The 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?
"Now don't worry, Y/N. Getting a shot isn't so bad!" Jack said, trying to lift your spirits as you two walked to the doctor's office. "Think of it as....just a poke, and then it's done!" The corners of your mouth lifted in a slight smile. "Ok, Dad." Time seemed like a blur as the majority of your checkup was done. Finally, the moment you dreaded came.
"D-Dad...?" you whispered, starting to get a bit nervous. Jack seemed to read your mind, and gently grasped your hand in his. "Just remember that the key to it hurting less is keeping your eyes on me, Prince/Princess." Jack reassured you. You nodded. "S-Start talking to me." you blurted out as you felt a cotton ball against your upper arm. Jack lifted a bone brow.
"What do you want me to say, Y/N?" he asked. You shrugged with your other arm. "I don't know, anyth-SWEET MERCIFUL CHRIST ON A STICK THAT HURT!!!"
Edward Scissorhands
Edward looked down at you as you both sat in the waiting room. This was the day you always dreaded. Your hatred of needles made this whole moment worse. "D-Daddy..." you mumbled. Edward locked his deep brown eyes onto your E/C ones. "Don't worry, Snowflake." he said, smiling encouragingly.
You tensed up as you heard the nurse call your name. "Don't be afraid, Snowflake. I'm right behind you." Edward said softly. "It's a good thing needles are smaller than they were when I was your age, Y/N." the nurse said. That made you feel somewhat better. I mean, it could've been worse. In what seemed like no time at all, it was time for the shot.
Edward saw the slight fear in your eyes, and gave you a loving smile. "Don't look back at the needle, Y/N." he whispered. "Just keep your eyes on me." You did as he said. You felt the slight pain in your arm as the needle went in, and then it was over. You realized you had been biting your bottom lip and squeezing your eyes shut the whole time.
You opened them, and saw your father smiling at you. "You were so brave, Y/N."
Beetlejuice
"I don't see why I have to do this, Papa." you grumbled as you sat in the doctor's office. "I'm already dead." Beetlejuice looked back at you, having had to endure this conversation the whole car ride to the clinic. "I told ya, Bucko/Toots. Even though you're dead, you still have to get your shots every year." Finally you sighed. "Fine, fine."
When the doctor brought out the needle, you did the tough guy/gal thing, and looked at it. Since you were numb to physical pain, you didn't feel a thing.
Sweeney Todd
"Father, I don't wanna do this!" you whimpered as you sat down in the doctor's office. Sweeney laid a hand on your shoulder. "You can do this, Son/Dear. You're strong." Sweeney whispered. You nodded your head slightly, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down. You lowered your head a bit and looked away from the needle as it went into your arm, gazing into your father's ash brown eyes. "Hanging in there all right, Y/N?" he asked.
You responded with this.
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