Tale Of A Lost Ghost

Chapter eighteen

Ghost sighed running his hands through his hair everyone else had gone to bed Ghost on the other hand was still working on a plan partially because he didn't want too to sleep again, and partially because he still didn't know what he would do. He wasn't alone though, Phantom slept peacefully on a makeshift nest using his hoodie,Ghost lightly pet the small white bird, it calmed his early morning nerves, and now he had the basic outline of the plan.
Plane ride to find 'treasures ' for the keeper
First stop -Silverham island.
Looking for -  the precious dew drop gem
Second stop-Snowcourt( WinterLea)
Looking for - Eato Fruit
Third stop - Edgewick
Looking for- Soultree Bow
Fourth stop-Butterspell
                      Looking for- elixir of lucid dreams

Ghost took a longer look at the list, relieved to be familiar with at least One place, The Snowcourt. Ghost and Toast had been there before for a 'secret mission' to call it. And he knew that it would be fine for them to take an Eato fruit. Although they are rare to the outside world, down there they're fine to share. Ghost wrote down the rest of the coordinates, fixing the list to be in order of what's closer.
"It's kind of late to be up isn't it?" 

Ghost jumped up, spinning around in his chair to see Carlyle Standing near the staircase,  he was rubbing his glasses with his shirt
"Could say the same too you."  Carlyle put his glasses on his face.

"Couldn't sleep over the sound of your aggressive keyboard tapping. What the fuck are you doing?" Ghost snickered slightly "didn't think it would keep you up." Ghost spun back around to face the keyboard again.
"I'll say it again, what the fuck are you up too?" Carlyle asked again, taking a seat on the sofa that was decently close to the computer.

"Working on the plan." Ghost muttered, continuing to type. "Just writing down the coordinates and items needed for each location, once we know the basics like the back of our hands. We'll be good."
"Who in the right mind names a place fucking Butterspell?"  Carlyle snorted slightly, Ghost shrugged. "I don't know man .maybe they have some there." The two shared a quick laugh, soon the room went silent, peaceful at first then quickly growing awkward and daunting.
"So.. The plan is basically just go to different places, pick up those four items, then go to hell?"
"Basically."
"Not to be a critic on your three am brain, but uh, that's  of stupid and unprepared. Like, even if we could enter and find Toast, how could we even guarantee that we could even get out?" Ghost sat silently while Carlyle continued to go on of what could happen or go wrong. "That's why you Normally, oh you know, talk to your team when planning! Speaking of team what the hell is your plan to do with that new chick?! You couldn't possibly plan on bringing her with..!" Ghost stayed silent, Carlyle studied his face. "Do you seriously think she can come along?? Forget the fact that I already don't trust her, let's pretend she is trustworthy. She has absolutely zero training! She would only be another person too look out for!"

"She's coming Carlyle. She's intertwined with whatever happened too Johnny. " Ghost finally moved his glance to look at Carlyle, who  narrowed his eyebrows.

"That's BS and you know it. You just want any excuse to have her around. You never were like this before, what has gotten into you?!" Ghost looked away, returning to being silent. "I don't get what you see in her that is redeeming enough to bring her along. I don't know what you see in her at all."

"I don't know what you see in her ether." Ghost commented, sighing. "Rose hasn't displayed anything extremely outlandish enough to say she isn't trustworthy. Although, I'll admit.. I think she knows more then she is willing to lead on.. But otherwise.. She seems fine." Carlyle crossed his arms.

"Whatever you say, just know I'll be the first to say I Told you so." Ghost rolled his eyes at Carlyle's comment. He wasn't sure what too do at this point. He had nothing left too say to Carlyle. "It's still early, there's more important things to take care of in my room, one of them may be sleep. I suggest you do the same." Carlyle got up and walked out of the room. Ghost sighed.

"As if.." Ghost closes his eyes, just to get a break from the bright computer light.

Ghost awoke to the feeling of a light tapping on his shoulder, he slowly opened his eyes, looking up too see Rose, who smiled down at him."good morning." She quietly cooed." I have no idea how long you were sleeping here last night, so uh, I made coffee for you! Or well uh, I got Jackie to show me which machine was the coffee maker.. And how too use it. It's uh. Different from to ones I typically see." Ghost stretched, taking the mug from Rose's hands, smiling gratefully.

"Thanks. Also yeah, Johnny built that coffee maker."  Ghost took a sip from the cup, it was sweet, she must've add a bit of sugar. Ghost looked to the side and made eye contact with Carlyle, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smirk, feeling as if the small gesture was enough to prove his point from the discourse last night. He loved the feeling of being right.

"AIRPLANE TRIP"  soon after that multiple loud thuds came from upstairs soon revealed to be both Spooker and Colon rolling down the stairs making a thump on every step, almost landing on are I at the bottom if Carlyle hadn't moved her out of the way. The two fools groaned,"dude your foot is caught in my bag!" "Your arm is on my suitcase!" Ghost rolled his eyes, he did not miss that part of his job.
Ghost finished his mug of coffee, printing out the list he wrote last night, throwing containers of bird seed into his bag, as well as just a few random pieces of equipment he could fit. Moving Phantom and putting his hoodie on. Carefully holding onto the small bird as everyone huddled Into the van, and went off to Toast's Mother's home. Then once on board, they took of.

First stop. Silverham island.