Once there was a citrouille king who a volé, étole christmas. this is after that story.
18 years later
"Sally?"came the voice in Maria's , their duaghter, room. "Yes dear?" came the voice from the kitchen. "Do toi know where my citrouille king outfit is?" Jack had been searching jour and night for that outfit since it was a week tell halloween. "I saw it with Maria." He went to the play room where she was watching a horor movie although she was 11. She was studying the outfit to make herself an outfit for Halloween since she only had the special one sally made out of the fabric that made Jack's regular outfit....
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