It was a crisp autumn day when there was a knock at my bedroom door.
"Sir get up we have to go to work today" the British accent rang from the other side
Suddenly the door opened and a tall black haired British man in his early 30's entered the room.
"What is it Johnny toast can you not see I'm trying to sleep" I complained
He looked at me sternly. "Sir I greatly apologize, but we must get ready for our appointment at 12:30"
I moan as Toast pulled me out of bed. He then threw my clothes at me and walked out of the room. I moan once more as I slip on my blue collard shirt with a pair of brown pants and some old black converses. I finally look in the mirror and quickly flatten my light brown hair.
When I reach the bottom of the stairs I find Toast setting up the table with two small bowls of cereal.
"Why did you have to wake me up so early Toast. I was having a wonderful dream about finally catching and killing the toilet toucher" I said in between mouthfuls of cereal.
"Again sir I'm sorry but this case is VERY important and we can't be late" Toast said angrily
"What are we doing again?" I ask
"We're going to this women's house who says it is being haunted by a shape shifting ghost who is trying to take over her life" Toast says knowingly
"Oh simple enough, we should leave now then" I said getting up and checking my watch. The time reading 10:17.
"Ok I'll drive sir"
Toast and I walked to the car, a legit white van with very dark tinted windows. The street was filled with very few cars and a couple of joggers.
"Where's the house?" I ask when Toast starts the car
"Edinburgh, Scotland, UK sir" Toast confirmed
"Ok so about 20 minutes"
"Exactly sir"
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It's Just Toast and I (Venturian tale) (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionPlease no hate this is my first story and I don't want to hear anything rude about my story. If you have something bad to say just keep it to yourself please. Also enjoy. :)
