Ghost's POV
I woke up and felt like crap. my head was killing and I still felt like I was going to throw up. I sat up and looked around to see a letter from Toast it read: 'Sir, I have a case for us in Alberta in a few weeks but right now I'm on a case alone because you're too ill to go. I'll be back soon. -Toast' I panicked I had remembered this case and the address. I had to get there before it happened... I had to get there before the attack. I got up and grabbed my things and ran as fast as I could to the address just in time. Toast was surrounded by Maxwell and his minions. I thought quickly what did I do last time?! "Rock, rock rock.... ROCK!" I picked up a rock and threw it at Maxwell which passed through him almost hitting Toast but it got his attention "Oh dear, another one of ye." He said "So Maxy! How are ya?" I said and looked to Toast signalling him to get to work "I'm fine now go away" he said annoyed and went to turn around "Wait! Maxwell. I wanna call truce." Maxwell turned around to me "Oh?" I nodded and smiled "Oh, yeah of course!" Toast gave me a thumbs up. "come, walk and talk Maxwell." I walked over to what Toast had done and Maxwell fell for it "Oh you... bugger..." he disappeared into dust leaving a cloth... it had a cowboy hat on it. I stuffed it into my pocket. "YOU ARE CRAZY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!" I heard Toast yell at me. "Hm? Oh yeah." I sighed and we went home. what does this mean... What must I do to escape
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Life of P.I.E
FanfictionJohnny Ghost and Johnny Toast are the greatest of friends, and of Paranormal Investigators! Their plans don't always work though... Their plans are usually spoiled by Johnny Ghost... Well shall I say Jimmy Casket. Cover pictures by the Lovely Sylar...