The Wounds We Heal

Chapter twenty-five: Ghostly Fun!

As they walked away however, Ned smirked. He ran into The Lookout, and sat in front of the elevator, waiting for the others.

"Yes. I did. When we saw him as a ghost, Marshall freaked out and ran. I confronted the ghost and well, the ghost kinda got me. But when it was Ned, I was angry. He went too far scaring us when it wasn't needed." Snowflake replied.

"Aw, that must have been horrible.." Rubble commented sympathetically. "Horribly awful, I mean. I'm sorry Ned gets a little too carried away sometimes.. We'll try to keep a closer eye on him so it doesn't happen as much anymore."

"Thanks Rubble, but my brother can be like that sometimes. He can just be a goofball that gets carried away. So, you want to hang out?" Snowflake replied kindly.

She then thought for a moment and had an idea for how they could bond.

"Actually, I have an idea. Rubble, stay here and close your eyes. I'll be right back," Snowflake said with a smile.

"Uhh.. Ok." the bulldog pup complied, leaning down to cover both eyes with his paws.

Snowflake went over and gave him a hug. She then separated and ran into The Lookout. Seeing the two white sheets, she grabbed them and ran back outside. She threw one of the sheets onto Rubble before covering herself in the other white sheet.

Now looking like a ghost, she snuck under the sheet she threw on Rubble, and hugged the bulldog again.

"Okay buddy, you can open your eyes," Snowflake said.

Rubble looked over and saw who was hugging him and his brain momentarily had him fooled but a double take got his attention.

"Ahh! -ih..-oh..-er.. huh? Oh.. it's just you, Snowflake." Rubble sighed after the initial fright wore off. "Right?.."

"OOOOOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Snowflake said in a ghostly voice, separating from the hug as she stood in front of Rubble, waving her forepaws around.

"*gasp*.. S..Snowflake??" Rubble quivered, staring nervously at the white form right beside him. "That is you?.. r..r..right??"

"BOOOOOOOOOOO! OOOOOOOOOOO!" Snowflake said under the sheet as she flailed her forelegs around more.

"SNOWFLAKE!!!" Rubble cried out, hoping he was wrong about what he was seeing.

"BOOOOOOOOOOO! OOOOOOOOOOOO!- Huh? How did you know it was me?!" the sheet covered husky asked, surprised Rubble figured out her ghostly disguise.

She kept standing in front of Rubble with her forepaws in the air, still looking like a ghost.

"Well..I..hoped it was you." Rubble shrugged. "And I figured if I said it enough times I'd figure out if it was true or not."

"Yes, you were right," Snowflake replied. She thought of what to do, and a thought came to mind.

"Follow me!" Snowflake said as she turned around and started walking away. The sheet covered husky walked away, getting out of the bed sheet that her and Rubble were under. Rubble unfortunately got covered by the white sheet completely.

"Ok but.. how do you see which way you're going?" Rubble asked, stumbling forward as he blindly walked straight ahead of himself.

"I guess, and just have fun. Besides, there's no eye holes in the sheets. Come on ghost buddy! WOOOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOOO!" Snowflake replied. She walked forwards and flailed about pretending to be a ghost.

"Sure but I-woah!!" Rubble tripped on something and felt himself roll forward, but putting his paws out didn't stop him from crashing into something and subsequently landing on top of it with an "oof!".