Someone scoffed, Spooker instantly looking at Toast, but quickly finding he hadn't done it. So, he turned his attention to the (previously) sleeping man.
Instead, at some point he had woken up and had watched the news.
"I doubt he's really that dangerous. Small guy? I could probably take him," Ghost bragged.
"I'm not so sure, sir. You're pretty smal-" Toast started teasing, a ruffled retort cutting him off.
"I am NOT small! I'm average! You're just tall!"
"Whatever you say, sir," Toast chuckled, rolling his eyes as he wore a subtle smirk.
Huffing, Ghost folded his arms and looked away, making a 'hmph' sound like a teen girl. It achieved little beyond making the Brit laugh, but the smooth sound seemed to soften Ghost, making him smile a bit.
"Anyone heard of 'Jimmy Casket' before?" Spooker interjected, thinking of the man he and Colon had been investigating. The two seniors gave different reactions.
Toast bit his lip and shrugged, looking away as he took a sip of his drink.
Ghost looked away for a bit, making a small hum, "name sounds familiar..... nope, can't think of anything."
"Toast?"
"Um.... can't say I've heard that name. Though, I can't say I enjoy talking about murderers so I'd appreciate if we change the subje-"
"Who's talking about murderers and why?" Colon interjected, walking in.
"Chris, plea-" Toast tried again.
"There was a murderer named 'Jimmy Casket' on the news. Near our area too!"
"Plea-"
"Really? Wow, some real psychos out the-"
"SHUT UP!!" Ghost shouted, standing up as he slammed his hands on the table.
The pleasantries were replaced with an otherworldly silence as everyone stared in shock at the hooded man, face contorted from being calm just a second ago to enraged- almost murderous- glare.
After a few seconds (which felt like hours to his panic-stricken partners) he continued, "you're making Toast uncomfortable. Not everyone wants to discuss psychos. So shut up before I make you."
The two could merely nod. They'd seen Ghost angry, of course. Most of his personality was anger, sass and screaming (both in terror and in rage), but something about this time... was almost murderous.
Toast patted Ghost's back, as if telling him to cool off; something Ghost did as a smile made it's way onto his face.
A type of smile they never thought would ever play Ghost's face....
Eerily ecstatic.....
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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...
