(Y/N) Your Name. (L/N) Last Name.

You're a twenty-two-year-old man named (Y/N) (L/N). You have recently moved to Goatshire from Germany. You're originally from Bremen, Germany and born in 2002. You've lived in Goatshire for a month-in-a-half. You're a (favorite animal).

You met a teenage goat girl with a strange reputation towards everyone else there named Billie Goat. She's a nice girl and you've made pretty good friends with her. She had told you about a manor beyond a grave. Told you a ghostly owl lives there. One named Barnaby. You went with her and you saw Barnaby for yourself.

At first, you thought it was pretty badass and scary to find out that a ghost does reside in that old gloomy manor with a bunch of little yellow ghosts around... but something else had happened when you saw Barnaby. Something inside of you felt... odd.

By odd, we mean your taste in guys went from them being the 1950s greaser types with slick hair, leather jackets, blue pants, white shirts, etc... to ghosts. It's all because of Barnaby. When you saw him, you instantly fell in love. 

To you, he looked pretty good. He was silly, enthusiastic, has a slightly high voice unique from others, could flip his face around, stretch his neck pretty far, etc. He did that hoot just about every time he would speak. 

You keep going there yourself during the night, just to see him. You needed to feel closer to him. Surprisingly, he hasn't caught you once since you started going there, yourself. You would spot him having his parties with his Barnaboos. His little yellow ghosts. 

You'd get butterflies in your stomach, just looking out at him. Hearing that voice of his. You had wished you could join his party, but you had no idea how he would do it. Billie didn't even tell you that part. You both just went to see Barnaby and the manor that night.

You're at home right now. It's 6pm. You've just had a visit from Billie, but she went back to her house, which is just right across from yours because her mom called her and told her dinner's ready. Understandable.

You're sitting on your bed in your room. In your German language you say, (My god. I can't stop thinking about that Barnaby. I have that desire to be near him. To feel the close proximity. Anything to be near Barnaby.~)

(Note: Whenever I put quotes in parentheses, it's because they're speaking another language that's not English. Quotation marks are for when they're speaking in English... And I'm too lazy to do google translate for this stuff. I know only a few basic words XD. The reader is speaking German when he's by himself.)

You sigh and you say, (I'll do anything to be near that fucking hot ghost. That fucking entity has me drawn to him. Damn him... Ooh, but I'll do anything to be close to him. Even if he kills me, then so be it. Damn you, Barnaby. Damn you for making me fall for you, my sweet ghostly man.~)

You get up and you say, (Fuck it. I'm going. I need to be near him and hear his voice. His enthusiasm. His hoots. All of that shit.) You walk out of your room and to your front door. You head out of your house.

(Time skip.)

You're in Barnaby's world now. You went through the same grave that you and Billie went through to get to Barnaby's world and his manor. You see his manor and you say, (Don't judge me, you handsome fucking ghost... I need to be near you as much as possible.) You head for the place.

You walk up some stairs and you get up to his front lawn. You approach the purple front doors and they automatically open. You walk inside and you look around. You say, (Now, I just need to see that silly goober for a ghost. Ooh, I just need to be close to him if he spots me. That handsome ghost.~)

You walk around and you get to a set of stairs. You look up and you start to walk upstairs. You get up there and you sigh. You say, (Where is he?) You suddenly hear this, "Are you looking for me, dear boy?" You blush as you hear his voice and you look up. You see him hanging upside down. Wings wrapped around himself. You whisper, "There you are, meine eule.~" 

Barnaby says, "You come here quite a bit, (Y/N). Any particular reason? Hmm?" You say, "Nein reason. Just to... explore this place. Ya. That's it." He smirks and says, "I smell nonsense.~" He stretches his neck down and he looks right at you. You blush. He grins and says, "You keep coming here, (Y/N). You may as well join my party... at a price, that is." 

You say, "I know. Mein leben." He says, "Yes, that's right. Your life. But that can't be why, either. You need to really spill it." He gets down and he stands in front of you. He reaches a talon up and he cups your chin. You blush and he says, "You even get flustered when I come near you... Hmm... Wait a minute. Hold the phone." 

You say, "W-what?" He lets go of your chin and he says, "(Y/N). Do you... like me?" You blush even more and you say, "W-whatever do you mean, Barnaby? I do. I think you're... a cool owl. Ya. That's it." He says, "(Y/N). I don't appreciate lying in my mansion." 

You sigh and you finally confess saying, "Okay, okay. Yes. I do. I really do. But you can't blame me, can you Barnaby?" He says, "Huh?" and looks at you. You say, "I admit. I've been coming here every night, mostly to see YOU. You're enthusiastic, outgoing, polite despite having intentions to kill the living to quote on quote 'join your party.' Your voice is soothing to me, meine eule. I just need to be near you, hearing you speak. I've liked you since the first night I came in here with Billie. There's just... something about you, Barnaby. You draw me near. Und if you kill me for it, then so be it." 

He looks at you in shock. You sigh and you turn away saying, "I understand if you don't return the feelings meine eule. I knew one day I'd have trouble landing someone." You're about to walk away when you hear this from Barnaby, "Now, where do you think you're going, huh?" You stop and you face the ghost owl.

He says, "You have just confessed all of this to me. Every detail." He stretches his neck towards you and he says, "(Y/N)..." He grins and says, "Hoo hoo hoo hoo! You should have just said so!" You gasp and you blush. 

He cups your chin with his talon and you look at him. He smirks and has the half-lidded eyes. He says, "Believe me when I say it, my dear boy... You are the prettiest thing I've seen stumble into my mansion. But you were right a moment ago. Hoo hoo. The one-way ticket to being mine and mine alone, forever... is that you choose your fate." 

You sigh and you say, "Normally, I wouldn't want death too soon. But to be with you? Still young. Still madly in love..." You look at him and you say, "I accept mein fate." He grins and he says, "Excellent choice. As much as I like you as well... we cannot be together when you're all flesh and bone. Mortal. Aging. Living... You understand, (Y/N)?"

You look at Barnaby and you say, "Do what you must. So long as I'm with you, meine eule." He smiles and he says, "Oh hoo hoo hoo! What a great choice, (Y/N). Now... close your eyes.~" You close them. You suddenly hear and feel a gunshot into your head and you fall to the ground. Everything goes black.

(To be continued...)