Tommy was staring at the reflection with both awe and absolute horror. His great uncle… as some fantasy creature… and a ghost… was the one that kept haunting them. HE DIED THIRTY YEARS AGO, WHY WAS HE STILL THERE?!
-T̴͉̀o̵͓̓m̸̙̋ṃ̵̊y̸̟͘,̵̦̒ ̵̥̉c̸̩̎a̴̠͛l̶̮̊m̷͉̌ ̸̜͠d̷͍͋o̷̲͆w̷̜̌n̴͙̾.- hoarse voice spoke up, as man in the reflection raised his hands in calming manner. He wasn’t any sudden movement, not even trying to get nearer the boy. But Tommy still didn’t trust him, no way in the world!
- Don’t fucking tell me to calm down, you’re fucking haunitng me!- Teenager turned to him, trying to point at him with a microphone stand which was a mistake. Without a reflection he had no idea where the ghost was. Suddenly his chair turned on its own and he was again facing black monitor. And the ghost was much closer than before: he was the one that turned him around.
-L̵̤͂ḁ̶́n̸̍ͅġ̴̤u̵̠̽a̶͈̽g̸̼̾e̸̝̎,̸̟͊ ̸̬́y̴̺̍o̷͓̚ù̸̧n̶̪͘g̵͚͒ ̷̤̓m̴̢̓ą̴̀n̸̛̞ - he shook his finger in reprymendory maner, but smiled just after. Tommy saw as he let go of the chair and walked towards the bed to sit on it. He was strangely calm with the fact that the teenager could see him.
- Sorry- he murmured and the ghost nodded slightly.
-C̶̭̓ạ̷̑n̸̬̓ ̴̩͑ŷ̸̬o̵͈̍u̷̙͘ ̸͖̋h̷̖͝e̷̠͆á̶̳r̷͎̓ ̸̺̆m̴̗̾ẽ̷̹ ̵̟̕c̶̳̍l̵̤̾e̴̥̐a̵̤͠r̵̹͒l̷̯̋ÿ̴͇?̷̢͝ - this time other than calm he sounded slightly surprised, even though his face showed no emotions at all.
- Can’t say clearly, but yeah, I can fucking hear ye just right- Tommy was felling weird talking to a reflection instead of actually him, tough the man didn’t seem to mind it at all.
-W̵͚͠h̷͎́a̴̭͐ṭ̸͗ ̴̝̕t̴͍͝h̵͇̊e̴̩̓ ̴̢̽f̵̡̐u̵̡̇c̷̞̔k̸͊ͅ ̷̪̈́ḍ̸͋i̶̥̐d̸͙̏ ̴̭͠I̸̜͗ ̴̔ͅș̵̈́a̸̧͛y̴̭̏ ̸̭̈ả̵͍b̴͉̚o̷̜̐u̷̜͝t̶̰̍ ̴̝̈́l̴͔͊a̶͙͠n̸̝̈́ǧ̸̖u̷̡͗ä̶͓́g̸̮̏e̷̦͛?̸̯́- Tommy giggled, fear slowly melting away. Even though he was a ghost, his uncle seemed nice, with a wacky sense of humor.
- So… you were the ghost that kept helping Tubbo in the kitchen?- uncle Phil nodded once again.- Hey, why do you sound that funny? Is it because I can hear you from beyond the grave?-
-N̸̟͝ö̷͖́,̷̲̾ ̶̮̒Ǐ̶̩ ̶̘̓u̵̙͝ṡ̸̥ë̴̟́d̵͓́ ̶͈̒t̸̪̉o̶̰̅ ̶̣͝s̵̥̑ǒ̸̜u̶̪̇n̴̪͠d̴̻̀ ̶͙̊n̷̟͌o̷͍͝r̶̨̈́m̶̘̉ă̶̜ĺ̷ͅ - man saddened, falling into thoughts for a couple of seconds.- B̷̡̓u̷̫͘ẗ̸̢́ ̷̙͑ẁ̵͖ĭ̴̬t̷͎͠h̶̞͆ ̶̧̑t̶͓̐í̷͜m̷̡͋è̷̗ ̶̖͠I̷̹͋ ̵̪͝t̵̠̋ḥ̴̍i̵̳͑n̷̛͈k̷͈̃ ̷͍̓I̶͈͘ ̴̦͊l̸̤͠o̸̲͋s̶̥̏t̵̨͛ ̵͚̚m̵̚ͅy̷̱̾ ̸̒ͅḥ̷͠u̷̡̒m̶̢͘a̸͙͑n̷̗͗i̵̺̐t̷͉̉ȳ̸̝-
- Sorry to hear that- judging by how he looked like, damn right he lost humanity. What was he anyway? Some japanese bird-guy? No, they didn’t have antlers...
