Nelson screeched as he dodged a VERY angry ghost. " THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE AIR!" He yelled at Mia.
Mia shot him a look. " Please, Nels. Morro's a ghost and HE'S not like air, is he?"
" YEAH, BUT HE'S MARRIED TO A LITERAL HUMAN!"
I rolled my eyes. " You're so dramatic.
" SAYS YOU!"
Amy tried electrocuting the ghosts, but she ended up shocking...
" AMY YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY COUSIN!"
Amy winced. " SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ANNIE!"
Meanwhile, guess which charming ghost and human combo were arguing?
Morro sipped some boba. " They're not my friends anymore, Em."
Emma grabbed Morro by the shoulders and shook him. " DO SOMETHING!" She screeched. " NOT EVEN NYA AND MIA AND ANY CAN STOP 'EM! AND THEY CAN ALL CONTROL WATER!"
Morro slowly blinked. "I honestly don't know what you want me to do, Emma. I'm a ghost, not a miracle worker."
Emma paused, letting go of his shoulders, her face desperate. "You're married to a literal human, and now you're telling me you can't do anything?"
Morro took another sip of his boba, unphased. "Might want to try asking them, huh?"
Emma threw her arms in the air in exasperation. "I did, and you were supposed to be our backup!"
Morro just shrugged. "Well, no one told me the job description would include rescuing people from their own chaos."
As the ghosts continued their rampage and the team scrambled to regain some form of control, Mia finally yelled, "That's it! Everybody stop! Nels, Amy, stop fighting the air and the ghosts!"
"She called it air again!" Nelson squealed dramatically.
Mia gritted her teeth, glancing back at Morro and Emma, "Any ideas?!"
Emma opened her mouth, ready to shout some more, but then stopped, taking in a breath. "What would help in this situation?"
Amy rubbed her head and groaned. "Maybe... if I actually focused?"
"FOCUS?!" Emma exploded, "You shocked your COUSIN!"
Amy made a face. "That was one time!"
Meanwhile, in the background, Mia let out an exaggerated sigh. "I swear, I should've just let the ghosts eat us at this point."
"Not helping!" Annie yelled from the other room, fighting off a ghost of her own.
Morro sipped his drink calmly, staring at Emma. "Okay, so... maybe I could do something. You know... I am the one who... knows ghosts."
Emma glared at him, her voice laced with disbelief. "Do something quickly, Morro. We're literally losing ground here!"
Morro sighed and took another sip, "Alright, alright, but you really owe me one, Emma."
"Yeah, yeah, just—"
Before Emma could finish, Morro stood up and waved his hand, muttering something under his breath. The next moment, a swirl of purple smoke enveloped the room and suddenly, the ghosts started freezing mid-air.
"Really, Morro? This is your idea of a quick solution?" Emma rolled her eyes.
Morro shrugged again, clearly pleased with himself. "You're welcome."
Mia raised an eyebrow. "So we really just needed a ghost to solve the ghost problem?"
"Pretty much," Morro said with a grin, looking completely unbothered by the sheer ridiculousness of the situation.
Emma just stared at him before letting out an exasperated groan. "I'm never going to get used to this."
