The Dainessetchen Barnacle Tales

Season 1 Episode 3

Gretchen's Point of View

I woke up on a Saturday morning to one part of my bed bending. I groaned and turned over, rubbing my eyes. I didn't even feel surprised when Jesse's brown eyes stared back at my blue ones.

"Time?" I asked. Jesse pulled out his phone.

"Six o'clock a.m. You sleep like the dead."

"Actually, I'm a pretty light sleeper."

"No...you look like the dead..." I lightly punched Jesse in the chest and he chuckled.

"Thanks a lot, faggot."

"You know I'm joking around with you," Jesse said quietly as I turned my back to him. I waved him off.

"Goodnight, Jesse Monster."

"Good morning, G."

*****

I woke up and Jesse was still sleeping. Knocking him over the side of the head, I quickly jumped out of my bed and ran out of the room.

"Bitch!" I heard Jesse yell. I screamed and ran to Gerard's room, Jesse's loud running close behind me. I hopped into my brother's bed and Jesse came tearing in.

"What-" Gerard mumbled from under his black comforter.

"Save me!" I squealed as Jesse grabbed my ankle and yanked me toward him, almost making me fall off the bed. Gerard pulled his covers up over his head farther, using his tired legs to kick me off his bed. I fell with a thud and Jesse stood over me.

"Please don't kill me!" I whimpered as I guarded my face with my hands.

"You'll have to give me your life...or your cheetos."

"Are you kidding me?" I asked. Jesse clenched his fists.

"Alright, alright! You know where they are." Jesse smiled in triumph and helped me up off the floor. I headed into my room to take a shower, grabbing my clean clothes and made sure to lock my door. I mean, I trusted everyone in the house, but a girl can't be too safe, you know?

I put my clean clothes onto the sink and stepped into the shower after touching the water to make sure it was warm enough. I let the water flow all over my body and started to wash my hair when I felt someone kiss my shoulder. I didn't even turn.

"Two days in a row?" I whispered. I knew he could hear me because I felt his breath on my neck. "What a treat."

"I was waiting for you to be alone...Didn't think you would mind this situation."

"No, actually," I replied as I turned to look at him. I tried to focus on his eyes instead of his god damn beautiful body. I let myself touch his chest. He watched my face. I bit my lip.

"So, I was wondering," I started.

"Yeah?" Peter replied.

"Can ghosts have sex?" I laughed. I wondered why I blushed a little. Peter smirked and took my face in his hands.

"Let's find out. Tell me if this feels real enough for you."

*CENSORED*

Jesse's Point of View

I grabbed the cheetos that I had won and headed back up toward Gretchen's room. The door was locked and I heard the shower going, so I sat with my back up against the wall, sliding down onto the floor. It felt like I had sat there a really long time. Like, 3/4 of the Cheetos were gone when she opened the door. She had a humongous smile on her face...not one that was all toothy...kind of one that looked suspicious, like she was holding a secret.