Locked eyes.
Both with a sense of fear.
"U- umm... it's.... umm..."
He trailed off, like he always did when he had to explain something to someone other than his best friend.
Thoughts of those brown eyes so full of anger and spite, along with fear and sorrow.
Even just the memories broke his heart and urged him to fill the hole in himself.
But the eyes before him weren't brown. Far from it.
Instead was a lively lime, though they had dulled in concern and worry.
A sigh escaped the Brit's whiskey-tasting lips.
"It's...... well....... i- um...... drink.... when I'm..... stressed....." he mumbled sheepishly, looking away.
"You're an alcoholic?!"
"N- no! Just....... um....."
He couldn't muster any other explanation to his drinking, making him look away shamefully.
"Does Ghost know?!'
A reluctant nod was Toast's answer.
"Does he approve?!"
A sorrowful head shake was the response.
Spooker looked away, biting his lip.
".... where's Ghost going?"
"I wish I knew..... he does this...... u- used to do it a lot..... just..... goes missing...... the longest time without anyone seeing him was around three weeks....."
"THREE WEEKS?! HE MIGHT BE GONE FOR THREE WEEKS!?"
"What's going on?" Colin chimed in, walking over.
Toast looked at him before looking away, drinking from the bottle.
"Is that-"
"Just.... leave me alone..... I don't like questions..... and I shouldn't be telling you anything without Sir's permission..." he huffed, tearing up.
"But-"
Colon covered Spooker's mouth before shaking his head; making Spooker nod and quietened. Quickly, Colon led him out, leaving Toast to continue chugging bottle after bottle.
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A Third Of A Pie
Fanfiction"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...
