Just a funny little (emphasis on little, unfortunately) oneshot idea that I decided to type out as soon as it was thought of. No flames!
Disclaimer: *Looks in special Mirror of Erised that says whether or not it is true*
*Sees self owning Danny Phantom and Harry Potter*
*Looks at if it is true*
*NOT TRUE*
Awww!
The Box Ghost and the Mirror of Erised
Box Ghost's POV
I swooped down into a mysterious room. It was empty of boxes! What a terrible crime! I was about to turn and flee this horrible boxless room before I caught sight of a mirror. Now, normally, mirrors were of no interest to me, as they were too thin to be a box of boxes.
But this mirror was special. It did not reflect these horrible surroundings. It reflected something else. Something wonderful. I caught sight of a box.
I flew forward. I looked in and stared. And stared. And stared.
For this was the most beautiful sight I'd seen in my entire afterlife. I wanted that.
I saw myself. But not myself as I was now.
I was sitting on a huge throne made entirely of open boxes, which contained open boxes, which contained open boxes, which contained closed boxes. Directly beneath me was a cushion of bubble wrap.
But that wasn't all.
Lined up in front of me were rows and rows of people-sized boxes. There were people in the boxes, bowing down and trembling in pure fear of the might of my boxes.
Just then, I saw the ghost boy come, bringing some non-worshipers in. He bowed and left, presumably to find more.
I stared some more. This was everything I had ever wanted. I went in. I went intangible to try to get through the mirror and into that wonderful world. I got halfway through, reaching for the throne of boxes. Then, I was blasted out. It was horrible! I was so close! This couldn't get any worse!
Just then, it got worse. I tried to return to staring at the wonderful image, but then, the mirror split down the middle and the image shattered with the mirror as the mirror fell forward and collided with the ground, bound by the earthly limits of earthly items.
I cried out in horror. I could never again stare at that wonderful image of me ruling the world with my beloved boxes! Nooooo!
I swooped out, never again to see myself ruling the world with boxes.
Hahahaha! Torturing the Box Ghost! Couldn't resist, hope you liked it! I personally thought I made the Box Ghost sound far too intelligent, but that's me. R&R, please!