Rest (Ghost Au)

Chapter 22

WARNING!! Mentions of Kidnapping

"Hi Eret!" Tubbo greeted as he spotted the psychic down the hill that their mansion was on—"And Fundy?" he added when he saw the orange haired male behind Eret.

"Yo! I decided to tag along to this little ritual of your's," Fundy smirked. "Never watched one before, so I thought why not."

"Okay then," Tubbo said. "The house is this way," he began leading the two. "Tommy's already there, telling the ghosts that we're on our way."

The trip was a quick and uneventful one—well, it was. "What the hell?" Fundy exclaimed. "The ghosts lived in this forest?"

"Uhh, yeah," Tubbo said as he pulled the map from his pocket. "Why?"

Fundy gave a nervous chuckle, shaking his head as he whispered something along the lines of 'there is no fucking way.'

Fundy's eyes widen when he spotted the house. "No way," he said before bursting through the front door.

The scene that greeted him was an odd one. Tommy was half hanging off the stair railing, yelling profanities at three ghosts.

"Tommy, you fool!"

"Gottem."

Though the scene probably needed more context, Fundy couldn't help but not care as he stared at the floating figure wearing a familiar yellow sweater and a beanie. "W—Wilbur?"

Wilbur looked over to the door, "Uhh, hi?"

"How—what the fuck?" Fundy exclaimed, running a hand through his hair.

"Mind explaining, Fundy?" Eret said from behind the orange haired male.

"I—how are you a ghost?" Fundy asked. 

"I died?" 

"I know that! How?" Fundy asked. He watched as Wilbur's face shifted into confusion. "Do you even remember me?" He asked.

"I—" the ghost shook his head.

Fundy then took a deep breath. "My name's Fundy. Ring any bells?"

Wilbur stared at the younger boy, his mind trying it's best to recall the name.

"Thanks for helping me."

"No problem, my name's Wilbur."

"Fundy."

"Come on WIlbur, I've shown all my friends Treasure Planet. You have to see it too!"

"Can I go with you to see Sally?"

"I don't see why not. Come on, she should be at the lake."

"Pretty sure I saw people go wandering around."

"I'm gonna patrol around the area then. See if there's people who got lost again."

"You're...you're the kid who nearly got kidnapped for uhh, being a psychic, yeah?" Wilbur asked.

"Yes!"

"Alright, what the fuck is happening?" Tommy asked.

"I was a friend of Wilbur's when he was alive," Fundy said. 

"I think I met him when I saw a couple of guys ganging up on him, trying to get him to go in a van?" Wilbur said.

"Oh, so you're the Wilbur Fundy was talking about," Eret said. "Thank you. Thank you for helping him."

Wilbur nodded, "I remember hanging out with him quite a lot, but it stopped after that one time I told him I was gonna patrol the area for people who might have gotten lost."

"That—that was the last tim that I heard from you," Fundy said. "Fuck."

"Hey, hey," Wilbur lowered himself to be the same height as Fundy. "I guess me living was just never meant to be."