There is a line of ghosts waiting to enter consisting of historical figures and Scratch. Scratch tries to speak to these figures but they all ignore him. Scratch taps Julius Caesar in the back where he still has a dagger. "Woah, talk about a long line, huh? Oh, hey, Cleo! Cleo. I'll see you on the dance floor! Lookin' good! Hey, wait for me, you guys!" Scratch rushes to the entrance when he bumps into another ghost. "Tall guy, people are walkin' here, okay? Beep beep." The ghost turns around and it's revealed to be Abraham Lincoln. "Lincoln! Sorry 'bout that, Mr. President. You wanna hang out or, you know, grab a coffee or... Oh... Yeah, no problem. Yeah, you know, I, uh..." Lincoln goes inside the club, leaving Scratch. "You know, I'll see you in there!" He said. The door closes on Scratch's face, the Bouncer Ghost then picks him up. "Woah, VIPs only." He said. "Yes, I know this is a VIP-only club. And here is my official VIP card!" Scratch takes out a handmade VIP card and shows it to the ghost, he then takes and tears it. "You ain't foolin' anyone, pal! You're a nobody!" He said. Scratch cries.
"I made that! Did you have to tear it?" He asked. In the living room a small portal opens, dropping Scratch on the sofa next to Molly. Molly is on the phone. "What do you mean I can't rent a gorilla? What kind of zoo are you? Hello? Hello?" Molly asked. (Y/n) walks over. "Scratch, you're back, I missed you!" Molly hugs him, causing (Y/n) to laugh. "Stop! Stop." Scratch said. "Let's never be apart for—" Molly looks at (Y/n). "Everything doesn't have to end in a hug!" Scratch said. "-137 minutes." (Y/n) said. "--137 minutes ever again!" Molly said. "What...What's all this?" Scratch signals the props all around the room. "Well, uh, this whole thing? It's for Living History day at school. Everyone has to bring the past to life by dressing up as a famous historical figure. And it's fun, so,
we've been helping all our classmates get costumes and props! Kat needed a Joan of Arc suit of armor..." (Y/n) said. "Always on a crusade, that one, you know what I mean?" Scratch asked. "I made Sheela some radioactive uranium for Madam Curie!" Molly said. "Glowing personality!" Scratch said. "And I made Jeremy a wanted a National Farm Workers sign for Cesar Chavez!" (Y/n) said. "Great guy! Better hair." Scratch said. "Yeah, but I wish I could get a gorilla for Libby. She can't be primatologist Dian Fossey without a gorilla!" Molly said. Darryl walks in, eating a bag of chips. He trips and the chips fall everywhere. As he tries to pick them up and eat them, he seems to act like a gorilla. "Ape-mazing!" Molly said. "Yeah, Darryl, you're perfect!" (Y/n) said. Molly sends a message to Libby confirming that she now has a gorilla. "Uh?" Darryl asked.
"If you went all out for those chumps in your class, I can't wait to see how overboard you've gone on your own project! I mean I bet it's super annoying..." Scratch said. Realization hits Molly and (Y/n). "Our project..." Molly said. "Little glitter and ribbons..." Scratch said. "Yeah, it is. So much glitter..." (Y/n) said. " ...all kinds of extra points..." Scratch said. "So many ribbons." Molly said. "And blah-blah-blah-blah-blah." Scratch said. "It's mostly ribbons." (Y/n) said. "Oh man." Scratch said. "Oh, yeah, totally." Scratch fake yawns. "Well, gotta get some sleep! You know since all my work's done. Excellently, I might add. Sure-fire A! Classic Molly and (Y/n). Goodnight!" Molly and (Y/n) rush upstairs. Scratch realizes what they're doing and decides to go upstairs, too, in an elevator style. Once upstairs, Scratch finds the twins walking from side to side in despair. "Let me guess, you've both done nothing." He said. "We've done nothing! But you know what, it's not too late." Molly sits on her bed with her laptop. "Our presentation's about Abraham Lincoln, the most popular president! There's gotta be lots and lots of info about him out there." Molly starts searching. The time changes from 8:53 PM to 4:15 AM. Their room is now filled with history books. "There's too much info! I can't sort through all this by morning! I can't insult our best President by having the worst presentation!
We're letting Lincoln down!" (Y/n) said. "Relax, I saw Lincoln yesterday and I promise you, he's not gonna care..." Scratch said. "We've been studying for nine hours, and you've known President Lincoln this whole time?! You have to ask him to help us!" Molly said. "Ehh, You know, I don't know. I mean, Abe's a busy guy. Between, you know, emancipating' this and proclamation that..." Scratch said. "Ok, Scratch, we get it. You don't actually know him, you don't have to lie to us." (Y/n) said. "Me? Lie? How dare you! I'll have you know, Lincoln calls me "Honest Scratch"! So... " he blows a raspberry. "I'm gonna bring back my good pal Linc-dawg Abe-alicious, the old Abe-meister, Lincolnty-split! That'll show you. Lie, ha!" He said.
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The Ghost and Molly McGee X Reader
FanficOptimist twins Molly and (Y/n) McGee live to make the world a better place, fix what has gone wrong, and spread joy. Meanwhile, cantankerous ghost Scratch lives to make the world a worse place, break what has gone right, and spread misery. When a cu...