The Haunting of Ghoshall

chappie 2: skattered

marshall and chase wnt down to. the basement and it was too dark fore their liking. chase got the shivers down his anthropomorphic spine. marshall, an empath, notices and figures out he is nerve.

"it okay chase." marshall said as he reached the last step. "just a basement."

chase didn't reply, and marshall was real concerned. he chose to not bather him about it. he used to bother rocky about things until... the accident. marshall threw that thought aside and felt for a light switch with his anthropomorphic fingers. it lit up a single. lightbulb. in room center!

"finally! now we can see what were workin with." marshall said, trying to get chase to chortle but failing.

chase looked at the floorboreds and sighed. for the first time in forever (lol frozen be like), he spoke to his dalmate friend.

"marshall, listen." chase whispered. "I know you don't want to talk about the accident, but we can't pretend nothing happened and move on."

"yes we can." marshall said with venom. "we don't talk about rocky. end of store."

"fine." chase sighed and sighed. "but I don't agree with how you're handling it."

"I thought you did. I thought you trusted me! Cmon pal!" Marshall put his anthropomorphic hand on chases anthropomorphic shoulder. 

"lets dop it." chase decided. "this place is given me the willies! I hate it!"

"lucky for you, I chose you to come with me!" marshall said slyly. "and you'll be safe with me."

"That's just like you." chase smiled smilingly. "Good old marsh!"

"this place is creepy tho." marshall said. "really nils inducing."

"do you think its... haunted????" chase asked. "nils said that there was some creepy activitie here."

"no way! its just an olde ugly house!" marshall roasted, which is funny because he is a firefighter and puss out roasting things. 

"there's something in the corner, what dat be?" chase asked and moved a large tarp covering watt he pointing at. "EGAD!"

it was the sarcophagus of king tut!

"I knew it was haunted here." chase declared. "tut tut king tut!"

"king what?" marshall asked. "tut did you say?"

tut

"what's behind it? marshall asked while moving the priceless artifact over and let it crash into the floor. "gasp! a scrapbook of the old owners of this establishment."

"nils mentioned something like this could be here!" chase egaded and flipped through to see a pic or two lol

"ayo this guy kinda looks like me." marshall commented and pointed to an unknown man. "do you think he lived here?"

"duh." chase sassed "that's what I just said dummy."

"you're so cute when you tease me chasie poo." marshall teased right on back.

"b-be quiet." chase said actual gettin a lil flustered. "we need to show this to everyone when we reconvene.

"what we don't know is why we were sent here. what did that mans nils want us to do? there no signal on our licensed paw patrol themed watches." Marshall shruggin.

"could it be attached to this scrappie scrapbook." chase asked no one. "scrappie doo scrapbook! hold up I see it now! the real reason were here!!!1!"

"no way tut. what? I said no way what not tut." marshall said and saved himself from potential life-threatening embarrassment.

chase used his anthropomorphic hand to point to a shadowy figure behind that unknown guy who looked kinda like marshy.

"that's a bad man." he said and was getting serious now. "we gotta stop him."

(A/N sorry for party rockin and slow updates! my goldfish got herpes and my hamster ate him. lots going on! updates cumming soon!)

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