-Ḑ̴͑o̷͂͜ņ̵͝'̵̨͊t̶̫̚ ̵̼̀b̶̤̿ě̷̬.̵͖͒ ̴́ͅI̶̙͑t̸̹̉'̸̞̒s̴͊ͅ ̸̅͜m̸͙̚ü̸̫c̷͈̓h̶̬̋ ̸̞̒b̶̲̓e̸͎̅t̵̫̽t̷̢́e̵͕͝ŕ̷ͅ ̷͕̈́t̸̨̏h̴̜́a̷̟̎ñ̴̬ ̴̼̉i̶̼͘t̸͚͝ ̴̮̔u̷̜͑s̴͖̃é̵̙ď̷̙ ̷͙̈́t̶̡͊ơ̷̠ ̸̮̎b̶̥̀e̷̹̅,̸̪͐ ̴͉̈́ẗ̶̠́h̶̪͒ă̵ͅṉ̶̇ḱ̷̼s̸̨͌ ̸̠̀t̶̜̾ő̶̜ ̷̖́y̷̲͐ȯ̵̟ṳ̴͊ ̵̞̈ṯ̸͐ẃ̵̜ö̸͍́-
- Really? Why?- Them? What did they do?
-I̴̩͊ ̴̖͝d̷̠̋o̸̲̐n̵̪͛'̸̙̋t̶̏ͅ ̵̱̈́k̴͇̇ñ̷̪ỏ̴͚w̶̝̉
- Hey, I… how was it like dying?- hope it wasn't a soar question, he didn't want to upset him...
-I̴̩͊ ̴̖͝d̷̠̋o̸̲̐n̵̪͛'̸̙̋t̶̏ͅ ̵̱̈́k̴͇̇ñ̷̪ỏ̴͚w̶̝̉.- much too his surprise uncle just shrugged, not being offended at all.- I̴͈̎ ̴̝͐d̵̗͛o̸͙͒n̵̜̎'̸͚̀t̸͈̒ ̷̭͆r̶̪̓e̴̪͌m̸͎̚ê̴̼m̷̨̎b̴̩̑ȩ̷͛ř̷̰.̶̙̓ ̶̲̽D̸̗͘ô̶̗ ̸͔̽ÿ̴͚o̶͓̎ṳ̵̈́ ̶̗̎k̶̝̈́n̶͉͊o̴̯͊w̵͈͝ ̴͙͊h̵͖͝o̴͚̍w̶͖̐ ̴̦̒I̵̤̽ ̷͖̈ḓ̶̽i̵̬͆e̵͎͗d̶̝͆?̵̭͠ ̵̛͍Y̵͖͌o̸̹͝u̷̱̇ ̸̰͌c̷̪̓a̶̼͘l̶̺̚ĺ̵͔e̸̩͆d̶̤͝ ̶̛͎m̴̯̅ȩ̶͂ ̶͚͠u̷̯͐n̸̹͋c̷̯͗ḷ̸͗ě̵͕ ̴̝̌ş̷̓ö̴͍ ̸͇̈́i̴̫͗t̷̝̚ ̷̲̊m̴͍̈́e̴̖̅a̶͝ͅn̶̠̕s̴̛̰ ̴͈͑Í̸̟'̴͈̏m̵̬͘ ̵̟͝p̷͍͆ã̸ͅr̵̭͋t̸͕͊ ̷̨̆o̶̰̔f̷̼̒ ̶͓́y̸̜̍o̴̩͋ȕ̷̫r̵̭̀ ̶̼͆f̷̜̒ä̴̲́m̴̛ͅḯ̶̘l̵̳̓,̵̱̈ ̸̼͆r̶̜͆i̴͖͛g̸͙͝h̶̠̒ṭ̶̋?̴̗͗-
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Piece by piece to love | Sleepy bois inc
FanfictionNew house, new adventures. Tommy is keen on moving to an old house that his family had troubles selling. What can go wrong? After all, he has his best friend at his side. It's going to be great! Those old buildings always hide a treasure inside, rig...
