Thanks for the request, Oumasoda !
We now return to our Creepytime Theatre presentation of The Haunted Treehouse.
“Chuck, are you sure we should watch this?" Bomb asked nervously.
“We're adults, there's no ‘should' with us," Chuck assured him. “No scary movie's gonna freak me out!"
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Chuck couldn't sleep a wink that night. The movie freaked him out too much. The following morning, every inch of his body trembled in terror.
“Ghost! Oh, my gosh!" he screamed, only to find it was just the new window curtains. Suddenly, he heard a popping noise. “Don't possess me!"
As he raised his wings above his head, two pieces of toast landed in his hands. He let out a sigh in relief.
“Morning, Chuck!"
Chuck threw his toast in the air, screaming, only for both slices to land on his younger sister's face.
“Silver, why are you wearing my breakfast on your face?" he asked absentmindedly.
“I was just going to ask you if you wanted to go roller skating with me and my friends, but you seem a bit jumpy," Silver answered, cleaning her face. “Wanna talk about it?"
“What's to talk about?" Chuck asked, trying to sound confident. “I only watched a scary ghost movie with Bomb last night. He cried like a hatchling, but it didn't scare me, of course."
“Well, tell Bomb he has nothing to worry about," Silver said reassuringly. “Ghosts don't exist."
“Are you crazy?!" Chuck shouted, grabbing his sister's face. “Of course they exist! They have whole books, TV shows, and podcasts about their existence!"
“Well, I'm a scientist and your sister, so you'll have to just trust me."
“Well, if you're such a scientist, why don't you prove it?" Chuck suggested.
“I'll take that as a challenge," Silver replied. “Now, what was that movie of yours called?"
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That evening, Silver took Chuck to the place The Haunted Treehouse was filmed.
“You are gonna get us both killed!" Chuck whispered.
“Oh, calm down. Now, what happened in the movie as the ghost showed up?"
“Well, first, the lights flickered on and off, then..."
“Hi!" a Mighty Eagle Scout greeted. “Would you like to buy some cookies?"
“Oh, okay," Chuck replied, paying for two boxes. He returned his focus to Silver. “Then, there was this moaning, followed by creaking noises. And finally, a ghostly apparition appears, and everyone runs off screaming... but one of them was never seen again! I wanna go home now..."
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