Ghost stood upstairs with the ghost lady, Mrs. Nilo.
"Is everything alright, deary?" She asked him.
He looked over at the door and gasped.
"Mr. Nilo, you scared me." He said.
Mr. Nilo nodded.
"Wait, if you're here, then where's Johnny?"
"Well, he's downstairs with my body."
"Y-your body?" Ghost asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes. You see, I was shot by this cowboy looking man. He had a western accent too." Mr. Nilo said, walking.. no, hovering, over to his wife.
"Right." Ghost said, looking at them. "So, now that you are both dead, does that mean that you can move onto the after life?"
They nodded at him.
"Thank you." They said, before disappearing.
Ghost watched as they faded together and smiled. His smiled fell though as he noticed that Mr. Nilo had been talking about Maxwell.
Maxwell killed him.
And Maxwell had Toast.
Ghost ran down the stairs.
"I assume you're going to try and kill Ghost and me?" Toast asked, now standing in front of the kitchen door.
"Well, I would do that, but, it wouldn't be right. So I'll make you suffer."
"Johnny!" Ghost yelled, running down the stairs.
Crap. Toast thought, backing to the door to keep it shut.
"What is this Johnny? Let me in!" Ghost screamed, banging on the door.
"No Sir, stay out there! You'll be safe there!"
"Oh will I? And what about you? I don't want to loose you!"
"You won't loose me."
Maxwell frowned at them.
"Well, you know this gun is loaded." He pointed out.
Ghost began to throw himself into the door to push it open.
He stopped for a few minutes, holding his shoulder in pain. He then sent a text to Spooker.
Ghost: Spooker! Bring Colon. We are at (location). Hurry!
Just as he looked up, he heard the following.
"Take this as a warning, Prince Johnathan. Next time, you won't be so lucky."
BANG
Ghost screamed as he broke down the door. Tears fell down his cheeks. He ran over to Toast, who was quite pale and had a bullet in his left shoulder. His hand covered the bloody wound.
"S.... Sir?" He asked weakly, his eyes closed as Ghost moved Toast so he was leaning on him. "Are.. are you okay, Sir?"
"Yeah, I am. I'm fine. But why do you have to be so stupidly heroic, Johnny! You're hurt!"
A light blush appeared on his cheeks. "Because I got told that you have to save and protect the ones you love." Toast muttered so quietly, that Ghost could hardly hear it.
But he still heard it.
And it was only when he knew for certain that Toast had blacked out that he took a breath.
"I love you too, Toast." He smiled, placing a kiss on his forehead, a dark blush on his cheeks.
Hey.
So cute is all I'm going to say.
I hope you enjoyed this, and I shall see you all in the next chapter.-Guargent
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You Never Know 2 (Ghost X Toast) (VenturianTale)
FanfictionThis is a shipping book between Johnny Ghost and Johnny Toast. There will be no lemon. But fluff/limes instead. I don't know where I'm going with this. Warning: Depression, mild gore, strong language (but not much) violence and cute shipping. I...