It's Just Toast and I (Venturian tale) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 10- TOAST IS A GIRL?!

Ghosts P.O.V.

I looked at the bathroom door and watched as thin wisps of black hair appeared in and out of the door.

"T-toast?" I muttered as I gingerly approached the molding red door.

"No! Sir stop right there! Do not...d-do not come in!" The shrill high pitched voice of a woman echoed through out the motel room. Disobeying the order, I urgently ran the rest of 3 feet to the door and burst through the door to be welcomed with a women swallowing in her own tears.

"Sir! I told you not to come in!" He, or she I don't really know, wailed but then I watched as their expression changed into one of rage. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME IN HERE!!" They screamed standing up, fists clenched.

"Toast it's fine cal-calm down" I shushed them. They nodded confused, before they sat back down on the toilet lid and started to act like normal before the change.

"T-Toast what was that?" I asked eyeing them in hope to avoid another emotional rollercoaster.

"I have no idea...I'm actually scared if-if it will happen again. I—"

"Toast you were more emotional within 4 minutes than you were the entirety of middle school!"

"I-I know..." They huffed and ran a shaky hand through their knotted hair. Toast then gave a hard tug at their hand when it got stuck in a very large knot in their hair. (A/N: Since it hasn't been established what Toast wants to be called I'm just gonna use They, Them, Their, etc.)

"Here le-let me help," I said before reaching for Toast's hand and freeing it from its entrapment within the black curly webs of hair.

"Thanks sir!"

"Yeah sure. No problem," I waved my hand absentmindedly and exited the cramped bathroom.

"Sir how are we going to fix this?" Toast asked, following me out of the bathroom.

"I have no idea... maybe we could we could see about the thing that caused this? Do you even have an idea what could've done this?"

"Weeeeeellllllll maybe that wizard from the Acachalla case yesterday?"

"Maybe.... wait...... YES TOAST THATS IT!!!" I exclaimed then tugged my suitcase out from under the bed and began to shove it full of clothes. "Toast start packing!"

~Timeskip brought to you by le lazy writer~

All packed and ready we began to leave the motel room.

"Wait, Toast?" I asked turning around to face...Him/her?

"Yes Sir?"

"What should I call you?"

"What do you mean"

"You know she, he..."

"Oh! Um, I guess you could call me a she?"

"Okay then let's continue!" I smiled and opened the motel door and walked out with Toast by my side.

We walked to the trunk and I put all of our stuff in the back before driving off.

"Okay Toast I have an idea" I said as I began to increase speed down the road. Surprisingly I didn't get a response. Huh. I glanced to my side in the passengers seat to be greeted with..... nothing. Toast wasn't here.