The Ghost and Molly McGee X Reader

Mama's Gotta Hustle

The McGees are in the car, and they are singing their cleaning song as they had just bought cleaning supplies.

Molly: ♪ Oh, it's the McGee's cleaning song ♪

Darryl: ♪ Everybody sing along ♪

Pete: ♪ The house is really dirty ♪

♪ So today we're intervening ♪

All: ♪ By cleaning♪ The basement!

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa. You've already ruined the rest of my house, now you want to ruin my precious basement, too?" Scratch asked. (Y/n) and Molly put on gloves. "Scratch, if you love the basement so much, why don't you live down there?" Molly asked, and (Y/n) laughed. "Uh, ew, no. Moldy. I'm upset by the principle of the thing. How would you like it if I messed with your things?" Scratch asked. A bang is heard, then the car's engine stops working. "I understand why you think I did that, but I didn't." Scratch said. "Uh huh." (Y/n) said sarcastically. "I didn't!" He argued. The McGees are pushing the car through the streets while Scratch stays inside doing nothing. The cars behind them are honking. "I really hope we can afford these repairs." Sharon grunts. "Our finances are... tight." She said. "Don't worry, Mom. I have a no-risk business investment! Full disclosure, it requires access to cryptocurrency, frequent travel to Sweden, and, uh, a stomach for danger." Darryl said. "Not falling for that. Again." Pete said. "Since our whole family uses the van, we should all pitch in. I will forgo my allowance. Darryl, will, too." (Y/n) said. "What? You can't forgo me!" He said. "No forgoing! Kids, keep your allowances. It's probably just a small teeny-tiny problem that won't cost much money to fix." Pete said. "It's a huge problem. It's gonna cost a lot of money to fix." A lady said.

 "I don't suppose you take an old Sub Shack punch card? It's got a free BLT!" Pete said. "Eh-eh." She said. "Uh, spit balling here, are we sure we even need a van? We could all just stay at home, going absolutely nowhere with our lives. Forever! Doesn't that sound fun, kids? Help." Pete said nervously. "With all the moving costs, utility bills, credit card debt, and now we have another mouth to feed." Sharon said. They all look at Scratch. "I'm a growing ghoul!" He goes inside the car and eats a BLT. "It's been a tough year for the McGee family savings account." Sharon said. "May it rest in peace." Pete said. "Uh, are we gonna be okay?" Molly asked in concern. "Don't worry. McGees always make it work. And now that we're settled down in our forever home, it makes sense to have a second income. That's right... Mama's gettin' a job!" Sharon said. The car's door breaks. "That was also not me." Scratch said. Later, Scratch is sitting on top of Pete's head. "Why do we live so far away?" He asked. Sharon gasps. "I should be a meter maid. Then I get paid to tell people they're bad parkers. 

You know I'd love that." She said. "Yeah, I mean, personally, I see you as a brain surgeon. Although that's not really a "starting today" thing." (Y/n) said. "I'm telling you, Mom, reconsider nuisance lawsuits. I know a lawyer named Ramón who is not encumbered with so-called "ethics". Darryl said. While passing Sam's Diner, Scratch spots a "help wanted" sign in the window. Diner. "Help wanted sign. Bang. Solved it. Like always, Scratch is the hero. Go cook." He said. The McGees turn to Scratch in terror as Sharon approaches him in rage. "I worked in my parents' restaurant growing up, and that was enough kitchen work for a lifetime. NEVER SAY 'GO COOK' AGAIN!" She shouted. "Eek!" Scratch hides behind Molly. "This morning I caught her glaring at the stove." She whispered to him and (Y/n). The McGees are in the kitchen. Sharon growls at the stove. "Whoa. You were not kidding." Scratch said. "Well, it's still cleaning day. Pete, you and the boys go ahead and start in on the basement." Sharon said. "Aw..." Darryl said. "What do you mean "boys"?" Scratch asked. (Y/n) hands Scratch the cleaning supplies. "It's what it sounds like." She said. Pete, Darryl and Scratch head to the basement unenthusiastically.