The Next Chapter of Our Lives (Ghostface X Michael Myers)

First Date

ANOTHER chapter! Yay! I really like where this fic is heading.

Disclaimer: I do not own Michael Myers, Ghostface, Jamie Lloyd, or Laurie Strode. I own Tim Krueger, Spirit, and Dagger

Michael sat on his bed and took some deep breaths. He had been rehearsing what he was about to say. He stared at the contacts on his phone. Ghostface was at the top. It was the day after Michael had called Jason.

Laurie and Jamie had gone out for some mother-daughter time. It was Michael's idea since they rarely get a chance to do that. Plus, he planned on inviting Ghostface over - and confessing his feelings.

He took one more deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then he called Ghostface.

Michael's heart skipped a beat when he heard Ghostface pick up on the other end. "Hey, Michael!"

Well, he picked up. No turning back now. Michael told himself. "Hey, Ghostface. Whatcha doing right now?"

"Staring at the motel ceiling, being bored out of my mind."

"So nothing?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Well, Laurie and Jamie just left. Wanna come over and have dinner with me? Y'know, so I'm not alone?"

"Don't you also have Dagger?"

Michael did a mental facepalm. "I meant aside from Dagger! Can you come over? You can bring Spirit, too, if you want."

"Sure! I'll be right over!"

"Do you know the address?" Michael asked, but then he realized the question sounded stupid. Of course, Ghostface probably knew. He was an expert on all things horror!

"Yep! Like I said, I'll be right over."

"All right. See you in a bit," Michael said.

"See you in a bit."

Michael raced downstairs. So far, everything was going according to plan. But now he had to focus on getting dinner ready for the two of them. He decided to make a lasagna because his lasagna recipe never failed to impress.

Michael paced back and forth across the kitchen, gathering all the things he was going to need. Dagger followed his every move. Before long, dinner was underway and all had to do was bake in the oven.

Michael sat back down on the recliner. Dagger laid down in front of it. Michael was about to see if there was anything good on when suddenly there was a knock on the door. When he heard the knock, Michael's heart skipped a beat. He jumped off the recliner and scrambled for the door. When he opened, the door, he tried his best not to look like he was out of breath. There stood Ghostface. He was wearing a black T-shirt that said "STAB" on it in green. Over it, he wore a black zip hoodie that was unzipped. On the bottom half, he wore black jeans. Next to him, stood Spirit.

Dagger rushed to the door and started sniffing Spirit. Spirit sniffed Dagger in return, their tails wagging. Michael cleared his throat. "W-why don't you two come in," he said and he stepped to the side.

Ghostface nodded a thank you and he walked in. He strode to the living room with Spirit at his side. Michael and Dagger were right behind them. "Go ahead. Make yourself at home."

Ghostface nodded again and sat down on the couch. "So what's the plan for tonight?" he asked.

"Well, dinner is almost ready. I'm going to go check on it. If you want, you can see if there is anything on TV," Michael explained, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.