A Christmas Tale

Tet's Story 1: Once Apon a time

Tet picks up a piece of paper from her pocket, everyone's attention stapled to her mouth as she takes a big breath and begins. "Once upon a time...

The ghost walks the halls, he often does this because there's not much else for a ghost to do as he is stuck in his home. Of course, he wasn't alone through all of this, he had his faithful pet with him at all times. "Will you finally leave this year master?" The kitten talks harshly but the ghost just keeps walking, staying silent "Sir, your silent treatment never gets you anywhere you know!" the feline persists as the ghost turns to face him, "Must I still possess someone to leave?" He talks forcefully with a huge hint kindness lurking behind his words "Yes bu..." The cat begins before cutting himself off by the sight of the ghost walking away again. "H-hey!" he shouts in a flurry. "I shan't harm the owners of this house, I have been dead for decades and though the one who vanquished me is long gone I have been stuck to live through advent ever since. How could I be so selfish as to take that time from someone who is still in their time?"

..."Those are some big words Luke?" Ol frowns at Luke who is completely committed to his roll as Tet coughs in his direction "The Cat stuck to his character and stopped getting caught up in his imagination."...

"Master I apologise for my rudeness but why don't you take a small amount of time for yourself, surely you've earned it for all your time away from the human realm?" The ghost turns on his heel to hit the cat but is stopped by a light approaching the corner of the hall. The bright brown hallway lights up, golden accents shining beautifully around each painting like they'd been designed to make the room glow with wealth. The house's maid steps before the ghost's younger portrates, admiring his now grey golden locks. The painting wears his favorite suit with a soft pink tie that warms any viewer's heart. "I could've sworn I heard voices" The maids voice is kind and soft, not even a hint of concern can be found in her eyes as she begins to look around for anyone who could have created the sounds that she heard. The ghost's head pokes through the painting behind her, examining her as her dark hair flows in the drafty hall. Her lantern flickers, illuminating the frilly white accents on her black dress as her eyes turn and meet with a poor black cat that lies in the middle of the floor. "Was it  you that's been causing all this mischief?" She talks to the cat as he begins to sweat, mumbling something under his breath "Sir, I think she can see me" He speaks but the maid doesn't seem to hear his words "What a cute voice you have, lets get you somewhere softer to sleep." She moves to pick him up as the ghost walks out of the wall behind her, placing his hand on her shoulder as she freezes. The cat smiles and jumps through the wall, leaving the maid alone with the ghost as he enters her mind. The maid's mind leaves her, her soul being trapped in an unconsious state as the ghost walks in her shoes. "Cat, come here you devil in disguise!" His voice yells through hers as the feline crawls back through the wall in which they had dissapeared through. "Does it not feel nice to have a physical presence?" The ghost pauses, raising the maids hand to his face before moving each of her delicate fingers one by one with sorrow filled eyes. "It does not!" the ghost crys, moving along the corridor. "Where are you going?" The cat purrs as they turn the corner, "I'm going to lie her down and leave her! It is not my place to interfere here!" They make it to the ghost's old bedroom, the door slides open to reveal the lights to be on as a woman stares at the maid. "Oh, I was just wondering where you were!" The woman stands up and walks over to the maid as she takes the lanturn and puts it out. The ghost awkwardsly stands there, incapable of speaking as the woman continues to move around the room, not realising the maids bewildered expression. "Come on, you must tell me what you've found?" The ghost's mind races before he trys to immitate the girls speech "What I've found?" The woman tilts her head at the maid "You remember what I sent you out to look for right?" her eyes slide with suspicion as the maid just stands there. The woman gets up and places her hand on the maid's forehead "Are you unwell? You havn't forgotten a research task before? Never mind one this important?" She speaks as the ghost attempts to leave the maid's body only to get an idea at the last moment

..."talk about yourself. She asked you to look into her great grandfather, aka you" Kie whispers into Luke's ear as he smiles, Tet not noticing the slip of information...

"Your great grandfather is the one with blonde hair like you, correct?" The ghost begins as the Woman looks slightly suprised before gathering herself "Yes, that's the one... I guess your forhead is always that cold..." She raises her hand and backs away before sitting down on the end of her bed. "Go on then, what have you found?" The ghost sighs with relief as he begins talking about his old life "He had blue eyes, golden blonde hair and a large estate of money, all of which you have inherited..." He continues before the woman raises her finger in the maids direction "But how did he die?" She speaks and the maid staggers backward, pupils contracting before they calm themselves down. "I know what he looks like, he is family after all." The Maid lowers her head "He died almost fifty years ago at the age of seventy two. He was killed by a blunt force to the back of his head..." A single tear drops from the maids face as the cat begins to panic, tugging at the back of their heel. "Any clue why or who? From what I've seen he was adored by everyone." The ghost forgets that he's in the maids body for a moment as he continues to give facts "I don't know, I never saw..." The woman's ears prick as she stares at the maid "What?" The ghost realises his mistake as he attempts to cover for himself "I mean you'd have to be there to see it to know for sure." The maid flails their arms in front of them in a panic as the woman smiles "An honest mistake, you almost made me think that you were thirty years older than you look. Is that all?" The ghost nods and the woman grabs the lanturn from the desk. "There really isn't much new information about him in the family library is there? You're dismissed." The woman grabs a box of matches from her draw, promptly lighting the lanturn and placing it in the maid's hands before she's turned around and pushed out of the door. "Good night, have a good sleep." The ghost walks out as the light's are turned off and the cat scratches as his toes. "Master, are you ok?" he talks in a worried tone at the maid just storms off, obviously angry as he enters the servent's room. He lies the body down and leaves it as the maid begins her peaceful slumber. "What were you thinking! That was clearly on purpose!" The ghost picks up the cat by their collar and leaves the room, slamming the door behind them as they walk back to the master bedroom and peer through the door at the now sleeping woman. "Let's just hope that they don't figure anything out from your little attempt at making me happy..." The ghost sighs as he backs away, patting the cat on the head as he faids until morning.