Don't Tell Me Being Friends with a Ghost is Wrong (The Ghost and Molly Mcgee)

Epilogue

Libby Stien Torres was by Molly's window. She was brushing Molly's hair, or rather, she was brushing Molly's body's hair. The eyes of said body were depressingly staring out the window with zero expression on her face. Molly and Geoff the ghost had gone to save Scratch from being sent to the flow of Failed Phantoms. There was just one problem, humans could not go to the ghost world; but Molly wouldn't take 'could not' for an answer. She had attempted to go through a ghost world portal, but in doing so, she ended up becoming a wraith! Fortunately, Molly-herself-was not dead; her body was still alive, there was just no soul occupying it. That meant that all Molly had to do was phase back through her body so she could become human again. That also meant that Molly and Geoff could go rescue Scratch. Libby had offered to stay behind so she could look after Molly's body until Molly came back with Scratch. Neither Geoff nor Molly had returned, and Libby was starting to worry. THAT, and Molly's body was really starting to creep her out-the way it was just so...lifeless. 

Libby jittered, trying to assure herself that everything would be alright. Suddenly, Libby caught wind of a "whoosh" sound, she turned around and saw a familiar-looking, black and blue portal! And that could only mean that her friends were coming back! At last! Libby smiled from ear to ear. "WWHOOO-OO!" a bright ball of golden light named Molly Mcgee cheered, followed by sky-blue light known as Scratch. Wraith Molly and Scratch swooped out of the portal and crashed into Libby. Molly elongated her arms and wrapped them around herself, Scratch and Libby giving them both a hug. Scratch was squished between the two girls, but considering where he just was, he was much happier to be here rather than there. Scratch wrapped his arms around his friends and Libby wrapped her arms around as much of their friend group as she could, happy to see both of them back safe and sound. 

"Thank goodness you're back!" Libby greeted, giving her friends a squeeze. "She was starting to freak me out!" Libby loosened one arm to point at Molly's body, still resting by the window. The dreary-looking body of Molly Mcgee snapped her neck to look at the three friends, "I don't care," it stated emotionlessly. 

Molly loosened her grip on her friends. She liked being a ghost-well, a wraith-for a little while, but it was time for her to get back into her body! She had a life to live! With her family! With her friends! With her best friends! She sloshed her spirit back into her body, sending it tumbling out of the stool it was sitting in. For a moment, Molly's body laid lifeless on the rug carpeting the floor. But then, a golden glow began to wash over Molly's body, sealing Molly's spirit back where it belonged! The tone in Molly's color returned to her, alerting her friends that life had returned to her body. Molly's eyes popped open widely as if she had just woken up from a dream. She bolted up to her feet, 

"Whoa!" Molly exclaimed. She looked down at her body, moving her arms and legs around to make sure that she was back in her body. Her form was no longer made of ectoplasm, and her arms and legs couldn't stretch anymore. THAT, and she could longer float, which was something she was kinda going to miss, but that didn't matter right now. She grinned, happy to be back to her lively, human self again.

"AH! LIBBY! LIBBY! LIBBY! YOU'RE THE BEST!" Molly cheered, giving her human bestie a hug. Libby chuckled, happy to have good old Molly Mcgee back in the living world. Suddenly, they heard rumbling and thumping from downstairs. They looked down at the attic hatch door only to be tossed into the large, green beanbag chair in the corner of the room. The rest of the Mcgee's popped into the attic, looking for a certain someone. They turned around to see the tossed Libby, Molly and- "SCRATCH!" yelled Sharon. Libby had fallen off the bean bag chair at this point. Molly was slumping in the bean bag chair with Scratch on her head. She held her ghost friend up with one hand and waved at her family with the other hand. She was unaware that Scratch was waving at them in almost perfect sync with Molly.