. You don't have to, Y/N." Beetlejuice said, tousling up your hair. "Now why don't we get a midnight snack to take your mind off it?" "Okay, Papa!" You say, jumping out of bed.
Sweeney Todd
Sweeney was just getting ready to go to bed when he heard a sharp gasp. He rushed up the stairs to your bedroom. "Y/N? You all right, Son/Dear?" Sweeney asked, knocking on your bedroom door. There was silence for a moment, then he heard a voice scream, "FATHER, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" Sweeney was shocked for a moment, then left to go to bed. The next morning, you were sitting at the bottom of the stairs slumped over with dark circles under your drooping E/C eyes.
Sweeney took a seat next to you and put his arm around your shoulders. Well, he tried to, but then you did something you never did when he tried to comfort you. You flinched. Sweeney looked hurt for a bit, but he brushed it off. "You're acting really troubled, Y/N....what's the matter?" He asked softly. You didn't say anything.
This went on for weeks before your father finally spoke up. "Y/N, I can't do anything to help if you don't tell me what's been bothering you." Still, you refused to talk. Sweeney gently took hold of your shoulders and bent down until you two were at eye level. He was practically glaring at you. "Y/N Todd, tell me what's going on right now young man/lady. I'm not going to tolerate this."
You stared at him for a while, and then your E/C eyes started brimming with tears that spilled down your cheeks in rivers. "IT WAS A STUPID NIGHTMARE ABOUT YOU, FATHER!" You yelled before burying your face in his shirt. "Y-You killed someone...cut their throat open with a razor...." Sweeney's eyes widened with fear at those words. He knew you would find out eventually, but not so soon. He wrapped his arms around your trembling body.
"Y/N, my Son/Dear, it's time you knew the truth about me..." Sweeney whispered. He then led you to the barber shop area of the house you were forbidden to enter. He then sat you down in the barber's chair and told you the tale of how he'd ceased to be Benjamin Barker, and was reborn as Sweeney Todd.

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Tim Burton Character Parent Scenarios
FanfictionThe stories of how your favorite characters from the Tim Burton universe made you a part of their lives! Will you choose curious Jack Skellington, gentle Edward Scissorhands, wisecracking Beetlejuice, or menacing Sweeney Todd?