Lillith jerked her head in the direction of the gate when she heard the explosion. Plenty of monsters in Halloween Town -- her boyfriend's family included and doubled -- had a certain enjoyment for pyrotechnics, but Agatha was not particularly one of them. Whatever "funny" thing she had cooking, this was probably [i]not[/i] it.

As Lock let go to grab her hand and run toward the sound, she leaned down to scoop him up and place him onto her hip. She loved her little devil dearly, but those short little legs were definitely not going to be able to keep up with her. Especially once she kicked her vampiric speed into gear.

When they reached the square, it took the young countess only a moment to decide that joining the crowd of concerned monsters heading toward Jack's property would only put the two of them in the way. Instead, she swerved to join the other teens clustered at the fountain. 

"What's going on?" she demanded. "What happened?"

"We don't know yet," Agatha replied. Technically, that wasn't a lie; Barrel hadn't told her [i]what[/i] Shock was going to do, so the witch had no idea what specifically [i]had[/i] happened. 

She also didn't need to expand her observations of the event from any outside perspective, as the clattering racket hadn't stopped. The twins stared at the house as all manner of crashes, thumps, bangs, honks, and splats echoes down toward the onlookers.

Carver reached to grab his popcorn. There still wasn't a hatch in his chest. He had no popcorn. The orange creature began to vibrate as he could do nothing to properly acknowledge the entertainment and drama that was about to go down.