To add fuel to the fire.
-to worsen an already bad situation.
Subject: Ember
Premise: To introduce Ember to youtube is like adding fuel to the fire. Jet fuel, that is.
"I will be all-powerful! My music is heard around the world, and I grow stronger by the second," Ember shouted from atop a skyscraper in a modern city. Her hair flamed neon blue above her head, growing larger with every syllable. "You will all sing-" She stops and looks around, hair deflating.
Every single person on the street is typing away on a tablet or phone, unaware of her bid for dominance. Angry, she swoops down to the sidewalk and takes one from the nearest child. He looks up to yell, but she growls and he runs away screaming. She looks imperiously at the tiny screen. "What could possibly be more interesting than my music?" Her eyes widen at the video playing. "CATS? That is better than me? Than Ember McClain?"
Ember stops her monologue as a passing girl says, "well, duh. Funny cats trend on youtube all the time, lady. Where have you been the past decade?" The girl turns to her phone once more, intent on yet another video of awkward and funny animals. About to begin another rant, Ember thinks better of it. If I can't overrule this "youtube", then i'll RULE it, she thinks to herself. "But where could I find someone who would help me with this new technology?"
Not two seconds pass before a voice is heard from the electronics store beside her. "Technology? That's my thing!" A ghost pours out of the closest television screens, coalescing into the familiar figure of Technus. "Well, hello ghost lady. I see you require assistance with the vast world of technology which only I, Technus-" he begins grandly, before Ember levels her guitar between his sunglasses.
Her voice is steely as she says, "I don't have time for that Technus. You are going to show me all about youtube." The grin that stretches across her face is menacing and hungry. I'll be able to reach everyone on the planet with this.
The male ghost looks insulted, and says petulantly, "how do you even know who I am if you won't let me finish my introduction?" Ember sighs deeply.
"Fine, just be quick about it," she says, half-defeated, half-demanding. Her shoulders slump and she gives him her best unimpressed look. The people passing them on the street pay them barely any attention, one tourist snapping a candid photo of the two.
"Thank you," he says normally before continuing in a kingly sort of tone. "I shall aid you in the web that is online, for I am Technus, master of all technology, past and present!" He stops with a smile. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it young lady?"
Ember growls impatiently and grabs for her guitar. Now I remember why I try to leave other ghosts alone. They are just so damn annoying. "Just get on with it before I scramble your circuits. Permanently."
Technus smiles back conspiratorially before saying, "step into my office, then. Shall we?" He grabs her arm gently and they both rush into the nearest computer as a stream of blue/green energy. The Windows screensaver turns to Ember's signature logo, and both ghosts' laughter issues from the speakers as the logo spreads to everything with a screen.