Johnny Ghost and Jimmy Casket were both in the living room silent. Toast had gone out with Gavin to go visit his Father in Britain for the day. Leaving Ghost and Jimmy alone... Ghost holding himself and looking down feeling a tear go down his face, Jimmy messing around with his knife in his hand and looking down. Jimmy heard ghost sniff and looked at him, seeing him shake a little, sighing as he reached over and hugged ghost.

"W-What are you doing?"

"Hugging you..."

Ghost sighed and gave into the hug,shaking and crying into Jimmy's arms.

"shh... Ghost its ok..."  Jimmy reassured him.

"I... I just wish I got to meet him..." Ghost mumbled.

Jimmy sighed as he pulled ghost away and gave him a smile, He knew this was hard for ghost, Jimmy whipped away some of his tears and grabbed his hand and stood up.

"Jimmy.. Wh-"

jimmy put a finger on ghosts lips as he dragged ghost out of the house as they walked along the side walk, ghost looking down as Jimmy held his hand through the streets, Jimmy turned into an ally and ghost looked up and wondered were they were going.

There was a wired fence and behind it was some type of forest. Jimmy let go of ghosts hand and started to climb it, When Jimmy reached the top he jumped down and he was on the other side.

"Well you coming?" Jimmy asked.

Ghost nodded and started to climb the fence, Once he was on the other side Jimmy grabbed his hand and started to walk through the forest. Ghost was now getting worried, he wanted to know were they were heading.

"Jimmy were are we going?" Ghost asked trying to free himself from jimmy's grasp.

Jimmy stopped and looked at ghost as he examined his face, A flash of memory came to Jimmy's mind

It was cold and snowing, and there  behind in a back yard was a little boy around 5 looking at a grave stone that reads "Tommy Casket"
With an unknown death, The boy sighed as a out red roses on his grave and cried.
Theresa a sound of a door opening, there relived his mother with a baby in her hands.
"Jimmy! Hon come in its gonna rain!" Yelled the mother.
The little boy stood up and whipped his tears and walked back inside.

Jimmy snapped back and looked at Ghost, He grabbed ghosts hand and began to run.
Ghost being dragged by Jimmy started to breath heavily as he ran, Ghost never really liked to run.
They ran through the forest hitting some branches along the way, they came up to an old mansion.
Ghosts eyes widened and gulped. Ghost looked at Jimmy seeing his eyes glossy.
Jimmy let go of ghost and started to walk near the house.
Ghost looked with as painful memory's came back.
He looked at the old pool then at the house, He looked and saw that Jimmy was gone.

"Jimmy?!." Ghost yelled.

Hearing nothing ghost started to walk up to the house, standing on the old porch with wooden planks on the ground. Ghost walked inside of the mansion, tearing up seeing it again... He walked through of what looks like the living room, seeing an old moldy couch that smelt like rotten milk. Ghost looked at an open broken screen door, there he saw Jimmy looking at something. Ghost started to walk over to Jimmy and he saw what he was looking at... A grave with some grown plants on the top. A name that was hardly able to see.
"Jimmy? Who's grave is this?" I asked.
Jimmy looked at me with red eyes with tear stanes down his face.

"... Tommy Casket..." He mumbled

Ghosts eyes widened years forming in his eyes, Ghost fell to his knees and Jimmy held him close.
Ghost looked at the grave and cried his hand shaking as he lifted it and placed it on to the grave, Jimmy placed his hand on top of ghosts and they both sat there wishing there father was there.

"Happy father's day... Dad..." Ghost mumbled.