"Papa Acachalla!" Billy yelled from the top of the stairs. "Mama Gertrude!"
"What is it Bil-lay?" Papa called back.
"Johnny Ghost is laying unconscious at the top of the stairs again!"
Ghost opened his eyes, looking up at the figure. "Billy?.."
"Nevermind! He's awake!"
Ghost cringed at how loud he was. "What's going on?"
"You are bleeding. Your head." Billy turned around and ran downstairs, returning later with a medical kit and Spooker.
"Ghost?" Spooker started, as Billy started wrapping up Ghosts head.
"What is it, Fred?"
"You've gone pale."
"He's lost a lot of blood." Billy sighed, handing Ghost some water.
"Blood?"
"I guess Toast looked after the ghost problem."
"Toast?" Ghost raised an eyebrow, before remembering. His eyes shot over to where he was last.
But nothing was there.
"Johnny-ah!"
Spooker walked over to where Toast last was.
"I found his watch."
He handed it to Ghost, who held the watch closely, closing his eyes.
It was Toast 12th birthday. Ghost handed him a box.
"I hope you like it." Ghost said, shyly blushing.
"I bet I will." Toast giggled, opening the box. He stared at it.
"Ghost, this is.. lovely." He smiled, holding up the blue leather and golden watch.
Ghosts face lit up. "You like it? Really?"
"I've always wanted a watch. One of my own. I can't tell the time yet, but this will help!" Toast beamed. "Thank you Ghost!" He leaned over and hugged Ghost.
Since that day, he'd always be wearing it. He never took it off.
Ghost smiled at the memory."I-I.." Ghost didn't know what to say.
*time skip brought to you by Ghostie blushing like a tomato*
Ghost sat in his apartment with Spooker and Colon. They had previously been talking about where Toast could be. And how to get him back.
"Gavin could have him?" Spooker suggested. "And he-"
"Isn't Gavin in prison?" Colon raised his eyebrows at his boyfriend.
"Oh, yeah. Oops."
"He was taken by Katrina and Maxwell, Gavin has nothing to do with it." Ghost said. It was the first thing he'd said in the past hour, aside from nodding and humming in agreement.
"Yeah." Spooker said, awkwardly.
"Guys," Ghost sighed. "I-I think it's best if you go now. I mean, I appreciate you being here and all, but I would rather be alone."Colon placed a hand on Ghost shoulder. "You know our number, you know where we are if you need us. Right?"
"Mhm."
With that, they left and Ghost was alone in his apartment. It was fairly late. He locked the doors and windows.
He stared at his room, but he wasn't planning on sleeping in there.He wandered into Toasts room, opening a draw and holding one of his shirts. He thought for a moment, before undressing and wearing it. He smiled and climbed into Toasts bed.
"I miss you, Johnny." He sighed. He snuggled into the pillow and lightly kissed it.
"I love you. And I will find you."
"Don't forget me, I want to help too.~"
"Fine."
****
My head.. it.. it hurts. What did they do?
Toast wearily opened his eyes. He was being held down by something.
"Sir..?"
"Shh," a female voice said.
"M-Mary?" He asked, turning beside him and seeing his deceased wife.
"Yes, It's me."
Hey. For those of you who like FNAF, you'll noticed why I underlined it.
So yeah. My braces have died down a bit. And I've left you all on a cliffhanger. (Sorry) And you may notice what I did with Ghost. *coughs*pillow*coughs*
Hope you are all okay. Thank you for reading this. *hugs you all* see you in the next chapter.
-Guargent
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