The Ghost and Molly McGee X Reader

Getting the Band(shell) Back Together

The McGees and Scratch are stepping off their car ready to enter Brighton Hills, Brighton's nursing home. "Hey, this isn't the National Taco Convention!" Scratch angrily throws his "Taco Loco" hat on the ground. He then shapeshifts into a hand pointing at Molly. "You lied to me!" He said. "Yeah, well, if I'd told you we were volunteering, you would have complained the whole way here." Molly said. "Wait, wait, wait, wait. We're volunteering? At a nursing home? On purpose? Over my undead body!" Scratch shapeshifts again into a wall, blocking the way in. "Hey Scratch, wanna know my favorite thing about ghosts? You can walk right through 'em!" (Y/n) said. The McGees walk right through Scratch with ease. Scratch changes back to his normal form. "What you people just did is considered VERY rude in the Ghost World!" He shouted. "C'mon, Scratch. Volunteering bonds us McGees together." Pete said. "Well, I'm no McGee." Scratch said. "Good point. What is your last name?" Sharon asked. 

"I'm a one-name icon, baby!" Scratch puts on some star-shaped sunglasses. "Uh, are you sure? 'Cause I thought your last name was... " Darryl presses a button on his Obnoxitron, making a blech sound. Both laugh. "Ah, man, you get me every time with that thing!" Scratch said. "We had to buy our son a toy called the "Obnoxitron"?" Sharon asked. Pete smiles nervously as Scratch starts pressing different buttons on the toy. Inside, music plays. Sharon is giving Senior Aerobic classes. "Right arm! Left leg! Jazz hands!" She said. "Can we pick up the pace, dear? We don't exactly have all the time in the world." An old lady asked. Sharon picks up the pace. "You heard her, double time! Left! Right! Left! Right!" She said. In another room, Pete is taking suggestions to present to the City Council.

 "Well, that's a great suggestion!" He said, holding paper and notepad. "You work for the city? Because I have a few ideas." An old man said. "Oh-ho! Let me be your mouth. I'll pass 'em right on to the City Council!" Pete said. The old man starts hitting Pete with his cane. "One. Libraries. Why should my taxes pay for books so other people can read for free?" He asked. "Oh, boy." Pete said to himself. "Public parks." The man continued. Meanwhile, old people are playing cards. Scratch passes each player to help Darryl cheat. "Darryl, they got nothing. That guy over there?" Scratch points to an old man with glasses covering his cards. "One of his cards is a napkin." He said. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm all in." Darryl pushes a stack of candy forward as his bet. At the other side of the room Molly and (Y/n) are talking to a woman.

"Wow, Patty. You've lived in Brighton your whole life? My family and I just moved to town." Molly said. "Hmm. Well, we all make mistakes. Mine was Bobby Daniel, and he rode a motorcycle. Hmm-mm-mm..." Patty said. Molly moves aside. "Uh, that's, um..." she said. "Hey, I think that guy with the napkin is cheating." Scratch said. "You mean he's also cheating?" (Y/n) snarked. "I was looking for sympathy, not judgement." Scratch said. Molly looks at a photo. "Patty, is that you? What is this place?" She asked. "Oh, the old Brighton Bandshell. We used to have concerts on that park. Everyone would bring a picnic and dance to the music. Anyway, a tornado tore down the whole bandshell in '79." Patty said. "That's terrible!" Molly and (Y/n) said. "Oh my gosh, that's awesome!" Scratch said. Molly and (Y/n) glare at him. "I mean, tornadoes are awesome, not, uh, it's not awesome that her special place was-" he said. "Uh-huh." Molly said. "You know, ruined." Scratch said. "You're getting there..." (Y/n) said. "But to be honest, I don't feel too bad about it 'cause I'm not really invested in this woman. I'm not even sure who she is." Scratch leaves. "Why didn't the city rebuild it?" Molly asked. 

"Not a priority", they said. Brighton isn't what it used to be." Patty said. "Scratch, we know what we need to do next!" (Y/n) said. Scratch comes back with a pizza in hand. "I'm really hoping it's order a pizza, with pineapple this time! But I really fear that it's gonna be something about putting the bandshell... " he said. Molly excitedly hugs him. "Yes, you get me!" She said. "Oh, I get you alright! I get you and your sister 24/7!" Scratch said. Pete is at the City Council, taking all the suggestions from the nursing home there. "And finally, the citizen proposes charging for... green lights. Not exactly sure how we'd even do that..." Pete said. "We'll take all that under advisement, McGee. Well, I have a hot date with a cool lady. See what I did...So, if there's no further business, this meeting is adjour—" (Y/n) kicks the door open. "Mr. Mayor, I've got business so further, it'll melt your mind!" (Y/n), Molly and Darryl enter the room while carrying a project. Scratch and Sharon follow behind. "Hello, Brighton City Council! I am Molly McGee, and this is my twin sister (Y/n) and my brother Darryl." Molly said. "Sup?" Darryl asked. "My kids! Participating in local politics! I've never been more proud." Pete said. "Consider the future. It's where we'll spend the rest of our lives, but what will it hold? The Brighton Mega-Arena!" (Y/n) removes the sheet covering her arena model. "It's a 60,000 seat sports complex." She said. Darryl presses a button in the Obnoxitron making cheering sounds. "A music venue!" Molly said.