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Lots more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/jacko_paki.html

Character Dimensions, in Inches, including arms: 5.5 x 3 x 3

It was impossible for Paki to decide what was the more frightening experience of the last several days. Being yanked from his Mother vine where he'd happily lazed the summer months? Being tossed into a pile of brightly orange coloured companions, stuck amongst his peers, soaking up the confusion and curiosity about what was happening? It could have been the moment he felt small human hands, a bit sticky and smelling of cotton candy grab him by his stem and drag him from the pile where he thumped to the hay strewn ground, his seeds rattling queasily from the impact. It was then Paki discovered he suffered from motion sickness and much preferred a nice still field or pile of pumpkins to being carried and jostled and bundled away to some unknown location by sticky hands and shrill human voices.
It had ALL been terrifying, despite assurance from fellow pumpkins that this was the way things went...he'd been afraid. It wasn't like any one had come along and explained to them all about October, no one had sat down in his patch and detailed out what he was supposed to do and how it would happen and where he would go. It seemed to be just assumed...that he'd know.....as if he was supposed to inherit the understanding through his leaves or something..... He blamed it on his Mother vine, she must have been too busy dealing with growing him, soaking up sunshine, shielding him from wind and rain to remember to impart that bit of knowledge about his future to him...
Now of course, from a much calmer frame of mind, one emptied of the seeds that had jiggled and tickled his insides making him feel woozy when the humans moved him about, he could see that the events that had led him to this moment were but tiny little shivers.
Little specks of nervousness and un-knowing.....fragments of fear and nothing more. Even the moment when his eyes had been opened, carved from his shell, and a fire lit inside him so that he glowed with cozy warmth and could see, REALLY SEE the world beyond him, not just with his blind senses, hadn't been all that terrifying...not compared to this...this moment....the one unfolding before him.
It made no sense, a bizarre spectacle of creepy humans and monsters alike were traipsing past the window where he'd been perched. They cackled and giggled wildly, voices crackling through the night air. Pale faces and blood red lips, jagged teeth and pointed ears. Hairy beasts like no animal he'd ever heard tell of, glittering things and shiny weapons, they swept past leaving a wake of surprisingly sweet scent for such foul beings. Paki even saw alien green creatures that seemed to have swallowed smaller humans, their little feet all that was left of them, squirming beneath the great hulking form that was devouring them whole from the head down....They walked, they ran, they squealed with laughter like screams and still the green creature held on....
He couldn't watch...the scene so horrific he tried to close his eyes, to turn away, to wipe the half smile he never chose to wear from his shell, but he had no control...as wonderful as his new eyes were, the jagged mouth, they remained still, at most he could manage a grimace but closing his eyes, escaping to the warm flame inside was not an option. He had no eyelids, no way to block out the horror of what was happening beyond his window sill...
This was it? This was why he was taken from his pretty little pumpkin field where the earth was soft and moist, where the air smelled green and the scariest thing to have happen was a bold mouse nibbling on your shell?
To be forced to witness this disturbing event, the world being overrun by monsters and creatures....
Frustrated, Paki tried once more to move, the effort exhausting but finally, through some miracle of fate or sheer will power he managed to drag the bits of vine that still clung to him, no longer fresh and green but now withered and twisted and toughened and dry. They crackled and twisted as he pulled them close, seeming to elongate as the little pumpkin shell shivered with the effort it took.
Paki drew one clump of twisted, hand like vines in front of his face, in front of his eyes blotting out the terrifying scene in the street, of monsters eating children and chasing others with big sacks for carrying them away in....Paki shivered again and wondered when it would end....Hardly noticing the effort it took to move was becoming less, his vines more fluid, he didn't notice the sparkling clean scent of ozone in the air, how the flame inside him flared brighter, hotter, redder than any earthly fire. He didn't feel the light touch of magic he'd tapped into, such was his fear and relief...
It took a while, as he recovered from the fright, to notice the sounds....lovely sweet, musical sounds. The laughter from the street, the squeals that sounded full of humor and fun and not at all scary drifted to his windowsill. It was the sound of happy. Paki knew happy, he recognized it and wondered....
How could it be? Was it the monsters? Happy to be gobbling up humans and filling their bellies? He listened again....surely no foul creature of the night would sound so...innocent and sweet?
It just didn't sound like monsters....
Paki spread apart the veil of vines in front of one jewel red eye, peering between, ready to snap them shut at any moment....he looked. Really looked, pushing the tidal wave of fear that threatened to wash over him to the side, holding it at bay as he absorbed what he was really seeing....
Realization slid across his worried mind, soothing the lingering shadows of doubt. It was happy sounds, happy humans, doing silly human things that was still puzzling for Paki....made no sense....but, as he peeked through the vines, the half smile carved into his pumpkin shell now a genuine expression, he could see beyond the creatures to the humans. Giggling, skipping, running and playing, dipping hands into sacks and pails and stuffing things into their mouths, the humans of every sort were pretending to be monsters and....having fun doing it!
And, more bizarre than all of that, they wanted him, Paki, a country pumpkin to witness it all.....

Lots more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:
http://alittlecharacter.com/jacko_paki.html

Character Dimensions, in Inches, including arms: 5.5 x 3 x 3

Jack O'Lantern Halloween Decoration, Paki the Pumpkin Witnessing Halloween Night


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