The Ghost and Molly McGee X Reader

Monumental Disaster

♪Listen to the story I'm about to tell♪

♪About a man from Brighton they know so well♪

♪He was big and strong but never mean♪

♪He got his biceps from a turnip green♪

♪Once a tornado was headed towards town♪

♪Ezekiel threw his lasso and wrestled it down♪

♪Everyone cheered and started to cheer♪

♪Ezekiel said "It ain't nothin' but a thing"♪

♪Ezekiel Tugbottom♪

♪Ezekiel Tugbotton♪

♪The hero (Hero, hero)♪

♪Hero of Brighton♪

Brighton's Mayor is giving a speech to inaugurate the statue dedicated to Ezekiel Tugbottom. "My Fellow Brightonians, unveiling this statue is my proudest moment as your mayor!" The statue of Ezekiel is unveiled. It's Ezekiel riding a tornado while using his lasso. "Feast your eyes on Ezekiel Tugbottom!" The veil falls on top of the mayor. "Okay, not as proud as I was hoping." He said. "Oh, yeah!..." "Wow, incredible..." "Oh, I love it!..." "I'm inspired..." multiple people said. "Whoo! We love you, Ezekiel!" Molly said. "Whoa! What's the big deal? I mean, why do we care about this guy?¨" Scratch asked. "Wha- Every Brightonian knows the legend of Ezekiel Tugbottom!" (Y/n) said. Molly pulls out a history book that says "Bottom's Up" on the cover. "Hero of Brighton! He saved the town from the biggest tornado ever seen! Plus, he was best friends with a grizzly bear! If you have stayed awake while we were in history class, you'd know it, too!" Molly said. Scratch is lying on top of the book. "And miss my 1 p.m. nap? I'd rather die... again!" He said. "Is that possible?" (Y/n) asked curiously, and Scratch shrugs. 

"Now, everyone, if you'll move over to the park, the post unveiling potluck will begin shortly. Except you, Todd!" The Mayor points at Todd in the crowd, who's holding plastic cups. "No, cups do not count as a contribution! They didn't count at my eighth birthday party and they're not gonna count now!" He said. "Aw..." Todd sadly leaves. "Drama..." (Y/n) whispered. "Oh.. Oh, finally! Pot luck time, baby!" Scratch said. A mysterious form can be seen hiding behind a tree, spying the scene. "I wonder what the great Ezekiel Tugbottom would say if he could see this now?" Molly asked. A green ghost appears next to Molly, his appearance showing that he is Ezekiel Tugbottom. "Well, the nose isn't quite right, 

but overall, not bad! Really captured my rugged yet indomitable spirit!" Ezekiel poses side by side the statue, (Y/n) discovers the ghost's identity. "Um... Huh? Well... maybe it's- Ezekiel Tugbottom?!" She asked. "In the ectoplasm! Honorary city council member, three-time winner of Farm Times's Golden Husk award and..." Ezekiel said. "Brighton's burliest man 1871 through 76!" Ezekiel, (Y/n) and Molly said. "Okay, okay. Molly, play it cool. Play it cool, you got this. Don't go full fan-girl... " Molly told herself. "Oh, my gosh, I can't believe we're standing next to Ezekiel Tugbottom! Is this real?! Oh, no, I'm talking about him in the third person and he's right here. How do I stop? I'm still talking-" Molly said. "Please, Miss McGees, Friends call me Tug." Ezekiel said. "Huh?! Nickname status!" Molly said.

Scratch approaches Molly with a big sandwich on his hands. "Well, potluck was a bust- They ran out of food!" Scratch eats the entire sandwich with one bite. "Some guy brought cups... " he said. "Scratch! Look who it is: Ezekiel Tugbottom himself!" (Y/n) said. Scratch looks at Ezekiel and spits all the food he had on his mouth on Molly. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! This is the guy everyone's all excited about?" He asked. "Indeed! And thank you for the coming to the big unveiling! Uh, Stretch, was it?" Ezekiel asked. He goes up to Scratch and signs him a copy of "Bottom's Up" "Always nice to see a fan. Oh, here you go! Memoir of a hero. A Tugbottom Press exclusive. Thanks for the support, Stitch." Ezekiel said. "It's Scratch, he's a ghost, not an alien." (Y/n) said, and Scratch snickers, then throws the book that is caught seconds later by Molly. "This can't be the right guy! I know him. In the Ghost World, we call him Tug the Tornado-" Scratch said. "'Cause he fought a tornado?" (Y/n) asked.