"That was his reaction?"
"Y- yeah."
"So, there is a case afoot! Well, we'll just have to solve it."
"How would we do that?"
"Hmm. Well, it's clear Ghost isn't gonna give us direct answers. So, we'll have to use other sources."
"Like?"
"Well, who knows the most about him that we know?"
"Toast?"
"Exactly."
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Ghost gave another long, drawn out sigh, leaning on the sink.
He looked up at the reflection.
...It wasn't his face...
Turning on the tap, he splashed some cold water on his face.
It wasn't real.
He really needed to relax.
Honestly, he wanted to punch Spooker.
Why would he say something like that?
Did he know?
How would he?
Toast?
No... Toast wouldn't tell him.
Toast cared about him.
'Lies.'
'No. It's the honest truth.
Shut up, you stupid voice.
You're not even real!'
'Neither are you.'
Ghost flinched before deciding to ignore it.
That was what he was told to do.
Ignore what isn't real.
But, sometimes, it was so hard to distinguish reality.....
From insanity.
He'd have to ask Toast for some pain killers
That pain in the back of his head was back.
It came on usually when he was under high amounts of stress or adrenaline.
He would've got them himself, but he wasn't allowed in the medical cabinet.
Just like the cutlery drawer.
He didn't really understand why Toast didn't trust him.
He felt a tingle on his arms.
Those weren't him.
But, Toast didn't believe that.
Sighing, he decided he should probably leave the bathroom.
He opened the door, and made his way downstairs.
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A Third Of A Pie
Fanfic"You can't have half of a P.I.E. You've gotta have a whole P.I.E." -Johnny Ghost. Johnny Ghost, paranormal investigator extraordinaire. He'd dealt with all sorts of paranormal entities. He'd succeed 9/10. After all, he was Johnny Ghost! He could ha...
