A Ghosts' Story

Chapter 13

It is currently 5 am for me and I can't sleep so, here we go!
-Again, not a cook, I just like to write about food.
—Question of the week! If you drink monsters, what's your favorite flavor? If not, what's your favorite drink? Mine are the lime, purple and red monsters, and apple juice for non monster drink.

Third Person POV
While tubbo slept in his room and Tommy was reading the books he got from the attic, the ghost decided to try and cook. They don't need food, but Phil thought they could do something for the kids, seeing as there were no adults in the house, and they were just kids.

Still to be safe, they slid a note under Tommy's door telling him they were cooking, not that Tommy saw it.

With that done, they got to work, techno opted out of being the one to actually cook the food, instead he wanted to prep it for cooking. Phil, understanding why, said he would cook the food. Wilbur was in charge of getting the food and get it to techno. They had to do all this without dropping anything- or at least drop the least amount of things.

They decided to try and make chicken and rice, with mashed potatoes upon techno's request. Wilbur got the chicken out of the freezer and the rice from the cabinet, getting water and seasoning prepared for techno.

Wilbur placed the chicken in warm water to thaw the chicken, while techno mixed the seasons and spices he'd need for the chicken.

Phil was supervising the two til they needed him to actually cook the food. Since they didn't have a rice cooker, they'd have to make the rice on the stove, Wilbur filling a pan with water and pouring the rice in it. He hands Phil the rice filled pot and Phil placed it on the stove, turning it on and putting a lid over it.

While the rice cooks, the chicken gets thawed. Wilbur picks up the chicken, handing it to Techno, quickly washing his hands. Techno had previously mixed all the seasonings and spices together, covering the chicken with flour, then the mixture.

When Phil turned on the stove, both boys tensed, but techno flinched away. Very unlike his character. Phil gives him a look that seems to ask if he's okay, techno nods for Phil to continue.

Techno hands the chicken to Phil on a plate and flees, worried he'd drop the plate with how unsteady his energy is. He gets potatoes and mashes them together, adding salt and other seasoning he'd need. He puts the potatoes in a pot and, again, hands them to Phil only to quickly walk away from the stove.

Phil made sure to be extra careful for his boys sake. Wilbur didn't look too panicked, but if you knew him, the way he fidgets with his sweater was enough to know he's nervous. Techno was being antsy about the stove, so Phil tried to cook as quickly has possible without giving the boys salmonella.

Once the chicken was done cooking, techno diced it into squares. As he did this, Phil got the rice ready and techno placed the chicken in the rice. Wilbur got the mashed potatoes off the stove, the pot creating a loud 'thud' when it fell through Wilburs hand onto the table.

No food was wasted in the fall.

Phil went to get Tommy, knowing he was awake, sending Wilbur to try and wake up tubbo.

When Phil got to Tommy's room, he saw tommy reading a book. This isn't uncommon, but he was so engrossed in it that he didn't even look up when Phil entered.

Phil went up to him and tapped his shoulder. This caused Tommy to violently jump, Phil's hands were freezing. "Ello mate, foods done", phil told Tommy. He nods and shuts the book, pausing before saying, "I think tubbo is a medium".

This causes Phil to pause as well. "What makes you think that?", he asks. Tommy looks back at the book and flips through it. He finds the page he was looking for and points at random sentences, "this all sounds like tubbo".

And he wasn't wrong, the emitting of positivity, the openness, all sounded like tubbo. Phil just nodded, "we'll talk with him over diner, come on, we made chicken and rice", Phil said, leading Tommy to the dining room.

Wilbur had already woken up tubbo and was in the dining room, a plate infront of both of them. The ghosts didn't need to eat, but the sense of normality was nice. Plus it gave them more practice of holding objects.

"Hey tubbo, are you a medium", Tommy asked suddenly. Tubbo shot him a quizzical look, "like in shirt sizes?", he asks.

"No, like the ghost whisperer type shit", Tommy corrects, and tubbo shrugs. "I don't know, why?", tubbo asks.

"I found this book in the attic and I thought it sounded like you, and it was about mediums, I think that's interesting I guess", Tommy rants off. Tubbo nods and continues eating before stopping suddenly, "we have an attic!", he asks.

"Yeah, I found it during your stream and didn't want to bother you, it's very dusty and only has a chair and a bookshelf in it", Tommy explains. Tubbo nods again and they continue their meal.

Thanking the ghosts, they go back to their rooms, both trying to go to sleep but being unable to. Tommy was thinking about the other book, the one that explains how ghosts came to be. Tubbo was up thinking about the possibility of being a medium.

Both had a lot on their mind.