Patrick Stump Imagines

22 - Ghostbusters AU

A/N:

I SAW GHOSTBUSTERS TODAY AND MY INNER FANGIRL WENT TO LIFE WHEN FOB'S GHOSTBUSTER STARTED TO PLAY.

ABOUT THE MOVIE, IT WAS NOT THAT BAD; HILARIOUS CHRIS HEMSWORTH. I LIKE HIS ROLE. I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO MENTION JILLIAN HOLTZMANN, SHE WAS REALLY COOL.

BOOYAH, EMPHASIS ON THE BOO.

Anyways, there's a small bomb on this (smut) and some spoilers maybe.

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"Holy smokes!" Patrick said, staring at the horde of ghosts that surrounded the building.

"Incoming!" You shrieked as ghosts flew on your direction. You docked, as well as the others.
"Now what?" Pete asked.

"Hello folks!" Brendon said in a high pitched voice as he was escorted by two ghosts.

"Brendon, stop this!" You said, standing on your feet. "It wouldn't make sense!"

"How wouldn't it make sense, Y/N?" He asked. "People made fun of me and my broad forehead!"

"You're mad at the world because of your forehead? Brendon, your face proportion goes well with your forehead's!"

"Really?" He said, producing a mirror. After a few seconds, he swung his arm into your direction, a ghost flying onto you.

The ghost grabbed you and you flew a few meters in the air. Seconds later, it dropped you and landed your back on a car.

"Fuck." You said.

"Language!" Andy shouted from your two-way radio. However, you managed to stand up and started running back to them.

But instead of going back to them, your mind rolled onto something.

You remembered when you caused a fire in your workplace. The fire didn't pull off until you started to aim on where the fire started.

"Guys, I need one of you!" You said in your communicator.

"Uh...Y/N, I don't think that's a better idea." Joe said and when you looked back, Brendon started to grow and turn into a hideous look.

"What's your plan, Y/N?" Patrick suddenly said.

"Two of us would go to the building, shut the crappy generator down while the rest tries to distract Brendon and bring civilians in a safe parameter." You snapped.

"I think Pete will do the distraction." Patrick says.

"Oh God, why did his forehead grow broader?" Pete whispered in the communicator.

"Patrick, you go and help Y/N. Leave the rest of us here." Joe said.

"Are you sure? There's a horde supporting him." You pressed on your proton pack as you whip the lazer on the ghost, making it vanish in the air.

"Thanks Joe!" Patrick said. You raised a brow, wondering why.

"Yes! Yes!" Pete suddenly said.

"And oh, um...thanks Pete." Patrick said as you heard a motorcycle starting. On the other hand, you heard Pete sigh in distress.

"Oh not again." He murmurs.

Soon, Patrick arrives in the motorcycle. You blinked at him, knowing his stunts on riding one.

"I should probably get crash helmets for us." You murmured.

"I guarantee you. We'll be safe, okay?" Patrick assured you for he knows what he has done before.