Tim Burton Character Parent Scenarios

You Go Insane

Jack Skellington

It was about 2:30 in the morning, and the entire house was quiet. However, Jack couldn't sleep. For the past three hours, the hysterical giggling hadn't ceased. Jack put an extra pillow over his head to block out the noise, but it didn't work. After a while, he dragged himself out of bed and walked to your room. Upon opening your door, Jack saw you under your blanket, curled up in a ball, your hands clutching your head, your eyes wide, and still laughing your butt off.

You froze up when your dad put a hand on your shoulder. "You all right there, Y/N?" he asked, a bit concerned. Still laughing, you grinned a bit too widely at Jack. "Just fine, Dad...Heheheh....J-Just f-f-f-fine...." you giggled slightly. After Jack left the room, he pressed the side of his skull to your door and waited for the laughing.....but it never came.  

Edward Scissorhands

It was a warm, lazy day, and you were sleeping on the couch, snuggled in Edward's arms. You woke up while your father was still asleep, and got up to go to your room for some time to yourself. You sat on the floor of your bedroom, reading a book. After a while, you looked up to see a beautiful woman with golden blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and wearing a snowy white dress. All was quiet. She looked at you, and you looked back at her.

All of a sudden, the woman spoke. "Y/N..." Your eyes widened as you realized who she was. "G...Grandma Kim....?" you whispered. Kim knelt down and gave you a hug. "You've grown so much..." she whispered while patting your head.

You two then talked for a while and got to know each other, when Edward unexpectedly walked in your room. Turning to him cheerfully, you smiled. "Oh, hi Daddy! Guess what? I met Grandma Kim!" Hearing that, Edward's eyes widened. "Y/N..." he said softly. You were surprised to see that he wasn't smiling.

"What's the matter, Daddy?" you asked, innocently. Edward stared deeply into your E/C eyes. "Don't lie to me...I've told you your whole life...Your grandmother died shortly after she left you with me." Your eyes filled with tears. "N-No...That's not true! She's right here!" you said before your face broke out in a wide, but shaky grin and started to giggle. "I...I can't believe you'd lie to me, Daddy...."

Edward grew concerned as he saw you bring your hands up to clutch your head and let out a long, shaky laugh. Edward was growing more and more nervous as he clutched your shoulders and lightly shook you. "Y/N, stop. Please....you're scaring me, Snowflake...." You were silent for a moment, then gently broke out of his grasp. A few moments of silence passed before you finally snapped out of it and broke down in tears. "W-What's wrong with me, Daddy?!" you sobbed.

 Edward knelt down and hugged you tightly before crying himself. "It's gonna be okay, Y/N....I promise...."

Beetlejuice

You came home from school with an empty look on your face. Your father quickly noticed that. "Hey, what's the matter, Bucko/Toots?" he asked, resting a hand on your shoulder. "Horrible....It was absolutely horrible....L-Living nightmare...C...Can't believe it happened..." was all you could say. You stayed in that state for a few days before Beetlejuice asked you what was troubling you.

"All that screaming....and crying...Wish it never happened...History class..." you said softly, clutching your head and giggling slightly. "All I hear are the screams..." The next day, Beetlejuice was in a meeting with your teachers. You sat next to your father, still in the same state you came home in. "All right, Sir/Ma'am, start talking!" Beetlejuice said to your history teacher. He/She looked at him, confused.

"What do you mean, Sir?" He/She asked. "What do I mean?! Look at my son/daughter! (S)he came home yesterday with some obvious sanity problems, scared out of her mind! What the hell did you do?!" Slowly putting the pieces together, your teacher explained that your class was watching a documentary about (Insert dark part of history) that day. "I didn't know it would have that effect on Y/N. I'm truly sorry." Beetlejuice understood. Patting you on the head, he hugged you.

"It'll be okay, Y/N. That moment in time will never happen again. I'm sure of it. Okay?" You nodded. "Okay, Papa..."

Sweeney Todd

"NO! LET ME GO! FATHER, HELP ME!" you screamed as you were thrown into a carriage going to the asylum. Sweeney was being held back by two people and repeatedly screaming your name. "Y/N! LET GO OF HIM/HER! IF (S)HE GOES, I GO!" Finally, Sweeney broke out of the people's grasp and jumped into the carriage just as it was being shut and locked, plunging the both of you into darkness. A few hours passed before the carriage came to a halt, and the back door opened. Sweeney never let go of you as you both were checked in, fitted for a straight jacket, and shoved into the cell you and your father would call home.

2 weeks later

"Father...." you mumbled from your corner of the cell, your head lowered. "Yes, my Son/Dear?" Sweeney whispered. "M...Make it stop...MAKE IT ALL STOP!!!!!" you screamed, the sudden movement of looking up toppling you onto your side. Your arms ached from being locked together in your straight jacket. Your head hurt from the impact with the floor. You lost all hope of getting out as you screamed and cried until your throat hurt.

Sweeney walked over and sat next to you, allowing you to slowly scoot forward until your head was resting in his lap. "Father..." you mumbled, tears staining your face. "Yes, Y/N...?" Sweeney mumbled. "We're never getting out of here, are we...?" you asked, locking your E/C eyes onto Sweeney's ashy grey ones. "I'd rather not think about that...." he said. "It's late, anyway...You should get some rest..."

You nodded and went back to your corner of the cell, where you cried yourself to sleep, lost in the laughs and tears of the London asylum. Before fully drifting off, Sweeney kissed you goodnight and whispered in your ear, "We all go a little mad sometimes...."