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Spooker moved the last empty box into the second room in Ghost's apartment, smiling brightly to himself.

"Welp! There we go! The last box had been successfully moved!" Ghost announced happily once they were both downstairs.

"You're gonna become defective."

Spooker sighed in relief, gladly plopping down on the couch. He was finally out of the hostile environment that was his old home.

Ghost sat down next to Spooker. "So, any word on what happened with your parents?"

"Erk- you're making me sick with the concern-."

Spooker shook his head. "Nope. I think I roughly remember some talk about my dad going to an anger management facility and my mom learning how to hold a job, work and take care of herself. I think they'll be alright though."

Ghost smiled. "That's good to hear."

"Stop being a sappy idiot. You're already becoming defective Ghosty."

Spooker sat up straight. "So have you texted Toast yet?" He asked, his curiosity peaking once again.

At the mention of Toast, the voice went quiet.

Ghost nodded. "Actually yeah. I asked if I could introduce you to him, and he said said he wanted to introduce someone to us as well."

Spooker cocked his head to the side. "Oh? Did he give you a name on this other person?"

Ghost shook his head. "No not yet. I asked, and he said he wanted it to a special introduction."

Spooker shrugged. "Alright. What time?"

"At three. Toast said he could do the introduction then."

Fred gave his boss a thumbs up. "Cool."

It was only noon, so they both had three hours. Spooker had gone upstairs to his room to take a nap and get some sleep for once.

Ghost had also gone to his room to try and tidy up.

"You're so messy all the time! You don't even have different outfits. Its just white T-Shirts and then your singular grey hoodie with your buissness' logo on it."

Ghost grumbled slightly, grabbing a basket and tossing all his white shirts that were laying on the floor, and that still fit him, in the basket so he could wash them later. "Shut up... you wouldn't be any better at this than I am." He muttered to himself. Sorting through all the different sized shirts. He'd go search through his drawers to find pants after.

"Psh. As if. I would so do better."

"Ok wow. Can you shut up and let me work in peace for once?" Ghost hissed.

"Aww. You're no fun." The voice shot back.

Ghost picked up a trash bin and threw all the disgusting, old and small shirts inside. "Hey, this is me trying to sort out my- our, life, body and home."

"Whatever. You're acting like a mom."

"What's wrong with that?" Ghost walked outside to place the plastic bag full of shirts at the curb for the garbage to pick up.

"Its stupid and weird."

Ghost scoffed at the childish comment, walking back inside. "Like you?"

"Hey! You ass!"

Ghost laughed slightly to himself at his own comeback.

"Oh you think you're soooo clever you big baby."

"I mean, I like to think I'm clever." Ghost said, walking back upstairs and to his room.

"You think you're so special with all your friends!" The voice hissed.

Ghost shut his door behind himself. "I'm not that special."

"Psh. You got that Toast guy all over you! It makes me wanna stab Stab Stab him~!"

Ghost felt himself flinch. "You aren't going to hurt him."

"You just say that to yourself Ghosty. You just say that to yourself."

Ghost felt himself run cold. "I wont let you hurt him. I wont let you hurt anyone. Not Spooker, not the person we're going to meet. No one." He said firmly.

"Is that so?"

Ghost nodded once. "Yes. And I'll make sure it stays so."

Time Skip = 3:00
Toast walked down the sidewalk with his friend. He was wondering who Ghost wanted to introduce to them. "Come on Colon!"

Chris Colon Ghostie, or Colon, for short, hurriedly kept up with Toast's much longer stride. "I'm coming I'm coming! Just slow down a bit will you? You said you'd introduce me to this person and his friend but I was hoping it wouldn't be in such a rush!" Colon exclaimed.

Toast rounded the corner to see Ghost also coming up with someone else. He simply waved. "Hello again sir!"

The four came up to each other as Ghost gave Toast a slight wave back. "Hey Johnny."

Toast felt himself smile with pride, he gestured to Colon. "Sir, this is my friend Christopher Colon Ghostie. Colon, this is Johnny Ghost."

Colon waved slightly. "C-Colon, is just fine. And its nice to meet you Mr. Ghost."

Ghost smiled at the enthusiasm. He gestured to Fred. "This is Fred Spooker. Fred, this is Johnny Toast."

Spooker looked at the British man and waved, flashing him a meek smile. "Hello..."

Toast looked at Spooker. "Nice to meet you as well."

Colon looked at Spooker. "I-I like your beanie..." Colon stated, watching Spooker's facial expression.

Spooker looked at Colon, slightly shocked, but he couldn't help but to smile. "Heh, thanks. I like your's as well."

Spooker was a fairly average heightened male. A red head with paleish skin and freckles covering his face with wonderfully colored dark green eyes to say the least about him. A hot pink beanie covered his head and a long sleeved green colored shirt with a darker green/brown colored looking vest, almost looking like a bullet proof vest.

Colon was much more different to say the absolute most. He had the darkest skin, with it being this Johnny Ghost next, then Toast, then Fred Spooker. Though he had his similarities to Spooker.

First, he also wore a beanie, a dark blue, purple colored one, almost appearing as a grey or black in different kinds of lighting. Then he wore a light brown long sleeved shirt with a darker brown/grey colored vest. A small band was all that stood out really. The band sat on Colon's upper arm, it appearing as a light blue, grey color.

Chris felt himself smile at Spooker's complement.

Toast spoke up after the round of "meet me" was done. "I could go for something to eat. What about the rest of you?" He asked.

Colon watched Johnny Ghost and Spooker give a nod or comment of agreement. He simply shrugged. "Sure."

Toast glowed, he started talking as he led them all down the sidewalk and to a Subway to eat there. He even offered to pay.

Colon was sure that Toast hadn't told Ghost and Spooker that he was a runaway royal prince yet. But of course, he always wanted to just be normal, and Colon could understand that.

The four of them talked about themselves and how each friend met the other, then how old they each were, ect.

Spooker and Ghost were both sharing an apartment and splitting the rent. Both being the cause of working together as ghost hunters.

Toast lived in his own apartment, but he apparently hated really living alone. That must have been the reason why he disliked being royalty. It ment that he would stay in these massive places and not be able to see anyone else.

Colon was currently sharing a place with his sister, who hated his guts and wanted him to move out as soon as possible.

They all even discussed plans to work together in the same business of being ghost hunters.

When all was said and done, the conversations they had and the meals they ordered and ate were pretty good. They would fix living arrangements later, they all needed some place to stay, and Ghost could offer his apartment with the agreement to split rent. It all was fair. They'd help each other out. It was part of growing as a human.

Right?

(Fin)