"Oh, before you head home, you got a package in the mail, honey."
Tucker ignored Danny snickering at him for still being called "honey" in his mid-twenties. He blinked for a moment, trying to remember what he ordered to come in at his parent's house instead of his apartment PO box.
"Oh, sweet, is it here?" Tucker grabbed the box from his mother, grinning wildly at the heavy weight in his arms. He checked the shipping label and cheered. "I finally got it!"
"Got what?" Danny asked. He floated over to peer at his friend who yelped and took a step back.
"Oh no, dude, you don't get to touch this baby until you get your ghost-ness under control."
Danny looked at his hands that crackled with static electricity. "It's just a little leftover from fighting Technus, nothing my suit shouldn't sort out in about an hour."
Angela smiled at the two bickering boys (they would never be anything but boys in her mind), and offered, "If it's too late, you can stay the night here, Tucker. Danny, you too."
"No thanks, Mrs. Foley," Danny said. "I don't need much sleep, not anymore."
"And I gotta get this sweet thing set up at home." Tucker bumped his shoulder against his mother in lieu of a hug and kissed her on the cheek. He looked at Danny with a lopsided grin. "Let's go, Sparky, before you short out the wiring in the house again."
"How many times do I have to say, it was just the one time!"
Danny made a face at the box within a box Tucker opened. "Another PS4? Dude, you already have, like, five of them!"
"No," Tucker said as he carefully pulled out the sleek, black machine. "I have an original fat, I have a slim, and I have a Japanese model."
"So what's that then? Another basic model?" Danny floated closer, but Tucker shooed his away. Even if the static electricity had stopped crackling loudly, Danny was still prone to zapping things.
"Looks like it." Tucker looked in the vents, assessing the amount of dust. He checked the USB ports and rummaged in the box for the controller and charging cable.
"What do you need another basic for? Did you fill up your other one?"
Tucker shrugged, carefully setting down the PS4 and grabbing all the cords from his TV. "Not yet – close though. Do you know how few games a terabyte holds?"
The flatscreen lit up with the Playstation logo, fading into a Silent Hill theme. Tucker fiddled with the controller, eyes flicking up to the corner of his screen. It was only half charged, but that was fine.
"I bought this one for... This! Right here!"
The letters P.T. flickered innocently on the screen.
"Holy crap!" Danny almost hit the ceiling. "You managed to get a copy of the demo!"
"Yeah, and you don't wanna know what I paid for it." Tucker grinned up at his friend. "See why I didn't want you to touch this thing?"
"Obviously." Danny wished desperately that he still had human hands to hold the controller. "You gonna play it?"
"Not no, but hell no. I live through enough scary crap every day to play this thing."
Welcome, everyone, to the first drabble for Foley Fest 2017~ I hope you enjoy the next week of Tucker appreciation!