A Ghosts' Story

Chapter 3

-I'm sorry the chapters are so short I'm trying T T
—I'm going to say it now, I don't ship Tommy and Tubbo together. I see them as like brothers to each other.

Tubbo's POV
I wake up with a sudden jolt. I whip my head around the room, not sure why I woke up. I look at my phone that is on the nightstand of the room. 3:32 am. I try to lay back down to sleep, but I can't. I feel a presence that is not seen in the room.

After much thinking I get out of the bed, the cold floor shocking me. I make my way to the door, opening it and walking towards Tommy's room. Whenever I couldn't sleep I would call Tommy and he'd usually help me go back to sleep. I lightly knock on his door, hearing a faint grunt in response. I open the door to see Tommy holding himself in a sitting position, groggily rubbing his eyes.

I shouldn't have done this I shouldn't have done this I shouldn't have done this I shouldn't have-

"Nightmare?", Tommy asks, scooting over so there was room for me on the bed. "No it's fine, I should head back-", I start to say feeling bad for waking him up. "Come here", he says sleepily. I timidly walk to his bed and lie down, we've had sleep overs before so it's not too awkward. Having him in the same room made me feel safer for some reason and I drift off to sleep again.

***

Whenever I wake up, Tommy is still asleep. I get up and head to the kitchen. I clean off the areas I would need so I can cook. I plan on making eggs and bacon for breakfast.

After cleaning, I realize we don't have eggs or bacon. We need to go the store soon. I order takeaway and start cleaning the house a bit.

Tommy walks into the living room as I get the takeaway in the house. I hand him his order and start to eat mine. "So are we going to clean or ghost hunt?" I ask him, this is his holiday house after all. "Mum said we need to clean the house, but I kinda don't want to.." Tommy trails off. "Yeah, but if we clean a little each day, soon all we have to focus on is the chat and ghosts!", I exclaim my bright idea. Tommy rolls his eyes, I know he doesn't believe in ghosts, but I'm happy he's going along with it.

We clean most of the morning and afternoon. We didn't realize it, but we cleaned most of the house. Both of us actively avoid the unwelcoming room. We only realized we were cleaning more then we meant to when the rooms get darker, not having the sunlight to light the room. That was when we knew, we cleaned a lot more the a little.

But hey, that just meant we didn't have to clean more later. We decided to just go to bed and wait til tomorrow for the ghosts.

***

I wake up the next day and again order takeaway. The house is semi clean, only one room left, the creepy room. We keep hearing crashes from that room and when we go in there, there is always something knocked over.

But that's not what we're focusing on today! We are going to hunt for ghosts! We spent all day cleaning yesterday, so we get to hunt for ghosts today!

I am fairly certain we will be able to find some ghosts, there has been some activities that can only be explained by the paranormal. Music playing from apparently no where, items being in different places then we left them. And we've only been here for 2-3 days!

We ordered a spirit box the day we arrived at the house and the package just came this morning along with the takeaway.

Tommy wakes up when I get done eating. I hand him his food from the microwave. "We get to hunt for ghosts today Tommy!", I exclaim.

He nods and smiles, I know he doesn't believe in ghosts, but I appreciate the fact that he's still going along with my antics. Though, I feel like this house will make him change his mind about the whole ghost thing.