Reader type: modern!reader -- they/them prononuns
Relationship type: aquaintances
Summary: Edmund is a ghost in the house that you live in. Your ghost detecting devices detect him and you end up meeting.
++
He was cold, so cold. He still wasn't used to it, not even after decades of being dead. (Name) hadn't noticed him yet, but maybe they would today. He'd been hovering by their bookcase for a week now, and their instruments still hadn't picked up anything. Heck he still wasn't properly sure what they did.
The door clicked open and (Name) walked in. Their headphones were slung around their neck and they were absentmindedly chewing on their left hoodie string. They walked over to their desk and mumbled something that Edmund did not catch. They then pulled the black chair that sits by their desk out and sat down. The instruments on the desk started to beep and whir. Had they picked him up? Were they finally sensing him? After all this time?
Their hand reached out and grabbed the whirring device. Its multi pronged end was moving faster now that it was in the air. His feet started to feel fuzzy, almost like they were out of sync with plane that all ghosts live on. Maybe he was moving forward, maybe drifting planes even?
'Hello?'
He could hear them. He must've moved planes. Normally he couldn't hear any of the sounds they emitted from their mouth.
'Come on, show yourself.'
They were sitting on the bed now. His feet had lost the fuzzy feeling and the device they were holding had slowed down its whirring. But what did that mean? Was he obligated to do something?
Concentrating he began the process of materialising. It hurt, but he had to do it. He had to show them that he was indeed there. He shut his eyes and ascended onto the plane that (Name) was on.
'Hello. I'm Edmund Pevensie, he paused and reached out a hand for them to shake, It's okay if you don't like me, not everyone has good taste.'
(Name) screamed and fell backwards onto their desk. Oh, great that'll have knocked them out. Typical.
6.12.17
YOU ARE READING
Fandom Imagines (Requests: Open)
Fanfic(Requests: Open) This is a book where I write imagines for myself and other people. || 22.11.16 -