GhostxToast one shots two

Monster

(This is a request for FlutterBat1. I'm so sorry it took so long but a lot of crap has been happening for me so. I hope you enjoy.)

They landed with a thud.

Ghost slowly pushed himself off of his partner and looked up at the portal.

"Are you okay, Johnny?"

Toast sat up. "No.. I dislocated my shoulder.." he whimpered a bit.

Ghost knelt down and gently took it. "Breathe in.."

"Wait, no, Sir, wai- Ah! SIR!" Toast screamed as the shoulder was put back in place. He moved it around and sighed, standing up.

"Thank you Sir." he sniffed.

"Oh was Johnny boy crying?"

"It hurt."

"Sure..but you've been through worse.."

Toast blushed and gave him a look.

"We are not mentioning that night.."

"The night that you got drunk as Hell and we-!"

"Nope!" Toast started to walk ahead.

They soon approached a tall house.

"Maybe we should ask for directions to the closest hotel?"

Ghost nodded. "Sure." he pushed his hands into his pockets and followed his partner in.

Toast approached the front desk. "Oh Sir. This is a hotel."

Ghost looked over. "Uhm.. Why is it empty?"

Toast shrugged. "Stay here. I'll go find someone."

Ghost watched as his partner wandered off.

A few minutes later, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He spun around and looked at him. "Johnny?"

A figure, spitting image of Toast was there. He smirked. "Yes, Sir?"

Ghost backed up. "Why are you so pale?"

"You smell fresh.. You're new?" the figure stepped forward. "I wonder what your life tastes like?"

Ghosts eyes widened as he hit the desk. "You're not my Johnny."

"No.. But I am your killer."

In one quick movement, the figure had pinned Ghost to the desk. He smirked against his neck and leaned down.

"I'm going to drain you of your energy. Every last bit.. Then your partner will be my next meal."

Ghost kicked around. He screamed loudly, trying to find his gun.

He kicked the figures leg and swore as it did nothing.

"Oh don't hold back your screams now. I want to hear them. It will be the last thing you say. Little Ghostie."

The fake Toast leaned down and sealed his lips around the front of Ghosts neck.

Ghost gasped loudly, biting his lip.

He wasn't going to die this way.

But before the monster could start sucking his energy, he was interrupted.

"Sir this pla-!"

Toast stopped in his tracks. The emotion of confusion on his face.

"What's going on?"

The fake pulled away form Ghosts neck.

"J-Johnny.." Ghost breathed, his heart thumping loudly.