why did you do that? (pt2 to the last chapter)

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Randy and Gingi followed Oliver through the streets of Dialtown in the rainy night after he disposed of their bodies. 

"I cant tell if he actual feels bad about what he did.." Randy mumbled, as he observed Oliver go back to the scareshack, dirt on his hands and jacket from burying the bodies.

"It was kind of rude of him, but atleast I didnt shit myself this time-" Gingi attempted to eat roadkill from the floor. It didnt work. "I cant eat gravel or roadkill anymore. Truly a saddening day. Oh well, I'll just get god to load up my prevois save file"

"what-" Randy stared at the spirit of the recently deceased cryptid

"what? Oh! Oliveman is moving!" Gingi pointed out, completely forgetting what they were talking about. They followed Oliver as he went about collecting items. Randy's (admittedly depressing) notebook, A black and white sock, A bottle of cogh syrup, bandages and a handful of gravel. All items belonging to the two ghosts who have took it upon themselves to haunt their killer.

"Whats he doin with themsose?" Gingi wondered, floating close to oliver. "Yikes, he looks like shit-"

I know right? Dude's not slept in days

"WHAT WAS THAT!?" Randy screamed, looking around frantically.

"Chill randal, its just narrator- I talk to them all the timez" The cryptid wagged their tail, happy to hear the narrator as a change from the distorted version of "oliver, aspiring filmmaker, qualified goblin" kinda like Unhinged randy's theme.

"I am seriously scared- I've been meaning to ask, but where is that music coming from?" The tall saddo was panicking.

"We are no longer mortal, therefore you may also enjoy the tunes" Gingi flewthrough Oliver who was just sat there, staring into nothing.

"ah.." Randy sat down next to Oliver, leaning on him "should I be mad at oli? I feel like I should be.. But I'm not- is that bad?"

Probably, but he'd appreciate to know you dont. Theres a conveniently placed pen and paper over there- write him a note, or like- Appear? 

"Gingi- How come you did so much unreasonable stuff when you had such a reasonable guide in your head?" He grabbed the pen and paper and wrote 'hi :] -randy' on it before pushing it over to oliver, who had started weeping in regret.

"I am a being of spite and chaos." They watched oliver take notice of the note, stare at it in shock for a moment before actually picking it up.

"Randy? You're here?" He looked around the room in shock while randy tried to make himself appear.

"I'm here Oli.. But you cant actually like- touch me- ghost stuff-" Randy rubbed the back of his head

"oh... right.. Is gingi there aswell?" Oliver asked sticking his hand through Randy's ghost, making his hand feel cold, "this is so cool..."

"Gingi is here, unfortunately- God its weird hearing music everywhere- Gingi, please stop rolling through me- Oli- please help- I cannot-" Randy looked annoyed, occasionally looking elsewhere at gingi.

"Uhm.. Are you mad at me, Ran? For the whole killing you thing.." The shorter couldnt make eye contact with the other, and stared at the floor, expecting the ghost to yell at him.

"I- I dont know oli.. I dont forgive you yet, but I'm not entirely mad- You'd know better than anyone that I dont get mad at people easily- Im not mad, just disappointed. I cant forgive you yet, but I'll look past that for now. We're gonna be with you til the day you join us though"

Oliver sighed in relief and just sat there, watching the other two annoy each other. 

"I had a feeling they'd stick around, my boy" said a voice next to Oliver.

"Hey Mr Dickens. Thanks for your help by the way, it was real groovy of ya.. God I feel awful.." Oliver stood up, to atleast be a closer height to the older man.

"It's no problem. I had a feeling this would happen eventually, tallyho!" Mr Dickens said, patting Oliver on the head at the two of them watched Mr Dickens Jr. chase Randy, who had yet to come to terms with the fact that nothing living can hurt him... except maybe the ghostbusters and god.

"You think we should help 'em?" Oliver questioned as Randy tried jumping over the swan who was being followed by gingi

"I'm sure they'll be fine"

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no idea what this was, other than a loose end tie of last chapter.

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