#muxrte

          [☥] — ❝Ahhh... the joyous Dia De Los Muertos. I can't wait to eat some sugar skulls... and some churros.❞

                ♠                ✥✦✥   ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                  ❤                   *       The Queen of the Dead honored he Halloween King with an exquisite gesture of her hand, which gently pressed to her chest. Her warm glowing eyes smiled, when she glanced at him. ❝ — That would be my pleasure! ❞, her mellifluous voice chanted.                                     Debonair and elegant, Muerte turned around smoothly to beckon his majesty to the one of main squares in a small mexican town. Certainly, the festivities also occured in the Land of the Remembered, but Muerte herself adored to visit the World of Alive. She treasured each moment spent on Earth with every silken string of her kind heart. ❝Oh, how I love to these places especially in such bright times,❞ she gasped reflectively, ❝No grief on the faces that light up with smiles every second… Want to know my favourite part?❞, she whispered to him softly, covering her mouth with her delicate palm, as if what she was going to say was her dearest secret, ❝It’s when children are allowed to play at the graves❞, her beautiful voice chuckled then, ❝How I love the music of their laughs!❞, he mindful gaze rushed into the side of few merry kids, that adorned the tombs with candies and puppets. Keeping both of her hands placed together in front of herself, in a dainty manner, Muerte then turned to Jack and inquired with mildness:              ❝ —— And what do you love the most about the All Hallows Eve?❞

 "You are too kind, my colourful freind."

   The eccentric skeleton straightened up to his full prodigious height in equal grace, despite the remarkable length of his spindly limbs. With wide strides of bony legs, Jack followed the other with building excitement equal to that of a child. Hollow eye sockets widened as he gazed around in awe.

   Halloween ideas immediately filled the wise Pumpkin King's skull as he took in the colours and the wonderfully unique decorations adorning every corner. "I simply must bring Zero and Sally here one day," he exclaimed in delight.

   Her gentle voice grounded the King from getting rather carried away with his thoughts. Leaning his thin frame to her ear level, he listened carefully---

   "Oooh, yes. I do agree. In Halloween Town the sight of the children and ghosts playing in the misty Pumpkin Patch near Halloween warms my bony heart!"

   Her question was a broad one-- for how could Jack pick just one thing he loved most about his beloved Holiday? He tapped long finger upon his skull pensively.

   "A wonderful question! I am terribly passionate about all things Halloween~ However, what I particularly enjoy are the pumpkins! Have you ever decorated one?"

   The towering skeleton allowed a stitched grin to spread across his skull as he lowered his lanky form into an elaborate bow that was a mixture of of gratitude and polite greeting.