Y/n E. Gadd, grandson of Luigi's professor friend is his grandfather's greatest lab assistant. They study the behavior of various ghosts at various haunted locations. Although, Y/n stopped when some ghosts attacked his grandfather. After that, with...
A/N: A little key for you guys to remember: (Y/n) = Your name, (N/n) = Booette's affectionate Nickname for you, (P/n) = the Polterpup's name, (G/n) = Goo-me's name, (F/C) = Fave Color, (E/C) = Eye Color (it can be F/C, if you'd like), and (H/C) = Hair Color, plus optional (H/S) = Hair Style. Also, dialogue in '...' are thoughts.
So, as (P/n) and I enter the mansion, we both start getting a sense of danger in the air. But then, (P/n) just suddenly gets all happy and runs off, phasing through walls.
"Hey! Wait up, (P/n)!"
Although, when I tried opening the door it was already locked as the weird, purple gate fence thingy falls down, blocking all exits in the room. And just like that, a bunch of strong Greenies and Sneakers appeared in the room.
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I whip out the vacuum part of the Poltergust and went to town with the ghosts. Sure, the Sneakers kept startling me whenever I'm vacuuming some of the other ghosts, but I caught all of them, and the weird fences went away.
Anyhoo, I go through the door heading to the room (P/n) went into to try and find him. Although, when I tried to use the Dark-Light Device on the Poltergust, it didn't do anything. I guess Grand Gadd forgot to charge it up before sending it to me. That's when I saw the small hatch on the side of the device. A battery hatch. I sweatdropped at the sight of this.
'Grandpa didn't forget to charge it, he forgot to load the FREAKING batteries in!!'
I sigh as I get ready to continue looking for my ghostly canine friend. 'Looks like I'll be looking for (P/n) the old-fashioned way.' That's when I notice the messy trail of broken potted plants, plus dirty paw prints.
"Welp, looks like I should check this way."
Soon enough, (P/n)'s trail leads to the kitchen of all places. Anyhoozles, I open the kitchen door and walked in, calling (P/n)'s name while checking all of the compartments there. On the last spot I didn't check yet, (P/n) pops out of it, runs around me -making me fall on my butt- with a bone in his mouth before wall jumping to get to the second floor.
